The moment the phone was turned on, a lot of unread messages and calls flooded in.

There are also various pushes.

"Su Xia is playing a big game."

"Well-known critics criticized Su Xia for lack of quality."

"Su Xia's first live show overturned."

Etc., etc.

She pursed her lips and opened WeChat first, ignoring it. The message that Mom and Dad Su should not worry was sent a few seconds later, and they returned the message.

Apparently he's been watching.

However, after chatting with Su Xia for a while, he really didn't worry much.

She looked at the unread messages with relief, went back one by one, and finally opened the missed call.

Gu Yu's Han Yue's was the first one who made good friends in other crews.

Lu Jingyao's.

At that moment, her hand holding the phone froze.

Su Xia stood up abruptly from the sofa, startling Xue Ming'an.

"what happened to you."

She hurried to the balcony: "I'll go make a phone call."

Every second of the sound of "dududu" seemed to be as long as a century. Su Xia bit her nails, her eyebrows drooped, and cold sweat broke out from her palms.

When the call was connected, she instantly raised her eyes and shouted sweetly, "Brother!"

There seemed to be a meal over there. For a moment, Lu Jingyao came in a soft voice, and lengthened the end, as if he was petting: "Well."

Su Xia was on her heart all day, and her breathless mood disappeared in this voice: "What are you doing, are you coming back tomorrow?"

She was inexplicably a little aggrieved, the sour feeling spread from the bottom of her heart to the tip of her nose, and the words in her heart blurted out unconsciously: "I miss you brother."

"..." Lu Jingyao seemed to be stunned.

"Qianqian." The man finally said softly, "Come to the stairwell."

Su Xia was a little confused.

She snorted. Although she was a little unclear, she still obediently walked from the balcony to the door: "Okay."

Xue Mingan opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say anything for a while, letting her go.

So many scolding, so many out of context, so many rumors, no one will get used to it, the habit of speaking is just to comfort themselves and the people next to them.

Some people say that public figures should accept such different voices, because not everyone will like you at all.

But abuse, rumors, and trumped-up charges were all placed on one person's head. Why should they accept the malice brought by those people?

In front of public figures, they are just ordinary people.

There is no way to say this kind of thing, and in the end, they can only swallow it by themselves, and take every step cautiously and cautiously.

The hallway was silent.

Su Xia slowly walked to the stairs with her mobile phone in her hand. She carefully looked at the mobile phone that was still in the call, and said hesitantly, "Brother?"

"Well, come down."

The voice in the receiver rang at the same time as the voice in the corridor.

Su Xia's mind seemed to have stopped working at this moment. She walked down the stairs a few steps in a panic, and a tall figure appeared in her eyes.

Familiar eyebrows, clear and angular outlines, and black eyes as black as ink, the moment she saw her, she was like the starlight flowing in the Milky Way, and it was instantly filled with softness.

Lu Jingyao put down the hand holding the phone, opened his arms slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Qianqian, come here."

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