It was as if she was walking on a tightrope.
Xia Ling herself was not a very kind person.
She was paranoid, petty, and vengeful... ...
This character met a man who fell in love with another woman. She was definitely a vicious supporting actress.
But if she really became a vicious supporting actress, then it would probably be the end of the world for the male and female protagonists.
*
In the night wind, Xia Ling looked seriously at Su Ziyan, and the corners of her lips curled up.
"Su Ziyan, if you really like me, then... come and chase me? "
Even if she had confessed first, now that she had wanted to let go, it had become that he did not want to let go.
Xia Ling said, "I'll give you a three-month probation period. If you perform well, I'll let you become a full-time employee. How about it? Su Ziyan, are you confident? "
Her smile was bright and beautiful, but her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Su Ziyan could see that she was ambiguous.
He said that he liked her, but the girl did not seem to believe him.
"Okay, then we'll do as you say. " Su Ziyan raised his hand, and his slender hand landed on the top of the girl's head and rubbed it.
Her long hair fell on her shoulders, and the end of her hair was slightly wet.
Su Ziyan: "If you don't blow dry your hair, it's easy to catch a cold when you fall asleep. "
He held her hand and brought her back to the corridor.
There was a fixed hairdryer on the wall of the corridor.
Xia Ling: "Ziyan, blowing your hair too dry is not good for the quality of your hair. "
"Not blowing it dry is not good for you, " Su Ziyan said lightly.
He picked up the hairdryer and helped Xia Ling blow dry her long hair bit by bit. That jet-black long hair was slightly hard, and it was heavy in his hand like a top-quality Satin.
The girl's body and hair were mixed with a faint rose fragrance.
Su Ziyan seemed to be surrounded by this fragrance. In the dark corridor, he kissed her.
The man's slender fingers brushed against her lips.
Looking at her slightly crimson cheeks, he kissed the corner of her lips again.
"Good night, my Xia Xia. "
"Good night. " Glancing at him, Xia Ling moved away from him and quickly entered the room.
Xia Ling calmed down in the bedroom for a while.
She lay on the bed, took her phone, tapped on the screen, and logged into Meng Xia's wechat.
Next door
She was sleeping with Su Ziyan.
Meng Xia and Su Ziyan had spent so much time together, but Meng Xia did not have Su Ziyan's wechat friend.
She clearly knew that Su Ziyan's phone number was his wechat.
Xia Ling hesitated for a moment.
Ding Dong.
Su Ziyan, who was separated by a wall, had a telepathic connection with her and applied for a wechat friend request.
Xia Ling curved her lips and happily accepted the friend request.
[ you have added Yan. You can start chatting now. ]
Su Ziyan's profile picture was a corridor of a hospital. The pure white corridor was sprinkled with the morning sun.
It looked like the corridor where the original owner's confession was rejected?
Xia Ling could not help but purse her lips.
LITTLE SUNSHINE OF SUMMER: [ brother! / Rose ]
Yan: [ yes. I remembered something important. ]
Little Sunshine of summer: [ what? ]
Yan: [ wake up early tomorrow. I'll call you. Let's go for a morning run. ]
MORNING RUN ~
Little Sunshine of summer: [ Can I not go? I'm not feeling well. ]
Yan: [ see you tomorrow. I'll knock on your door at six. If you don't get up, I'll go in alone. ]
With such a gentle and forceful tone, Xia Ling could imagine Su Ziyan's indifferent but somewhat dangerous look.
Go in by myself... ...
He had the key to her room. It was so early in the morning, and he had entered her room just like that. It was definitely not as simple as asking her to get up.
Little Sunshine of summer: [ okay, okay, okay. I got it. I'll get up. / aggrieved ]
Yan: [ good night. ]
Little Sunshine of summer: [ good night. ]
After saying good night, Xia Ling clicked on Su Ziyan's profile picture and entered his moments.
Su Ziyan's circle of friends kept the background picture in its original state.
None of them were cleaner than Xia Ling's face.
*
After thinking for a while, Xia Ling turned on the bedroom light and looked at her slender and fair hands. She found the background and took photos for a long time.
She adjusted the filter of the picture and confirmed that she was beautiful.
She sent a message.
[ I'm very happy today. ]
Her Fair hands made L, O, V, e gestures. There were filters and a corner of the bedroom with a white, rich, and beautiful background.
Such a subtle display of affection soon caused a strong stir in Meng Xia's wechat moments.
Little Squirrel: [ what? Did you take him down? ]
Wang Xi: [99! 999! ]
Ke Yuan: [ AH? Is it what I think it is? ]
Xia Ling: ... ...
Among Meng Xia's friends, anyone who knew her well knew that she had a crush on Su Ziyan.
Xia Ling's wechat moments were not very tight. It was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples. Instantly, a lot of people left messages and wechat messages, asking if she and Su Ziyan had gotten along well?
In this day and age, people who had a crush on someone were always so high-profile. Did the entire wechat moments know about it?
Xia Ling originally wanted to show off their love in secret.
But now, it had become the scene of a car accident. Thinking of her post, it was very likely that Su Ziyan had also seen it.
Xia Ling felt a little guilty. She did not reply to the original owner's group of bad friends on Wechat. She first entered her wechat moments and swiftly... ... clicked to delete the post ...
A wall away.
Su Ziyan was replying.
Ke Yuan: [ AH? Is it what I think it is? ]
Yan: [ yes. ]
[ sorry, the status of your reply has been deleted. ]
Su Ziyan did not use his phone much. He felt around for a while before replying.
He saw the comments on Meng Xia's moments and recognized Ke Yuan's profile picture.
When he replied and clicked send, the status had been deleted.