After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

Chapter 69 Choose me
Cheng Xuran sent her away, relieved and in a dilemma.

What to do, rent or not?
Renting a house is indeed too expensive, when can I buy a suite!
Xu Zhi suggested that she find another place to live. After all, this address had been picked out by Duan Yunming's fans and it was not safe, but she could not find a good place for a while.

Xu Zhizhi Zhizhi: [Why don't you share the rent with someone to save money hahaha...]

Lifelike: [. 】

With such a sensitive profession as a celebrity, Cheng Xuran didn't dare to share a house with others. Forget it, there are still three months left, let's talk about it.

She forgot to draw the curtains. The lights in the bedroom were very bright. Cheng Xuran walked to the window and was about to close the curtains when she glanced down inadvertently and happened to catch the eyes of a man in black.

Tall and thin, wearing a mask.

The figure is very familiar.

From a distance, the two seemed to be looking at each other for a few seconds.

The man's eyes were unblinking, revealing a deep and frenzied texture, like a turbulent and long night. Cheng Xuran felt a chill rise from his tailbone, and his fingertips froze, motionless.

She was sure he was watching her.

The landlady walked out of the unit building, twisting her waist and looking like a lady.

The wind rustled.

The man turned around and left in the direction of the landlady.

They are together?

Cheng Xuran was really confused. Just in case, she called her aunt, but the other party didn't answer the call. She was very arrogant.

She frowned and could no longer see their figures through the glass windows of the tall building. She closed the curtains and still felt uncomfortable in her heart.

She called the security guard and said she saw a mysterious man leaving with a lady. She was scared and asked him to go and have a look.

Until the enthusiastic voice of the security guard echoed in my ears, the phone had already been hung up, and the chill followed.

Cheng Xuran took out a bottle of red wine that had been preserved for a long time from the wine cabinet, opened it, had a drink or two, and warmed up her body temperature again.

The pink notebook was turned on, and all the data was intact. She guessed that Song Yanqing had not seen the photo, so that was fine.

There is a movie in the notebook, an old movie, which was released in the United States in [-]. Cheng Xuran often watches the end quietly by herself, mutes the phone, enjoys and is lonely.

The main character in the movie speaks lines she has seen a thousand times.

"Choose me. Marry me. Let me make you happy."

She sat on the sofa and opened WeChat under the influence of wine.

[someone]
His chat box reappeared in the above position after two years.

The cries I heard in the hospital during the day still echoed in my ears, as if that year after school, the teenager took her to the hospital on a bicycle, holding the checklist in his hand to help her, with a clear and calm voice: "Don't cry. Will it work? Cheng Xuran."

But she used him...

Cheng Xuran bit her little finger, clicked on the transfer page, and entered the amount, 10 yuan.

confirm.

send.

She threw away her cell phone, fell asleep, and lay on the sofa watching a movie. When she woke up again, it was about ten o'clock in the evening. After being drunk, Cheng Xuran recalled what she had done:? ? !

She sat up from the sofa all of a sudden, her long hair fluttering in messy arcs in the air, her almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief, and she picked up the phone with some trembling fingers and opened WeChat.

It’s over.

He returned.

After she transferred the money, she got back quickly.

It's just that she was half asleep at that time and didn't hear the notification sound.

Someone: [? 】

So-and-so: [Why, do female celebrities still learn from others to play the unspoken rules? 】

(End of this chapter)