Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

"Su Zhinian, trouble you one thing..."

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Song Qingchun came out of the community and saw Su Zhinian's car at a glance.

She stepped forward and knocked on the window first. The window was still tightly closed, showing no signs of falling.

Su Zhinian's car window was covered with a peep-proof film, and Song Qingchun pressed her face closely to the window of the passenger's seat. Then she barely saw Su Zhinian lowered her head and sat on the driver's seat, looking at her mobile phone.

I don’t know what attracted him on the phone. He looked very attentively. His long curled eyelashes were half drooping. His face, which had no emotions, was covered with a layer of soft light, seeming to recall something. Good things are generally satisfied and contented.

Song Qingchun knocked on the window again and saw that Su Zhinian hadn't responded, so she stretched out and pulled the car door by herself, only to find that the car was locked, she had to get out her mobile phone from her pocket and give Su Zhinian to go Got a call.

Across the car window, Song Qingchun heard a singing voice faintly.

She didn't hear it very clearly, but she heard a few words intermittently: "The man hidden in my memory...If you meet in a sea of ​​people..."

Su Zhinian didn't answer the phone, looked over the window, and then raised his hand and pressed the lock switch.

Song Qingchun opened the door and listened to Su Zhinian's ringtone more clearly: "The man hidden in my memories is complete with you and my youth. Thank you for your seriousness and let me know to love one People will struggle for themselves..."

Whether the song is melody or lyrics, she is very touching. She subconsciously looked at Su Zhinian's mobile phone, but her eyes had not yet reached his screen, the phone was hung up, and she switched back to the homepage. Then, she only saw his indifferent complexion and tucked the phone into her pocket.

Song Qingchun asked, "Why did you come so fast when you were wearing a seat belt? When you first answered the phone, you were near my house?"

"Huh." Su Zhinian responded and started the car.

Su Zhinian's home and company are in Xicheng District, Song Qingnian's home is in Nancheng, and most of Su Zhinian's are in the three areas of East and West North City. She was just about to ask him how he came here. Seeing the documents and the computer on the rear car seat in the sight glass, he changed his mouth: "You have an appointment, talk about work here?"

Who will talk about work during the Chinese New Year? He didn't come here for her... Su Zhinian paused for a while before he nodded again.

"Don't the New Year's holidays all take place? Why are you still so busy..." Song Qingnian said that he only noticed that Su Zhinian's face was not particularly good-looking.

After he and she separated from noon on New Year's Eve, it was only five days later, but his face was much thinner than before, and his face was pale, and there was a trace of morbidity between the faint brows.

Song Qingchun's eyebrows twisted: "...Are you sick?"

Su Zhinian didn't think she would even see that she was sick. She was surprised for a while, then she nodded her head, and "huh" again.

After a while, Su Zhinian said again: "Cold."

"It's not easy to catch a cold in winter. Did you go to the hospital? Did you get the injection? Did you take the medicine?"

A series of inquiries by Song Qingchun, something unexpected to Su Zhinian, he looked at her through the rear-view mirror after he was half a shot late.