The reborn princess turned around

Taking advantage of her break, Song Meien carefully observed Nan Ruochen's residence.

This small space actually carried so many things! At first glance, it could only be described as "oversaturated". Clothes, shoes, daily necessities... She wished she could help him pack them all, but she couldn't.

Don't know where to start.

Under the leadership of Nan Ruochen, she also visited the so-called warehouse.

In fact, there are musical instruments inside, a mountain of albums, and dazzling posters.

"Uh..." Song Meien thought for a moment. If this was her room, she would definitely, definitely, definitely collapse.

"Isn't it very messy? Living alone is really not as good as having someone to take care of you."

Suddenly he remembered that when he was the precious grandson of the family, these trivial things would be left to the servants, but now, he can only bear everything by himself. Although his parents will secretly provide him with some money, the money...

He spent most of it on donations, leaving only a small portion for himself.

A life of fine clothing and fine food was not what he really wanted, and there was nothing wrong with being as simple as he was now.

"Then why do you live alone, where are your parents?"

"They didn't support my band, so I simply moved out to avoid being restricted all the time." Nan Ruochen suddenly pointed to the poster on the wall. "Look, that's the Mysterious Forest that I admire most, my dream."

They were the ones who lit it."

Song Meien didn't know the person on the poster. Compared with Nan Ruochen, her passion for music was far from enough.

After drinking the two medicines, she felt that her throat was much better, but she didn't know which medicine had the effect. But...whatever, as long as it doesn't delay tomorrow's performance!

"Today's rehearsal was delayed, and I'm very nervous right now..." From the beginning, Song Meien felt uncomfortable. After thinking about it for a long time, she realized that it was because of nervousness. She didn't want to do anything she wasn't prepared for.

, if something goes wrong, not only will she be embarrassed, but even the ghost will be implicated.

"You have to believe in yourself, and you have to believe in us." Nan Ruochen smiled brightly. "Don't worry, the three of us are experienced in many battles."

"I hope so!"

"Are you hungry? I'll make you a bag of instant noodles!" Nan Ruochen paused and suddenly showed an embarrassed expression. "Well...I can only make this for now, so I'll make do with it."

"No, it's not too late to thank you!" Song Meien touched her growling stomach and swallowed at the same time.

Compared with her, who didn't even dare to touch a gas stove, Nan Ruochen was already much stronger!

After Nan Ruochen entered the kitchen, Song Meien sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. She pressed the remote control blindly, but she was thinking about a question in her mind.

She was thinking about the bottle of water that Su Xinya handed her.

Su Xinya went out alone with Song Jingnan, but on the way, Su Xinya came back and gave herself the bottle of drink.

But she clearly remembered that Xinya specifically said that she bought the bottle of water. Everything seemed very natural and there was no mistake. But... apart from the bottle of water, the things she had touched all day

, it is impossible to have the slightest connection with Song Jingnan.

Maybe she should keep the empty bottle.

However, before the onset of illness, who would think about it for no reason?

An inexplicable force prompted Song Meien to pick up the phone and dial Su Xinya's number.