Now he saw that she had been silent for a long time, and did not speak, and from the expression on her face, it seemed that she was doubting and struggling with something......

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and then raised his head again pretending to be calm, breaking Song Qingchun's contemplation: "The clothes seem to have been washed." ”?

Song Qingchun came back to his senses, and before he could speak, Su Zhinian said lightly: "It's not early, I should also rest." ”

He didn't really want to let her go so early, but he couldn't read her heart, and if she was testing him later, if he answered something wrong, it would only make her already suspicious, and her suspicion would be even heavier.

He could never let her know that he was the one she had been looking for......

Song Qingchun could hear that Su Zhinian's meaning was to chase away customers.

Although she still has a lot of questions and doubts in her heart, she hasn't cleared them up yet, let alone asked Su Zhinian when she opens her mouth.

Now that he proposed to rest, she couldn't think about it at his home, so she suppressed all the insoluble mysteries in her heart for the time being, said "I'll take a look", and then got up and walked out of the study.

……

Song Qingchun changed his clothes, and before going upstairs to say goodbye to Su Zhinian, he brought him a cup of warm water and reminded him to take medicine.

Su Zhinian nodded his head, but did not do as she said, but also stood up: "I'll send you." ”

"No need." Song Qingchun hurriedly shook his head: "You're not in good health yet, it's better to rest early, I've already called a car, and I'll be there soon." ”

Song Qingchun was afraid that Su Zhinian insisted on sending it, so he added: "I'll send you a text message when I get home." ”

Su Zhinian was not because Song Qingchun insisted on compromising, but because his fever always receded and went high, high and retreated, over and over again, and he was afraid that something would happen to him driving in such a tired state, so he agreed.

……

Although Su Zhinian didn't drive Song Qingchun, he still put on a dress and sent her to the car.

When Song Qingchun said goodbye to him, there was a faint reluctance in his heart.

Because she had been chatting with him for so long, she was in a much lighter and happier mood, and gradually began to decline, and as she became farther and farther away from her home, her mood became more and more dull.

Back at Song's house, Song Qingchun lay on the bed, and when he habitually picked up his mobile phone to play, his first thought was to send Su Zhinian a text message of "I'm home", and then went to click on Weibo.

Her mobile phone has obviously turned on the text message prompt, but when she is browsing those hot news, she will return to the desktop from time to time to see if the text message has come in for new messages.

After about five minutes, I didn't receive a reply from Su Zhinian.

Song Qingchun didn't even have the interest to read Weibo, and even with her who hadn't rested all night, her sleepiness dissipated.

She kept tossing and turning on the bed, picking up her phone from time to time to glance, and just as she sat up from the bed irritably, ready to go to the balcony to breathe, the phone rang.

Song Qingchun almost threw herself on the bed, grabbed the mobile phone, and when she saw that it was indeed a text message from Su Zhinian, the corners of her lips suddenly curved.

"Go to bed early."

The content of Su Zhinian's reply was as concise as the text messages she sent in the past, all of which were four characters.