Until half past nine, Song Qingchun didn't wait for Su Zhinian's reply.

Her already not very good mood became more and more uncomfortable and depressed, and she no longer walked around the villa, but directly curled up on the sofa, staring at her phone.

Time passed slowly, and at ten o'clock, the mobile phone did not move, and it was quiet outside, and there was no sound of cars driving in.

I don't know if it's because of the menstrual period, a little bad mood will be amplified a lot, Song Qingchun's eyes staring at Su Zhinian's WeChat avatar turned red inexplicably.

She took a breath, put her phone down, looked sideways at the dark window, and looked at it, with a tear in the corner of her eye, rolling down uncontrollably.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock that the sound of a car was heard outside the window, followed by high beams flickering through the glass.

Song Qingchun jumped off the sofa suddenly, put on his slippers indiscriminately, and ran to the entrance.

She pushed open the door and happened to see Su Zhinian getting out of the car.

She was only wearing a thin lounge clothes, and the cold air outside made her voice tremble a little: "Su Zhinian, are you back?" ”

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, closed the car door, and walked into the house with steps. The goddess president fell in love with me

Song Qingchun closed the door and asked Su Zhinian, who was changing shoes, "Are you hungry?" Would you like something to eat? I'll help you get ......."

Before Song Qingchun finished the last word "hot", Su Zhinian interrupted her in a very light tone: "No." ”

"What about coffee?"

Su Zhinian threw the car keys on the shelf on the side, didn't look back at her, and continued: "No." ”

After a pause, he spoke again, his tone still indifferent without any emotion: "I'm a little tired, I'm ready to sleep." ”

With that, he took a step and headed for the stairs.

Song Qingchun waited until there was a sound of the door closing upstairs before he took his gaze back from the stairs where Su Zhinian's figure had long been gone.

The joy she had originally shown because he came back dissipated in an instant.

She stood at the entrance for a long time before she walked to the dining room, and she had not yet eaten dinner, facing a table of food, and she had no appetite.

She covered the plates with a foil, put them in the freezer, and went back upstairs.

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She had only slept for two hours last night, lying on the bed, and had been stunned for a long time before she barely fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, Su Zhinian was no longer at home.

Song Qingchun stared at his clean and empty bedroom, stunned for a long time, and then went back to the bedroom to change his clothes and set off for the company.

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Su Zhinian was even more flustered today, and even his eyelids kept jumping.

That very bad premonition became stronger and stronger, causing his already depressed mood to become more irritable, and even the anger became a lot bigger, and almost everyone who came to his office in the morning was picked by him angrily, so that in the afternoon, everyone dared to appear in his office.

His eyelids jumped and he was distraught, shook the contract in his hand fiercely, leaned back on the office chair, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Maybe it's because I haven't slept well for two consecutive nights, and I closed my eyes with my eyes closed, and I was really sleepy and fell asleep.

He also had a dream, in which he and Song Qingchun were lying on a sunny lawn hand in hand.

She didn't have any conversation with him, and the occasional smile was enough to warm people's hearts.