Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

She hugged the quilt tightly, staring at the deep night outside the window, gently and gently between her eyebrows, and slowly climbed up to the light annoyance: "If there is no impulse that day, ask Su..."

Speaking of which, Song Qingchun sighed a little: "...Is it the person I'm looking for, that's it?"

Even though he said so cruel to her that day, she didn't even call him "Su perverted" when she came to her lips.

"In that case, I can do the same as he used to trouble me to pick me up and go to get off work, and trouble him to take me to the company..."

"But now..."

Song Qingchun slowly closed her eyes, and her lips squeezed silently for a while, and there was no sound.

...Now, she knows his goodness and is pitiful to her, and her self-esteem will never allow her to trouble him again.

Song Qingchun found that she felt the dull pain again in her heart. It was very subtle but very dense. Her breathing stopped and stopped.

The night is quiet, she only cares about the sadness, but never realizes why she is so sad.

She has so many friends to trouble, but why is she sad because she can't trouble him?

-

"Not afraid, not afraid, Song Qingchun, not afraid, not afraid, don't be afraid..."

Su Zhinian leaned gently on the leather-style European sofa and listened to Song Qingchun's slightly muffled murmur as he buried his head in the futon, staring at a modern wind floor lamp in front of the left , Became a bit erratic.

At the beginning, he counted how many times she said "Don't be afraid". At the end, he couldn't count until he said something with regret and regret: "In that case, I can Just as he had trouble picking me up and going to work, he took me to the company..." His heart suddenly seemed to be gripped by something, and he couldn't breathe when he was hurt.

His cruel and ruthless words that day completely prevented her from approaching him.

That kind of beauty, like a flash in the pan, is still withering after all.

Her sentence "Su Zhinian, can trouble you...", he hadn't heard enough, and he couldn't hear it again.

In fact, he shouldn't be sad, after all, this is the situation that he caused by his own hands, and also the situation he hopes to get the most and sees.

But he still couldn't help being sad. He was so hopeful that she could be troubled all her life.

But he knew that after the story came to an end, the person next to her would not be him after all.

-

The next day, Song Qingchun was awakened by the alarm. She got up, washed herself, went downstairs to prepare breakfast, and when she went upstairs to call Su Zhinian for dinner, it was exactly seven o'clock, her free time.

Song Qingchun knocked on the door and stood in front of the door, saying, "Breakfast is ready."

It was quiet behind the door, and no one responded. She thought Su Zhinian had not yet awoke and went back to her bedroom.

She didn't even think about going far, so she just took her wallet and mobile phone, stuffed it in her bag, and left the bedroom again.

Before going downstairs, she also put a small note on Su Zhinian's bedroom door.

Song Qingchun stood at the entrance and wore a pair of high-heeled shoes first, but thinking that it is still early, the mall and supermarket have not opened the door, the only place she can go is the garden behind the community, so she changed a pair of flat shoes , Thinking that I can go running there.