After Rebirth, I and Idol Have HE [Entertainment Circle]

After leaving the dormitory door, An Rong's smile gradually faded.

Should she believe Xiao Yu?

Xiao Yu was sent by Xu Xiaodi’s father, probably for the purpose of monitoring Xu Xiaodi, or it would be somewhat helpful, but in this matter? If Xu Xiaodi from the previous life also liked her, why did Xu Xiaodi never say it for four years?

If Xiao Yu at that time also knew, why Xiao Yu also kept silent, and even stopped encouraging her to persist.

Why did Xu Xiaodi finally have a boyfriend?

There was too much confusion in her mind, and it turned into a paste. Kishi Rong stood under the shower, hot water washed over her body over and over, Kishi Rong frowned and wiped the water off her face.

An Rong is more willing to believe that what Xiao Yu said is true. After all, Xiao Yu has no reason to lie to her, but what role does Xiao Yu play in this?

If it is true, why did Xu Xiaodi hide it? If this life is because she said she has someone she likes, what about the previous life? Or is it that Xu Xiaodi from the previous life didn't like her?

An Rong was confused, not knowing who she should believe, she rushed absently, got out of the bathroom, and stood outside for a while before returning.

The sound of the guitar in the dormitory floated out, and An Rong hesitated at the door before pushing in.

Xu Xiaodi was sitting by the bed and playing the guitar. When An Rong came in, he paused with his fingers, and the brisk music disappeared.

"Why don't the hair blow?"

An Rong touched the tip of his dripping hair and said back to his senses: "Ah, forget it. Forget it, anyway, the hair dries quickly."

She hung the towel on her head and wiped it again, her hair curled up and sticking together one by one.

Xu Xiaodi knelt and sat up, holding An Rong's wrist and pulling him towards the bed.

An Rong followed her strength and leaned forward, looking down at Xu Xiaodi with a little puzzlement.

Xu Xiaodi took her wrist and raised his hand to take the towel that An Rong hung on her head, "Sit down, I'll wipe it for you."

An Rong was taken aback for a moment, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Xu Xiaodi knelt and sat behind her, eyes drooping, falling on An Rong's neck, white and slender, drops of water dripping from her hair, winding down, extending a moist water mark.

Xu Xiaodi's throat moved slightly, and her finger was tapped.

An Rong trembled slightly, his ears red.

Xu Xiaodi felt tight, and immediately covered her hand with the towel.

"...Your score is very cheerful." Xu Xiaodi pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Is it a sweet little love song?"

Knowing this topic, I didn't want to hear it, but Xu Xiaodi couldn't help but test it out and couldn't help but want to know more.

An Rong curled his lips, his head swayed by Xu Xiaodi, "Yes."

The corners of Xu Xiaodi's mouth were flattened.

An Rong turned his head, looked at Xu Xiaodi's arm, and said, "This is a secret."

Xu Xiaodi reached the front and pinched An Rong's chin and neck, and turned her head over, "Don't move."

An Rong smiled and swallowed.

The voice was muffled in his throat, shaking in the palm of Xu Xiaodi's palm.

Xu Xiaodi hurriedly put her hand back, rubbed the top of An Rong's head, and sneered, "Why do you have so many secrets? You are not old, and there are so many secrets."

"Not much, only one." An Rong grabbed Xu Xiaodi's hand, looked back at her and said, "There is only one secret. When you...find someone you like, I'll tell you."

The palm of his hand was chilly, Xu Xiaodi looked down and smiled and shook his head, "That's over, I will never know your secret."

An Rong looked at her deeply, twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, and whispered, "Really?"

Xu Xiaodi pulled out her hand, lowered her voice and said solemnly: "Did you forget? The company is not allowed to fall in love."

Xu Xiaodi said casually, but actually did not take this rule seriously. It is impossible for celebrities of this age not to fall in love. Contracts and requirements are just the company as a layer of insurance.

The moist hair tips hung loosely in front of the bank's forehead. The eyes below were like galaxies, looking at Xu Xiaodi quietly and brightly. With a smile, a hint of mischief appeared, and her calm smile scattered.

"I haven't forgotten." An Rong nodded and took the towel from Xu Xiaodi's hand, looked at her and said: "Life is a long time, I can wait, when you think about it, I will tell you this secret, absolutely not A secret that you will regret."

Xu Xiaodi's eyelids twitched, "Is it related to me?"

An Rong got up, much taller than Xu Xiaodi, looking down at her from top to bottom, with a deep, sly smile waiting for relief, "Related."

Xu Xiaodi frowned, "It has something to do with this song about you?"

An Rong nodded calmly, "It's related to all my songs."

Xu Xiaodi was full of doubts between her eyebrows. She and An Rong didn't know each other until they got here. There can be no secrets, right? And Kishiyong's song... Isn't it written for her crush? What does that have to do with her?

An Rong lowered his head to unfold the towel, then turned to hang it up.

When she came back, she saw Xu Xiaodi's suspicion and asked her incredulously: "Could it be that...we knew each other before?"

But she shouldn't. She has never been to An Rong's hometown, and An Rong has never been here. How could she have met?

