Rebirth of the Routine King

After getting into the car, Song Zhiwen didn't feel sleepy at all.

I was curious and asked what Wang Yan said in the study...

Since the foundry matter was settled, Wang Yan was in a good mood and had a brief chat with Song Zhiwen.

However, after learning that it was a business matter, Song Zhiwen immediately lost interest and asked hurriedly: "Where should we go to play tomorrow?"

Wang Yan said speechlessly: "You have been playing for twenty years, why haven't you had enough? I have something else to do tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to accompany you."

Song Zhiwen was a little disappointed, but suddenly her eyes lit up: "Can you also take me with you?"

"No!" Wang Yan answered simply.

"oh."

After a while, Song Zhiwen wiped away the disappointment and said crisply: "Wang Yan, are you still busy the day after tomorrow?"

"I'm going to pay New Year's greetings to the leaders! I may be busy for a few days!"

"oh."

When they were about to return to Jiayuan Community, Song Zhiwen asked again: "Wang Yan, are you still busy after celebrating the New Year?"

Wang Yan said impatiently: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Song Zhiwen said weakly: "When you are not busy anymore, I will think about where to go to play..."

...

As Wang Yan expected, as soon as he entered the door, Song Zhiwen took Wang Yan to watch "Cat and Mouse".

After pressing Wang Yan on the sofa, Song Zhiwen first went to fetch a basin of warm water, and then she and Wang Yan soaked their feet and watched cartoons together.

After watching two episodes, Wang Yan yawned and said, "I'm drunk. If I can't, I'll go to bed first."

Song Zhiwen hurriedly stood up and said pitifully: "Lulu is not at home today. I'm afraid of sleeping in the master bedroom alone."

Wang Yan did not refuse directly, but sighed and said: "How old are you, why are you still afraid of sleeping alone?"

Song Zhiwen said confidently: "Didn't you block the door of your desk when you went to bed last night? You were scared too!"

Wang Yan was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't clearly say that I blocked the door to prevent exposure, right?

Seeing that Wang Yan was speechless for a moment, Song Zhiwen whispered: "It's not like we've never slept in the same bed before, I just want to sleep on your chest!"

Wang Yan thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay!"

Seeing that Song Zhiwen was overjoyed, he then warned: "Be careful when you sleep! You have relatives visiting you! Don't do anything too outrageous! If you make me angry, I... I will spank you

Take it out."

Song Zhiwen kept nodding her head like a chicken pecking at rice, and replied playfully: "I know!"

While shopping in the afternoon, Wang Yan thought about Song Zhiwen's accommodation for the night.

If Gao Lu made it clear that if she didn't come back to live, Song Zhiwen would definitely pester her to sleep with him...

Just when Wang Yan was distressed, he suddenly made a surprising discovery!

Song Zhiwen actually bought a pack of sanitary napkins in the girls' area. After walking out of the checkout counter, she took one and went to the bathroom...

This discovery immediately gave Wang Yan reassurance, and he did not show any abnormality until he came back.

So when Song Zhiwen proposed sleeping together, Wang Yan only complained symbolically and did not refuse.

After getting Wang Yan's permission, Song Zhiwen quickly turned off her favorite cartoon, took Wang Yan's arm and went to lie on her side while humming a tune.

Turning on the light and seeing the mess on the bed, Song Zhiwen suggested: "Wang Yan, why don't we sleep on the master bedroom bed? It's so soft there..."

Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. Even if he only slept for one night, he would definitely have discovered it if he was very careful.

What would she think?

Do you think you are having sex with Song Zhiwen in her bed?

It's better not to irritate her...

"What's wrong? Do you think my bed is too messy? Let me tell you, Song Zhiwen, don't underestimate my bed. I don't know how many women want to sleep but can't!"

Song Zhiwen heard Wang Yan's serious nonsense again and giggled happily.

Wang Yan sat down on the stool in front of the desk, lit a cigarette leisurely, and called Song Zhiwen: "Little mosquito, fold the bedding neatly and make sure there is no air leakage. It almost froze me last night...

."

In fact, Song Zhiwen had already started tidying up the bedding without Wang Yan's instructions.

Hearing her smile and ask: "Why are you still freezing alone? Is the bedding too thin?"

Wang Yan thought to himself: I can't survive the cold alone. The key is that bad bitch Gao Lu!

When he thought of this, he became so angry, damn it! Everyone was naked, why did they only give me half the quilt...

