Shining Stars: First Producer

At those times, the deep love between the two seemed to be still in sight, but when Lu Cheng came back to his senses, there was only a deserted room left around him.

A trace of complexity flashed through his heart quickly, Lu Cheng lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened, and after being quiet for a while, he asked softly, "I'm sorry to call you at this time, I wonder if I disturbed you?"

There was complete indifference in the words, as if there were no memories between the two of them, they were just ordinary strangers.

No, Song Moran smiled wryly in his heart, probably even strangers are much better than now.

The emotions in my heart became more and more complicated.Song Moran's expression also became more and more indifferent, his whole person was like an ice sculpture with no emotion, which made people feel intimidated unconsciously.

"You've already called," Song Moran said after a pause, his voice didn't fluctuate, but Lu Cheng couldn't help but smile wryly, not knowing how to respond.

Song Moran's cold attitude made Lu Cheng unconsciously stagnate. After a long silence, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I do have something to say."

Song Moran frowned slightly, with complicated emotions in his heart.

"Let's talk," Song Moran said softly, with a taste of cherishing words like gold.

He bit his lip lightly, and only let it go when the tender lips were congested and turned red. Lu Cheng could no longer bear his sarcastic remarks, and said expressionlessly, "I I have already moved out, and it is not very good for me to hold the key, so I want to ask how can I return it to you?"

Regarding this phone call, Song Moran thought about countless possibilities in his heart, whether Lu Cheng regretted leaving or couldn't bear the wandering outside, but he never thought that it was just for drawing a key.

Song Moran didn't speak for a long time, Lu Cheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows lightly, with a bit of doubt in his tone, "Why don't you speak?"

After the voice fell, Lu Cheng heard a faint laugh from the other side of the phone.

"Are you so eager to break up with me?" Song Moran asked, with no emotion in his voice.

Such questioning made Lu Cheng involuntarily stunned for a moment. Recently, he barely suppressed the tingling pain in his heart, and said nonchalantly, "Why do you like to joke so much recently? Don't we have nothing to do with each other long ago?"

Lu Cheng's expression was cold, and there was no emotion in his voice.

Song Moran could clearly feel the unstoppable anger in his heart. He knew clearly that he didn't want to hear these words, but just like what Lu Cheng said, the two of them had nothing to do with each other.

A trace of grief quickly flashed across the usually sharp eyes, which weakened the sharpness in those eyes, but made them look even more dark, as if they couldn't see through the light.

Raising his hand and rubbing his aching forehead, Song Moran took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Where do you live now? I'll ask Assistant Song to get it."

Lu Cheng hesitated for a while, and didn't speak for a long time, as if he was wondering whether he should tell Song Moran his current location.

Without hearing his voice, Song Moran was able to think clearly about his concerns, couldn't help but sneered, and said with a bit of sarcasm, "Are you so wary of me now? Don't worry, I won't What did you do to someone who has nothing to do with you?"

As soon as Song Moran finished speaking, two red clouds involuntarily appeared on Lu Cheng's cheeks, and he couldn't help but smile twice in his heart.

"You think too much, and it's not something shameful," Lu Cheng said indifferently, and unconsciously touched the rim of the glass with her fingers, "Quin."

Song Moran was sure that he had never been to this place, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he heard the name.

After repeating it twice in his heart, Song Moran unconsciously bent his fingers and tapped on the table twice, and said with a blank expression, "Wait."　
After saying this, he didn't understand Lu Cheng's reaction at all, so he hung up the phone neatly.

Song Moran's movements were too fast, and it wasn't until the regular busy tone started to come out from the phone that Lu Cheng slowly reacted.

"It's really broken in two now," Lu Cheng told himself with a smile, but the corners of his mouth were extremely stiff, like a puppet doll being forcibly pulled up.

After a while, Lu Cheng could no longer maintain this expression. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his face rudely. When he put his finger down, his face had returned to the expressionless expression.

Probably because her heart was ashamed, Lu Cheng's eyes were calm, and only the blinking of her eyelids from time to time made it clear that she was not a rigid statue.

"Kuin, go and check this place," Song Moran ordered with a blank face, with some irritability in his voice that he didn't realize.

Assistant Song's eyes flickered. Unlike Song Moran who only felt a little familiar, he quickly thought of where this place was.

Unconsciously dawdling on the spot for a while, Assistant Song's expression was a little tangled, and when Song Moran looked up, he saw his expression, and his brows raised involuntarily.

"Do you know this place?" It was a question, but Song Moran's tone was very firm.

Assistant Song opened his mouth and explained dryly, "Do you remember the shopping mall you visited a few days ago?"

Song Moran frowned, quickly rummaged through his memory, hesitated for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "Is it around there?"

Assistant Song nodded quickly, and added, "You can see the community from the corridor."

Speaking of this, Assistant Song couldn't help thinking of the familiar figure, and at the same time, couldn't help guessing about Song Moran's sudden thoughts.

His heart trembled twice, Assistant Song lowered his eyes, looked at his toes carefully, and made up his mind not to say much.

Song Moran never thought that there would be such a coincidence, and he couldn't help but wonder if Lu Cheng passed by him that day.

But soon Song Moran struggled out of this emotion, the emotion floating in his eyes was suppressed abruptly, leaving only firmness.

"You can go there tomorrow," Song Moran said blankly, and the frequency of finger tapping on the table was much faster.