In the end, despite Song Xingran's reluctance, Lu Qingchen still stayed.

Song Xingran always felt that he was too soft-hearted towards Lu Qingchen.

But it can't be helped, she likes him.

It's just that the two of them have been alone in a room like this, and they haven't been since they broke up.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

After Song Xingran finished taking a bath, he wrapped himself tightly.

There is no way, even if I want to reconcile with him and forget about the past, I still have fear of him in my heart.

There's no way to do it as if nothing happened.

Fortunately, this bed was big enough, and Song Xingran was very cautious to lie on the edge of the bed, keeping a safe distance from him.

"Okay, let's sleep."

Her tone was a little cramped, obviously, nervous.

Lu Qingchen saw that she was guarding her guard and kept such a distance from herself, her eyes darkened, and she said lightly: "Dye, I won't touch you." ”

Song Xingran was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Lu Qingchen on the other side of the bed.

He said angrily, "I know." ”

If she didn't trust him, she would have kicked him out.

When Lu Qingchen heard her say this, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Song Xingran pulled the quilt over, turned sideways, turned his back to him and said, "Sleep." ”

Lu Qingchen looked at her, his eyes sank.

"Hmm."

His deep voice rang out, mellow and hoarse.

Subsequently, the lights were turned off.

He has been suffering from insomnia for a long time, and it is difficult to fall asleep every night, but now that she is by her side, smelling her breath, she is more at ease.

Lu Qingchen closed his eyes lightly, his dyeing and dyeing can be like this is already the limit, he can't ask for anything more.

The two of them lay on the bed like this, neither of them made any extra movements, as if they could only hear each other's breathing.

Song Xingran was originally very vigilant.

But I don't know if it's because of habit, and after a while, her eyelids began to fight.

I fell asleep before I knew it.

Listening to her shallow breathing, Lu Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be something jumping in his dark pupils.

He turned over and carefully took Song Xingran, who was already asleep, into his arms.

Song Xingran slept in a daze, feeling someone's touch and a familiar breath, which made her feel at ease.

Like a kitten, he arched in his arms, then found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and stared at the girl in his arms, although he couldn't see her appearance clearly, but ......

She's in his arms, that's enough.

He kissed her forehead softly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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When Song Xingran woke up the next day, Lu Qingchen had already left, and the other side of the bed had already lost his temperature.

She knew that he was usually busy, and it had become a habit to wake up early.

So, although I was a little depressed in my heart, I still chose to forgive.

But last night, when did she fall asleep?

The heart is so big.

It really shouldn't be.

She picked up her mobile phone to check the time, and saw the message Lu Qingchen sent her.

Lu Qingchen: Last night was very good.

In just four words, it made Song Xingran's face red.

Why are you talking so ambiguously?

Last night was just a good night's sleep.

Lu Qingchen really looked indifferent, and his words were concise and to the point, but he was so sultry.

Song Xingran didn't reply, and glanced at the uneaten cherries on the table.

It was a little wilted, but she still took one and stuffed it into her mouth.

The taste of the cherries has not changed.

Same as Lu Qingchen.

Sweet and sour, always make people want to stop.