Song Lan caressed the weak candlelight through the glass, but only felt a wet and cold hand.
She twitched her lips in a self-deprecating tone, retracted her hand, and looked towards the rain curtain.
There is nothing to be nostalgic about. After all, the proposal was just a show played by He Chaozhi to set up a trap. I'm afraid he didn't have the slightest sincerity in his heart.
When the rain stopped, Song Lan ran back to the original bakery.
When the store manager learned that she had undergone surgery, he didn't say anything and waved her back to work.
Song Lan skillfully recruited these customers, and a few days later, she received a call from Qin Sheng.
"Song Lan, I heard that you were fired by Fanyue?"
Unexpectedly, Director Qin Sheng would call him personally. Song Lan pursed her lips and said softly: "Yes..."
Qin Sheng was silent for a while and said: "I can't help you about this. I've asked before. You were fired not because you didn't do your job well, but because someone secretly tampered with it. It's impossible to let you go back."
Yes, Haifeng is on his way to find you. I have been unable to escape in the team recently, so I asked him to apologize to you for me. If you need any help, just tell Haifeng."
The Qin family had helped him a lot, and now Qin Sheng asked Qin Haifeng to apologize to him personally, which Song Lan couldn't bear.
"Director Qin, how can this be done? You have already helped me a lot by giving me a job opportunity. I really don't need to apologize."
"It's because I didn't think carefully that I made you suffer this injustice. Haifeng should have arrived already, so let's not talk about it for now. I've started filming here. If you need anything, call me again. Song Lan..."
There was a lot of noise on the other end of Qin Sheng, it must be the actors entering the scene and getting ready for filming.
Song Lan tightened his sleeves and suddenly heard a man's clear voice coming from behind: "Song Lan, are you off work?"
Song Lan turned around and saw Qin Haifeng standing outside the bakery, wearing a mask and baseball cap, waving to her from a distance.
Song Lan put down her phone helplessly. She didn't expect Qin Haifeng to come so quickly.
After get off work, Song Lan changed her clothes and walked out of the bakery. Qin Haifeng handed her a cup of hot milk tea: "I'll take you wherever you want to go."
Song Lan lowered his head and bit the straw: "Go to a nursing home."
Qin Haifeng suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, your father is in a nursing home. The five hundred thousand in the suitcase last time was also used to pay for your father's medical expenses, right?"
The last time Song Lan passed out in Qin Haifeng's car, he took him back to Qin's house and stayed there for two days. The suitcase worth 500,000 yuan was safely placed beside her bed, not missing a penny.
It was also that time that Qin Haifeng realized that Song Lan's life experience was so pitiful.
"I'm sorry about your dismissal..."
While driving, Qin Haifeng kept his father's instructions in mind and apologized to Song Lan.
Song Lan waved his hands quickly, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his fair face: "I told Director Qin that you don't need to apologize to me."
Qin Haifeng touched his nose and laughed: "I also think that apologizing is too high-level, but I have to do something to compensate you, let me think about it."
The two people arrived at the sanatorium soon.
Qin Haifeng followed Song Lan to the ward.
Song Lan skillfully took off his coat, fetched hot water, and wanted to help Song's father scrub.
She lost her high-paying job in the studio and had no money to hire a caregiver. She did all these things herself when she came back from work every day.
Qin Haifeng saw her lifting Father Song's upper body with difficulty alone, and his eyes flashed with unbearable anger. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to hold his hand.
"Song Lan, let me do it. I have taken care of my bedridden grandfather before, and I can do it."
"No, no, how can this be done?" Song Lan was stunned for a moment and quickly refused.
She was already very grateful to Qin Haifeng for sending her to a nursing home, but Qin Haifeng actually helped her take care of Song's father.
Qin Haifeng was born in a literary and artistic family. He became famous at a young age and is a well-known idol singer...
Song Lan was really shocked by his actions.
Qin Haifeng skillfully turned Song's father over, grabbed the towel, and wiped Song's father's shoulders and back.
The handsome young man has straight facial features, red lips and white teeth, and a sharp tiger tooth is exposed when he smiles. No wonder he captured the hearts of thousands of girls as soon as he debuted.
"Oh Song Lan, aren't we friends? Don't be polite to me. If you are polite, you don't treat me as a friend?"
Song Lan was robbed of his towel and his job.
The whole figure looked like a dazed white rabbit standing in the snow, with a red nose and watery eyes, extremely confused.
Although she knew that Qin Haifeng had a good personality and was not as withdrawn and indifferent as the outside world rumored, but if Qin Haifeng's fans saw their idol looking so IKEA and comfortable... I'm afraid they would be shocked, right?
After a while, the two of them worked together to put Song's father back on the bed.
Song Lan quickly washed the towel and washbasin, and then took Qin Haifeng to the deserted corridor.
Qin Haifeng rested one elbow on the railing and looked at Song Lan with a smile: "Do you have anything you want to tell me when you come out to me?"
Song Lan stared at his dark and flying eyes, hesitated again and again, and said in a low voice: "Haifeng, I know you treat me as a friend, but I'm not worthy of your concern. You can help me casually. I've already let you."
I'm very grateful, and I'll really feel bad if I trouble you again."
Qin Haifeng's smile faded by two points.
His quiet and direct gaze made Song Lan feel a little restless: "Song Lan, I didn't want to say it so soon, but after thinking about it, I still need to let you know... I'm not so nice to everyone."
"I'm nice to you because I like you."
The sudden confession shocked Song Lan.
Although she had already had a premonition, her heart still tightened when she heard Qin Haifeng say it himself.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on the tip of Qin Haifeng's nose unconsciously.
He stared at Song Lan with bright eyes and said with a smile: "Song Lan, can you be my girlfriend? My father and my mother like you very much. After you left the Qin family, my mother always mentioned you.
Say you are strong..."
"Qin Haifeng——"
Song Lan suddenly spoke, her pale lips pursed again and again, her voice gentle and distant.
"Thank you for liking me, but I don't deserve your love. I'm not a good person. Everyone in Night City knows that I have ulterior motives for approaching He Chaozhi. Being with me will only cause unnecessary trouble for you."
"You are very good. You are so good. You should find someone who loves you instead of wasting it on me."
Song Lan raised her long and slender neck, looked at Qin Haifeng warmly and sincerely and said.
People like her are not expected or blessed from birth.
If Qin Haifeng is involved in this unlucky life, it would be too unfair to Qin Haifeng...
Qin Haifeng's eyes widened and he said nothing.
After a long time, he burst into laughter: "Song Lan, I thought you should be very comfortable with feelings. Why are you whiter than a blank sheet of paper?"