An Rong shook his head.

Xu Xiaodi breathed a sigh of relief.

An Rong murmured, his voice curled on the tip of his tongue, "It's me before, not yours...that's fine."

"Huh?" Xu Xiaodi looked at her seriously and asked, "I didn't hear clearly."

An Rong sighed, looked at Xu Xiaodi and said, "I said, this is my secret, wait for you...I will tell you."

Wait for the right time in the future.

"I won't talk about that now." An Rong handed the guitar to Xu Xiaodi, climbed onto the bed and said, "Play it again and I will hear the effect."

Xu Xiaodi's doubts and curiosity were all aroused, but An Rong was like an irresponsible little bastard, and stopped talking when she started, making it difficult for her to ask too much.

"Bad thing!" Xu Xiaodi glanced at her, holding the guitar and said: "Listen."

An Rong looked at her with a smile, a look of pampering and arrogance.

When Xu Xiaodi saw her like this, her heart softened, she let go of everything, and played the guitar honestly.

An Rong looked at Xu Xiaodi's slender fingers and hummed to the melody. He quietly moved his gaze to Xu Xiaodi's face, staring at her in a daze, forgetting the tone.

Xu Xiaodi raised her head inadvertently, hitting the back of An Rong's eyes before he could take it back, the melody dropped a beat, and suddenly became empty.

Her eyes seemed to have a warm look. Xu Xiaodi didn't move away for a while, but smiled uncomfortably and asked, "Why look at me like this?"

She swiped her fingers on the strings at random.

"You look good." An Rong smiled at her with her knees. "Big eyes, double eyelids, facial features, look good everywhere."

The corners of Xu Xiaodi's mouth stretched tightly and then spread out again, and he glanced at An Rong with a smile.

"Not serious."

Her floating eyes looked like a small hook, and she caught An Rong easily.

An Rong grinned and showed a few neat teeth, squinting at Xu Xiaodi, "Look at you, why do you always say that I'm not serious? I didn't act on you either."

In order to conceal his guilty conscience, Xu Xiaodi glared at her bluffingly, "You moved your mouth."

An Rong let go of her knees, flexed her body forward, propped the bed and leaned over in front of Xu Xiaodi, a distance of ten centimeters from Xu Xiaodi, his gaze fell on Xu Xiaodi’s lips, looking at this fullness. Her red lips moved slightly uneasy, then raised her eyes to look at Xu Xiaodi, and said with a chuckle: "Huh? Why didn't I know I moved my mouth?"

Xu Xiaodi's heartbeat speeded up, and she had already noticed that something was wrong with An Rong tonight, but she couldn't tell why it was wrong, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.

She was just a little...changing heartbeat, being led by An Rong's every action and every action.

Xu Xiaodi once thought it was nothing, anyway, she wouldn't be with An Rong, just don't get along too much.

But when you think too much, the master of the heart can only follow passively, and can't control it at all.

"Don't make trouble." Xu Xiaodi suppressed her restless heartbeat, and raised his hand to push An Rong's shoulder with carelessness.

An Rong smiled and straightened up, changed his posture and sat leaning against the wall. He dragged the sound and said without sincerity: "Sister—just kidding, no trouble, no trouble."

Xu Xiaodi lowered his head and sighed secretly, and played it again. This time, he was serious and took note of the places that needed to be changed and the inspiration for the lyrics. Before his hair was dry and not sleepy, he climbed out of bed and wrote. Up.

Xu Xiaodi put the guitar in place, stood silently behind An Rong and glanced at it, then climbed onto the bed.

As soon as she covered the quilt, the light on the table was dimmed.

Xu Xiaodi looked at An Rong's back and said, "I haven't slept yet, it doesn't matter."

An Rong pressed the lamp down, gathered it on the paper under his hand, blocked the light in front of him, and said in a low voice, "You should go to bed. I'm fine, I can see it."

Xu Xiaodi usually goes to bed early, but now it is very late, and there is no sound or movement in the entire dormitory outside.

Xu Xiaodi turned sideways, looking at the back of An Rong's head down, smiled and frowned, "Don't use such dim light, be careful that your eyes are damaged."

The pen nib rustled on the paper, and An Rong said, "It's okay, you go to bed."

The voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect. Xu Xiaodi wasn't that sleepy at first, she was still thinking about something, but she closed her eyes and listened, and suddenly her consciousness gradually floated and slipped into her dream.

When An Rong finished writing, turned off the light and walked over, the figure raised on the bed remained motionless, and the quiet, even breathing around him gradually became clear.

An Rong squatted down and looked at Xu Xiaodi's sleeping face. She didn't know what dream she had. She frowned and worried.

An Rong sighed inwardly.

"What do you want me to do?"

This question was ambiguous with a sigh, not knowing whether it fell into the sleeping Xu Xiaodi's ears, making her frown even tighter.

An Rong thought, come on, why are you still like this when you fall asleep? You think more than when you are awake, can't you just be honest and do whatever you want?

In this way, I can walk into your heart smoothly and tell you my secrets quietly—in fact, I have loved you for a long time~ you care about me~