Insomnia

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Tao Ling: "I'm going to work right now, and I'll wait until next week. You drive it for me first, and I'll tell her when the time comes."

The doctor thought for a while: "Should I give you some fire-clearing medicine first?"

Tao Ling: "..."

Looking at the other person's inquiring expression, he pushed his glasses helplessly: "Then give me some cold medicine by the way, I have a cold."

After tossing about a day's work, Tao Ling went to the bathroom before leaving work. After coming out, he habitually walked around to the back of the religious center and looked out from the window at the end of the corridor.

The flower shop on the corner of the road was open. Just as Tao Lingwang was passing by, a sports car stopped at the door of the shop. A beautiful girl got out of the car and followed the shop on a slender height.

Tao Ling leaned against the window, turning the ring gently in one hand, while looking at the flower shop leisurely. This place is relatively high, and the line of sight is blocked by the awning cloth on the storefront. Tao Ling can only see the lower/half body of two people.

Wen Qingying might be struggling to help the girl wrap flowers now.

After standing for a while, Tao Ling turned around, so he couldn't see the next scene-the girl angrily walked out of the store door, knocking over a few pots of small roses at the door as she left.

After packing up, Tao Ling went downstairs with a mess of medicines, and was blocked by a teacher to ask questions. It took 20 minutes to leave the school gate.

Crossing the sidewalk on the road, he saw Wen Qingying squatting in front of the flower shop at a glance.

Wen Qingying was holding a small shovel, shoveling a pile of soil into several small flower pots, next to it were Chinese roses with soil on their roots, and a pile of broken ceramic pieces.

"What's the matter?" Tao Ling approached and asked.

Wen Qingying naturally didn't respond, she still turned her back to him, doing things on her own. His legs are so long that his knees stick out when he crouches.

Tao Ling lifted the trousers at his thighs and squatted to the side.

Wen Qingying blinked following the appearance of his figure, looked up and saw it was him, he paused for two seconds, then suddenly smiled.

This was the first time Tao Ling saw Wen Qingyingxiao.

He originally thought that most people who were too good-looking couldn't laugh, because laughing might break the balance of the five senses. The lesser thing was that the fairy fell into the world, and if it was serious, there might be a tragedy of disillusionment.

But Wen Qingying was different.

When Wen Qingying wasn't smiling, she was peaceful, but she was inexplicably unreasonable. At this time, her eyes were slightly narrowed, her brows were stretched, and her mouth was slightly opened to reveal two small tiger teeth. It's more real than when you're not smiling.

Tao Ling suddenly felt that his eyes were shaken by the light.

Even if it was a greeting, it was neither salty nor bland, but it was exactly the way Tao Ling felt comfortable.

Wen Qingying lowered her head and continued to work. Tao Ling's gaze followed his movements. It had already passed by his side neck quickly, but moved back in the next second.

There were several deep red marks on the side of the neck, the skin was torn, and even a little blood was condensed on closer inspection, as if someone scratched.

Go to your mother's fire/drug, should buy debridement today.

Tao Ling raised his hand involuntarily.

The author has something to say: Note: The phrase "for the Dao" is in the "Forty-two Chapters" and also in the Shangqing. The phrase "loneliness" is from "The Legend of Immortals". When he stretched his hand halfway, he felt uncomfortable, Tao Ling patted Wen Qingying's shoulder.

Wen Qingying raised her head again, her face was calm, she didn't seem to have argued with anyone at all, she just looked at Tao Ling seriously, waiting for his meaning.

Tao Ling cleared his throat, pointed his finger to the side of his neck, and pointed to his injury.

Wen Qingying's expression did not fluctuate. He got a little dirt on his hand, didn't touch his neck, just touched his eyebrows with the back of his hand, and smiled again.

Fine.

Tao Ling knew that he knew what he had, so he didn't say much. He just looked down at him and planted the rose, looked at him and asked, "How did it break?"

Of course no answer.

Tao Ling continued: "I think about it, I just saw a girl entered your store, is that your girlfriend? You two quarreled? Did she scratch your neck? The little girl is very energetic. How did the flowerpot fall? You fell or she fell? The young man can't be too short-tempered."

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