Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

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Song Qingchun listened to the beeping sound on the phone, some unbelievably took the phone to the front, confirmed it twice, before I could believe that Su Zhinian had really called.

"What a cool play, so anxious to hang up the phone, rude..." Song Qingchun pouted, mumbled, and put the phone aside, stretched out, and moved a little because she didn't sleep for two days in a row Well, I can’t hold my body lying on my desk at noon to make up for sleep.

Although he just threw her six words "Make oatmeal at night", it made her feel unhappy since last night. She even hummed and turned on the computer to deal with today. No work at all.

Halfway through the processing, Song Qingchun got up and went to the pantry to make a cup of coffee for himself. He came back and sat on the office chair holding the coffee happily. While drinking, he also picked up his mobile phone and stared at the top of the call record. The name glanced a few times.

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It seems that he was too nervous, but it was just a dream... Besides, the police station didn't call me that day and said that the courier brother had confessed everything?

Su Zhinian held the phone, meditated for a moment, and then threw his coat on the sofa beside him, walked back to the desk, entered the computer password, and continued to process an email that had not been resolved for a day. After ten minutes of treatment, his eyelids jumped violently again, and his already calm heart began to panic again, and this time the situation was stronger than before, and the heartbeat was unbelievably fast, like Will burst out at any time.

Su Zhinian stopped working, raised his hand and pressed his eyelids that had been jumping, and the dream he had just dreamed appeared again in his mind.

Even though I was on the phone with her and knew she was fine, why did you still feel so bad?

Su Zhinian's eyebrows could not help but wrinkled, and even the corners of her lips became tight.

Where is the problem?

Su Zhinian thought for a long time, but did not figure out what was wrong, but the mood was as bad as in the morning. He could not calm down and go to work. Finally, he left work early and returned home.

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At night Su Zhinian dreamed again.

Like what I dreamed about in the office at noon, the picture at the beginning was very beautiful, and Song Qingchun's smiling face made him intoxicated.

But at the warmest moment, the picture reversed.

This was Su Zhinian’s dream this time. It wasn’t that Song Qingchun’s inexplicable body began to bleed, but that she was standing on a very empty road without even noticing that a car behind her was rushing towards her. Come.

Standing on the side of the road, he saw this scene, waved at her, shouted as hard as possible, and reminded her to avoid, but she seemed to have lost her hearing and stood quietly, looking at him. Not moving.

Seeing the car was about to hit her, he rushed at her without thinking.

There was a clear distance between him and her, but I didn’t know what happened. When the car was about to hit her body, he suddenly reached out his hand and pushed her away, and then felt that he was the whole The man was hit by a car, and in the air, he saw her pushed by him and fell on the road, and then he fell heavily on the hard ground.