At that time, she didn't feel much, but she thought he was so busy, and sometimes he could talk on the phone for an hour or two...... But now, listening to his faintly familiar tone, she missed it very much in her heart.

Often when he is busy, she will entertain herself, either running in the gym or snuggling up on the sofa to catch up on the show...... It was life, in fact, it was very monotonous and boring when she thought about it, but she didn't know why, and now she really wanted to relive the old beauty at that time.

A faint loneliness surged up Song Qingchun's chest, and she stood at the door of the study for a long time, until Su Zhinian hung up the phone, then raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Enter." Soon, Su Zhinian's simple voice came from inside.

Song Qingchun pushed open the door, and as soon as he walked in, he saw Su Zhinian dialing another phone call to go out, probably because there was really something urgent to deal with in the company, he pointed to her on the sofa and before he could sit down with her, the phone was answered, he had to make a waiting gesture to her, and began to say something with shares, profits and the like.

Song Qingchun didn't bother Su Zhinian, sat on the sofa very obediently, looked around Su Zhinian's study with his eyes, and then realized that he was fixed on Su Zhinian's reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window.

He sits elegantly, holding the phone in one hand and clicking the mouse from time to time in the other, as if he is busy with two things.

When she lived in his house before, it wasn't that she didn't look for Su Zhinian when he was busy.

She clearly remembers one time, she couldn't pass the game by herself, so she came to him for help with the computer, and at that time, just like now, he was video chatting with a foreign person, in fact, it was only five minutes, but she was very impatient to sit on the sofa and wait.

But today, she was also sitting on the sofa, but she had some hope that his phone call could go on and on, never hang up, until the earth was wild, so that she could stay in his house for a long time.

No matter how hopeful Song Qingchun was, Su Zhinian's call finally hung up.

Su Zhinian put down his mobile phone, crackled his hands on the keyboard for about a minute, then leaned back on the seat, raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows that were a little painful, and after a while, he looked at Song Qingchun: "Have you waited for a long time?" ”

Song Qingchun shook her head at Su Zhinian, even if she didn't want to say goodbye again, she began to pull the corners of her lips at Su Zhinian, and said, "It's not early, I have to go." ”

"Wait a minute." Su Zhinian put down the slender fingers that fell on the center of his eyebrows, touched the doubts in Song Qingchun's eyes, and explained lightly: "Your clothes haven't dried yet." ”

Song Qingchun blinked, and then he thought that before he went upstairs, he seemed to hear a rumbling sound on the first floor, but he didn't pay attention to what the sound was made, it turned out to be a washing machine...... Her dirty laundry, he helped her wash it?

Song Qingchun didn't know what he was happy about, but in short, his heart suddenly became sweet and warm.

She let out an "oh", the corners of her lips curled uncontrollably, and then she said, "Thank you." ”

Su Zhinian said "um", didn't speak, and didn't continue to be busy.

Song Qingchun looked at him quietly, and secretly thought in his heart: Is he busy with work?