Chapter 233 If There Is No Obsession, How Can You Be Young? (3)

Su Zhinian didn't make another sound, picked up the quilt and pillow that he had just stacked together, and walked out of the bedroom door.

Song Qingchun swallowed a mouthful of milk, and stopped suddenly. She watched Su Zhinian's movement of opening the bedroom door, and subconsciously wanted to speak, but accidentally choked herself and coughed.

Su Zhinian turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw Song Qingchun's small face flushed from coughing. She raised her finger and pointed to the quilt he was holding. She wanted to speak several times, but was blocked by coughing.

But after a while, Su Zhinian understood what she meant, stopped the steps that were going towards her, and took advantage of the warm yellow light in the bedroom to restrain the panic caused by her sudden cough, and then spoke in a calm tone Open to explain: "I'm going to sleep in the living room."

With that said, Su Zhinian opened the door, he took a step outside, as if thinking of something again, he stopped, he didn't turn his head to look at her in the room, the bright light of the living room shone on his face , making his skin flawless, his voice was softer than before, but with an indescribable sense of helplessness: "Just rest assured, I won't come in at night."

Just rest assured, I won't come in at night...

The tone of his words was exactly the same as when she woke up from a nightmare when he came to her bedroom and said "I will never touch you again" to her.

Song Qingchun's heart, which was relaxed because he just said to go to the living room to sleep, suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

She clearly felt that a part of her heart was shaking, and even the words came to her lips several times, but she pressed them back again.

She stared at his side face, her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just lowered her head gently, hugged the porcelain cup, and swallowed the milk in small mouthfuls.

Su Zhinian didn't speak any more, and walked out of the bedroom in a cool and cold manner, and closed the door behind him.

The light in the bedroom dimmed again. Song Qingchun drank the milk in one go, put the porcelain cup on the bedside table, lay on the bed, tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep, and finally turned sideways, hugging Laying on the quilt, staring at the closed door, biting her lower lip, it was obvious that he would not sleep on the same bed with her, which was what she wished the most, but her wish was fulfilled, why did she feel even more unhappy in her heart?

Also, has she just gone crazy? Even when he said that he would not come in at night, there was a slight pain in his heart, and there was even an impulse, an impulse that almost blurted out, the impulse to let him sleep on the bed...

Thinking of this, Song Qingchun became even more disturbed. He pulled up the quilt vigorously, covered himself tightly, and silently counted sheep to hypnotize him.

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The night is getting darker and quieter.

Song Qingchun was obviously very tired, but his brain was spinning non-stop, like a dream, but not like a dream. He dreamed of Song Chengmeng Qin Yinan, dreamed of Qin Yinan and dreamed of Su Zhinian. After a long time, Song Qingchun's consciousness gradually became blurred, but before he fell asleep completely, Song Qingchun suddenly heard a voice in his ear: "Tingting!"

The voice was very familiar and real, as if it was right next to his ears. Song Qingchun frowned while he was half asleep, and when his brows were about to relax, he heard "Tingting" again. This time the tone was more serious than before. Intense, as if it implied some pain, it made her heart twitch, and she opened her eyes.