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Can you still remember the girl you once loved most? Her name was Song Yao...

Big, big, big

When Song Yao woke up, she was still asleep on the bed.

"Well——" Her head hurt a little, so she stretched out her hand to rub her forehead and propped herself up.

She looked around and saw that this was not the hotel she was staying in.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on her slippers, slowly entered the bathroom, and washed herself briefly.

After brushing my teeth and drinking water, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Song Yao frowned. She put the cup on the table, wiped her wet hair with a towel, put on her coat, and opened the bedroom door.

Song Yao opened the door and saw a strange man.

The man was wearing a white shirt and 18-inch black trousers, with a slender and tall figure.

The man has handsome and cold features, with golden eyes on the bridge of his nose. He has a well-proportioned and slender figure, and exudes an ascetic temperament.

Song Yao stared at him for a while, then came back to her senses. She asked doubtfully: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, my surname is Lin. I'm here to deliver medicine to you." The man handed the medicine box in his hand to Song Yao.

Song Yao blinked her big eyes and stared at what the man handed over. She coughed lightly and waved her hand quickly: "Thank you, no need to bother."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door and prepared to throw away the pill box.

But suddenly I heard a familiar voice coming from behind: "Yao Yao, what are you doing?"

Song Yao's body stiffened for a moment, and she turned around suddenly, staring at the man behind her with a pair of big black eyes warily: "Tong Jincheng, why are you here?"

Tong Jincheng raised his lips and smiled: "I happened to pass by here. Yaoyao, open the door."

Song Yao bit her lip and looked at him warily: "I want to change clothes now, please wait a moment.

Tong Jincheng was slightly stunned and looked away in embarrassment.

He coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe.

After a while, Qingyao opened the door again.

She stuck her head out, looked around a few times, made sure her surroundings were safe, and then waved to Tong Jincheng.

"come in!"

Tong Jincheng stepped forward, because.

He raised his eyes and stared calmly and indifferently at the small and exquisite woman on the sofa in the living room.

A warm smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He walked towards the sofa with his long legs and stared at Song Yao condescendingly.

He held the cigarette between his fingertips and took a drag.

Then, he threw the cigarette on the coffee table and smoked another cigarette.

Song Yao sat on the sofa and looked up at him.

"You..." Song Yao wanted to ask him, why are you here?

But when she saw him smoking, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

Forget it, he has money, he can waste it however he wants.

"Yao Yao, have you had lunch?" Tong Jincheng put out his cigarette and raised his eyelids to glance at her.

650 Song Yao nodded and looked at the room: "Where is this?"

Tong Jincheng raised his eyebrows and explained: "It rained last night, so the company decided to improve the food for employees, including food and accommodation. This is a star-rated hotel, and the environment is not bad."

"So that's it..." Song Yao suddenly realized.

"Yao Yao, what do you want to eat? I'm going to buy groceries." Tong Jincheng stood up and walked towards her.

Song Yao quickly stood up and stopped him: "No, no, no, no, how dare I bother you with such a rough job. I'll go out to buy it and I'll be back soon."

"There's no rush." ​​Tong Jincheng reached out and held her shoulders. He spoke slowly in a low voice: "Let me get you some clothes, it's so cold.