Suddenly, Wang Yan's eyes narrowed sharply, as if he thought of something, he stood up quickly and looked towards the bed!

The next second, his eyes narrowed again!

Because on the white bed cover, he saw two

Eye-catching long hair!

Damn it!

What are you afraid of?

Just when Song Zhiwen was about to look at the bed, Wang Yan jumped down from the stool and hugged her into his arms at lightning speed.

Song Zhiwen was obviously stunned. Ever since he met Wang Yan, he had never taken the initiative to embrace her!

At that moment, she also put her hands around his waist, with a hint of shyness in her sweet tone, and whispered: "What are you doing! I'm still making the bed!"

"Ahem, little mosquito, I'm really nothing! Even if you make breakfast for me every day, how can I ask you to help me make my bed?"

Saying that, he couldn't help but push Song Zhiwen onto the stool.

Song Zhiwen wrinkled her beautiful slender eyebrows and said in confusion: "You didn't ask me to help you just now..."

"So, I'm not a thing!"

Wang Yan interrupted, with deep annoyance and self-blame in his tone.

Song Zhiwen frowned: "But I don't think it's a grievance! I just like to do something for you."

"Let's do it later!"

With that said, he went to tidy up his doghouse.

This is the first time he has made his bed so seriously...

After a while, Wang Yan breathed a long sigh of relief: "Little mosquito, go to sleep."

"Coming!"

While Song Zhiwen took off her white boots and jumped onto the bed, Wang Yan quietly threw the hair in his hands under the bed.

Seeing that Song Zhiwen only took off her down jacket and got into bed, Wang Yan asked curiously: "Are you just sleeping in your pants?"

Song Zhiwen's face turned red with embarrassment and she whispered back: "I only wore a pair of pants..."

Wang Yan immediately stopped trying to persuade him: "Okay, just wear your pants to bed! It's such a cold day and you don't even wear long johns, and you're not afraid of getting rheumatism when you get old..."

After making a complaint, he sat on the stool again and lit a cigarette leisurely.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Wang Yan said confidently: "We'll talk about it after you warm up the bed..."

.....

Ten minutes later, Wang Yan turned off the light and went to bed.

He used to have the habit of sleeping naked, but today's situation was a bit special, so he wore an extra set of autumn clothes and long trousers.

As soon as she lay down, Song Zhiwen leaned over.

Originally, she wanted to put her head on Wang Yan's chest, but the latter only gave her an arm.

Song Zhiwen didn't care. For her, just being able to sleep with Wang Yan in her arms was enough, and she really didn't think much about anything else.

At Lin Xiyan's house, she was half sleepy, but now she lay on the bed without any trace of sleep. Her two big eyes kept blinking in the dim room, like two shining stars.

"Little fly, what do you think other couples do when they sleep together?"

Song Zhiwen was the first to speak. Although her voice was soft, the room was extremely quiet, and there was a soft and waxy charm in her tone, which made it sound unique.

Wang Yan had just begun to feel sleepy, and was so frightened by her words that he suddenly woke up and subconsciously said: "What...what are you doing?!"

"That's... apart from sleeping together, what else do you do?"

"Damn it, Song Zhiwen, what are you thinking about? Where do you know so many weird things?"

Wang Yan's heart pounded when he heard this. He knew that Song Zhiwen had not experienced anything between a man and a woman. He also knew that her attitude towards love was still in the stage of fantasy. It could be seen from the fact that she blushed when her lover kissed her in the cinema.

, but what does she mean when she says these words now?

Could it be that... I suddenly figured it out?

Song Zhiwen said in a voice like a mosquito: "I read it from a novel..."

Wang Yan couldn't help being speechless and thought to himself: People who write novels nowadays really have no responsibility at all! They dare to write any nonsense. Don't you know that there are readers with simple minds?

At that moment, he patiently advised: "Little mosquito, the novels are all lies. Just read them and feel happy, but don't substitute them into reality..."

Song Zhiwen obviously didn't take Wang Yan's good intentions to heart, and retorted: "The materials in the novel are also drawn from reality!"

Wang Yan said angrily: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Song Zhiwen moved her body towards Wang Yan and her voice was almost inaudible: "When I get better, can you take me?"

Wang Yan grinned. He was now sure that what Song Zhiwen was reading was definitely not an ordinary novel, at least not an Internet novel about rebirth.

The shock came so suddenly that Wang Yan was caught off guard.

