Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

While brushing her teeth, she picked up her cell phone and lied to Su Zhinian's "Good Night" message last night: "I fell asleep last night, I just saw it today."

When Song Qingchun had breakfast, he received Su Zhinian's reply: "Wake up?"

"Um..." Song Qingchun typed a word, thought about it and wanted to delete it, and then took a picture of breakfast, sent it to Su Zhinian, and then attached a text: "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, wait to eat."

"What to eat?"

...

The relationship between the two people was gradually drawn closer.

Song Qingchun didn't mention the issue of clarifying the relationship, and Su Zhinian didn't mention it anymore. The strange road at that time was turned over by two people's heart.

At the beginning, Song Qingnian and Su Zhinian only contacted by SMS.

Later, at the command of Song Menghua, Song Qingchun went to pay back the 100 million yuan that Su Zhinian had injected into Song's enterprises. The two met for the first time after Su Zhinian became ill.

With the first meeting, Song Qingchun wanted a second time, so she was inspired by Song Menghua to send herself a check, and racked her brains to find a new excuse to meet Su Zhinian.

Then there was the third meeting, the fourth meeting...until later, she went to see him, and she didn't even need an excuse.

Song Qingchun never thought about why she wanted to see Su Zhinian. She just followed her heart, and when she wanted to see it again and again, she went to see it.

But she doesn't think about it, it doesn't mean she won't understand it in her life.

She understood why she wanted to see Su Zhinian frequently. It was a Friday. When she woke up in the morning, the weather was a bit cloudy. Song Qingchun habitually picked up her mobile phone and gave Su Zhinian the "Good Night" sent last night. After returning a message, I lazily got out of bed to wash.

Su Zhinian was very busy this day. Except for sending text messages in the morning and Song Qingzheng more frequently, it would only take a long time to reply during the day, and even did not return her message for two hours at noon.

Compared with Su Zhinian's busyness, Song Qingchun is extraordinarily free today. In the morning, she played a game in the office for a while. She slept on the table at noon for two hours and went to Taobao for an hour in the afternoon. Need to leave the company to do it, but it took less than an hour and a half, everything is done.

It was half past five, and I drove back to the company. It was estimated that I had arrived at the office before I arrived at the company. Song Qingchun simply drove home.

When passing Nanluogu Alley, Song Qingchun thought that there was a cake he loved to eat, so he parked the car on the side of the road and walked into the alley with his wallet.

There were a lot of people in the cake shop, and it was the turn of Song Qingchun after waiting for about ten minutes.

Song Qingchun’s usual bank card was placed in the third position from top to bottom of her wallet. She did not notice that she had drawn the wrong card. When she entered the password, she was informed twice that the password was incorrect. Only then did she realize that something was wrong, and the bank card was returned from Miss Cashier's hand, only to discover that she was actually drawing the black card that Su Zhinian had given her.

Song Qingchun returned to the car, and instead of anxiously starting the car, he opened his wallet and stared at Su Zhinian's card.

Su Zhinian had gone a few days ago, and she hadn't seen him for nearly a week. He returned to Beijing last night...