If she said she had forgotten, Ning Ran wouldn't believe it. She should have been deeply impressed by her sudden change of expression and panicked movements.

Ning Ran didn't understand why the person in front of her kept looking like they hadn't seen each other for a long time. He just shook her hand and said, "Hello."

"Do we know each other?" Ning Ran then asked pretending to be confused, but also kept an eye out, acting with her to see what she was doing.

However, Ning Ran's question made the girl stunned for a moment. It seemed that she did not expect that she had really forgotten to meet him. She introduced herself: "I am Shao Zitong. I had a misunderstanding with you in the hospital before and lived there for a while.

Girl from the Ning family, don’t you remember?”

She curved her lips and said with an understanding look on her face: "It seems that noble people tend to forget things, but it doesn't matter if they don't remember. Now that we meet again, we will treat it as getting to know each other again."

"I remember that you seem to be a few minutes older than me, so I'll call you 'sister', which is also cordial."

When Ning Ran heard these words, she always felt that there was something smelling in the air, because the students at the same stage were all older than her, and she had never been called "sister" by anyone. For this reason, she just pretended to be impressed.

Yes, he smiled back.

Sitting on the sofa seat on the other side, Ning Ran couldn't say a few words the whole time. In short, she knew that the last time she saw Miss Shao Zitong at Hesong Media, it was because she signed a contract with Hesong Media as an online singer.

, to be able to achieve what she has achieved today, she is also grateful to Ning Xiangchen, who has raised her for a period of time, so she came here specifically to visit tonight.

Ning Ran didn’t believe it.

The more Shao Zitong and Ning Xiangchen chatted animatedly, the more images of Shao Zitong looking at her guiltily appeared in her mind.

Shao Zitong was afraid of Ning Xiangchen, otherwise he wouldn't have shown that look in his eyes.

But if he was so anxious to escape Ning Xiangchen back then, why is he rushing to appear in front of Ning Xiangchen now?

Could this be the legendary...seeking abuse?

Ning Ran didn't understand.

When Shao Zitong left, Ning Xiangchen's smile immediately dropped. He stood at the door. Ning Ran had just come out of the restaurant after eating a bowl of porridge, and happened to hear him sarcastically saying to himself: "He's just a low-class kid."

Singer, what qualifications do you have to show off to me?"

Ning Ran glanced at the voice's back, thought for a moment, and went upstairs.

…

Song Enen occupies the best spot in the night market, and thanks to her sharp tongue, all 999 roses were sold out.

In the park, the banyan trees are tall and straight, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the green leaves and casts light spots of varying shades on the ground. Song Enen is sitting on the stone bench, the smile on his face never stops, and he repeatedly counts the banknotes.

Ning Ran sat opposite her, a little worried about her mental state.

"You haven't had any financial difficulties lately, have you?"

Song Enen counted the money for the third time, which was the same as the previous two times, a total of 5,500 yuan.

She happily wanted to count from the beginning again, but Ning Ran's question immediately rang out.

Song Enen was so serious in her eyes that she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I didn't." She could only deny, "What do you think?"

"This is not my first time selling flowers, and the sales have been so good. Although I didn't make much money, I'm happy."

"Here, it's yours." Song Enen gave her four thousand, and Ning Ran could see this girl's tricks at a glance.

She knew that it was not easy for her and Ning Xiangchen to live under the same roof. A young lady didn't even have pocket money on weekdays, so she relied on the red envelopes from the New Year to survive until now.

well.

Ning Ran seemed to still be able to hear her sigh.

She wasn't as miserable as she thought.

"Take back five hundred yuan." Ning Ran took out five hundred yuan from the four thousand yuan and folded it on the small pile of money in front of her.

Song Enen would rather fight her for three hundred rounds than accept it. Just when he was about to push the money back, Ning Ran looked at her.

His eyes were not sharp, but over the years, Ning Ran always had a scary feeling when he became serious. Song Enen curled his lips and had no choice but to accept it.

Ning Ran stood up with satisfaction: "Then I'll go back to school first."

"Hey, why are you so anxious? Isn't the school right next to you? Why are you running to school these days when you don't have classes?" Song Enen trotted after her.

"Don't you remember the last time I signed up to dub an animated film? I've been so busy during this period because I'm preparing for the next stage of the campaign." Ning Ran replied, pinching her face, "Okay, I'll ask you another day when I'm free.

You eat."

Song Enen looked like there was no room for discussion: "No, no, no, don't try to bribe me with just one meal!"

"The two meals?"

Song Enen hesitated for half a second: "Impossible!"

Ning Ran had no choice but to use his trump card: "I remember that the birthday of one of your B-game male protagonists is coming soon. The limit is one thousand copies. My quick hands can help you grab Guan Zhou's birthday gift box."

Song Enen immediately changed his face, took two steps back and waved to her with a flattering smile: "Okay, bye, please be safe on the road."

Ning Ran: "..."

"..."

After parting ways with Song Enen, Ning Ran walked across the street and bought a pack in a small store that few people passed by. While opening the package, he took out a small pack and ate it when he saw a man walking into the drugstore not far away.

If he was a stranger, she wouldn't look twice at him, but even in the summer, she could recognize the man as Jing Nanxuan, wearing a simple T-shirt, a mask, and his hair was a little messy.

This time, maybe because he was too far away or because he was in a hurry to do something, he didn't catch her eyes immediately the next second like before.

Ning Ran bit into it and saw that the filling inside was strawberry flavored, but had lost its acidity and sweetness. She frowned and stood still for a while.

She looked again at the door of the store where Jing Nanxuan walked in.

It's a pharmacy, right.

He is sick?

Logically speaking, this seems to have nothing to do with her, but they know each other, right? She has helped her several times, and now she may be sick, and she has seen it, so why don't she care about her illness?

ungrateful.

Ning Ran bit her lip, and after some hesitation, she decided to go take a look.

However, she seemed to have been thinking for too long. Before she could take a few steps towards the pharmacy, Jing Nanxuan had already walked out with an extra bag in her hand.

The two met their eyes without any bias.

I don't know if the man's eyes were too sharp, but Ning Ran subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave.

"Ning Ran." In the end, Jing Nanxuan stopped him. His voice was a little muffled, as if he had a cold.

Ning Ran turned around and approached him, looked at his slightly tired and red eyes, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

She was in a daze, remembering the scene when they first met, and he felt that her concern was sympathy for his embarrassment.
Chapter completed!