He was even a little scared. As for what he was afraid of, he couldn't tell himself.

After being silent for a while, he said something that was baffling to him: "Little mosquito, didn't you want to save this matter until the wedding night? Look,

In ancient times, which bride would not save herself until her wedding night? If she lost her virginity before getting married, she would be laughed at..."

Halfway through, Wang Yan couldn't speak anymore.

Who in this era still follows the etiquette of ancient times? Examples of unmarried cohabitation are everywhere. Not to mention Wang Weihang and Tian Qingqing, Dou Liang and Ma Rongrong, aren't they all clear evidence?

And her best friend Gao Lu even had an abortion for Xu Gu.

No matter how stupid Song Zhiwen is, she is not a fool. It is obvious that this is perfunctory to her.

After a long while, Wang Yan didn't hear Song Zhiwen's voice. He knew that she was definitely not asleep.

Knowing he knew it, he still asked knowingly: "Ahem, little mosquito, are you asleep?"

"No."

Although there were only two words, Wang Yan could hear her loneliness and sadness, and even a hint of resentment.

Yes! How much courage does a girl have to muster up to say such debauched words?

And what about yourself?

Knowing that he would not marry anyone other than Qi Xiuquan in this life, knowing that there would be no results with her, he still kept getting entangled with her.

No matter how high-sounding the reasons are, no matter how aggrieved and difficult to explain, you cannot get rid of this fact.

Now, the foundation for his career has been laid, but Song Zhiwen paid a heavy price!

Uncle Qi Ming was drunk for who knows how many nights because of the land, her father Song Weimin even lost his hat, and she herself was trapped in an emotional quagmire.

What about myself? I was thinking about how to break up with her...

I even found a reason for myself that seemed valid but was actually ridiculous: I didn’t have sex with her.

The more Wang Yan thought about it, the more he felt that he was nothing. He kept saying that he would not marry anyone other than Qi Xiuquan, but in the blink of an eye he and Gao Lu were having sex, three times in one night...

.....

Song Zhiwen lay motionless on Wang Yan's arm, with tears in her eyes. She felt extremely wronged.

How proud she was before!

Every boy she talks to has a smile on her face, her love letters are received softly, and even the girls around her are envious of her unparalleled beauty.

And Wang Yan, the only boy she was devoted to and ready to devote her whole life to, had always had an ambiguous attitude towards her. Even when she offered to sacrifice herself, he still found lame excuses...

Does he really not like himself?

The scenes of getting along with Wang Yan appeared in front of her mind like a lantern. What disappointed her was that she really didn't hear a sweet word from Wang Yan's mouth, let alone any sweet words of love.

He might really not like herself... Song Zhiwen told herself again in her heart.

This hint was like a dam bursting, causing tears to burst out from her full of grievances.

Soon, Wang Yan's sleeves were soaked.

And what about Wang Yan? He didn't seem to notice this anomaly. At this time, he was going through the most tangled decision in his two lives.

A person's character development is inseparable from his family of origin. Wang Yan inherited his free-spirited character from Wang Dacai and his loyalty to love from his mother Li Xinlan.

With Li Xinlan's appearance and family conditions, she could find a better man than Wang Dacai even if she closed her eyes, but she chose love instead.

Therefore, he has always held the attitude of being a couple for life...

And now, he is trying to break free from this shackles.

Ask yourself, do you really have no feelings for Song Zhiwen?

Soon, he got a sonorous answer: Yes!

Since there is, why not try to accept her? Why do you have to push her away from you?

Yes! I must admit that in the eyes of the world, a man cannot have two women. If he does, he will be looked down upon by the world and will think that pure love has been ruined. But why do you have to care about the eyes of the world?

I don’t know how lucky I am to be reborn, so why can’t I live according to my heart?

What worldliness?

What vision?

Can I just say fuck you?

Why can't I love two women at the same time?

In an instant, the knot in Wang Yan's heart that had been entangled for a long time was suddenly cleared, and he felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

It was also at this moment that he felt a chill on his arm.

Seeing him suddenly hug Song Zhiwen tightly into his arms, he whispered in her ear: "When I find a good and auspicious day, we will hold an adult ceremony."

Song Zhiwen's eyes suddenly widened, and it took her a few seconds to understand what Wang Yan meant. Then she hugged Wang Yan tightly and said "um" heavily.

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PS: It’s Chinese New Year! Happy New Year to everyone!