The last manuscript was closed, and another large amount of manuscript fees came into the account. Song Ning couldn't help but want to reward himself. .
It happened that Chu Han asked her out, Song Ning and Chi Wei said hello, and went straight to Chu Han's house with a small bag.
While in the car, she ordered a meal.
An ice cream cake, and a mess of fried chicken and BBQ crayfish—she mainly wanted the ice cream cake from that house.
By the time she got to Chu Han, almost everything was delivered.
There is one cake left, the business is booming, it is estimated that it will take a while.
Chu Han brought the projector, and the two of them sat cross-legged on the ground with their backs on the sofa, watching a movie while eating and chatting.
The movie is a very old movie, and the two watched it with relish.
Halfway through, the cake was delivered. They didn't want to get up to open the door, and finally rock-paper-scissors tied and went to get the cake together.
Chu Han was not interested in sweet cakes, most of a seven-inch cake went into Song Ning's stomach.
The movie was two and a half hours long, and by the end of it there was a quarter of the cake left.
Song Ning has been a little supportive.
She looked at the rest of the piece and sighed with some melancholy.
She doesn't want to eat anything related to ice cream cake any more in a short time.
After pressing Chu Han and her to finish the cake together, the two of them slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move.
- One is tired, the other is supported.
Thinking about the breakfast that Chi Wei made tomorrow morning, Song Ning didn't spend the night at Chu Han's house.
At nine o'clock, pack your bags and leave.
It was only a few minutes before ten o'clock when we got home, Song Ning thought that Chi Wei had already gone back to his room to sleep, so he gently opened the door and went in.
When I entered the door, I heard the sound of tapping on the keyboard.
Song Ning was stunned, took two steps forward, and saw Chi Wei on the sofa.
Hearing the movement, Chi Wei stopped what he was doing and looked towards the entrance.
Seeing her, a shallow smile overflowed from the corners of his lips: "I'm back."
"Yeah." Song Ning nodded and laughed.
She put down the small bag she was carrying, walked over, sat down beside Chi Wei, and looked at her with bright eyes: "Look."
She was carrying a transparent bag in her hand, which contained several beautiful little goldfish.
When I came back, I was passing the night market, and suddenly I was greedy for scallop fans. I saw a goldfish seller on the way in the past. I thought it looked good and bought two.
The little goldfish is very beautiful. She looked all the way, and when she got downstairs, she remembered that she forgot to buy food.
Chi Wei was very cheering, she reached out and poked through the transparent bag: "So beautiful."
"Yeah." Song Ning smiled with his eyes bent, "Help me get them, I'll find something to put them on."
Ike nodded and reached out to take the transparent bag containing the little goldfish.
There was a momentary collision between the fingertips, an unavoidable contact.
Withdrawing his hand, Song Ning rubbed the pulp of his fingers.
This man's hands are so soft.
There is no container at home that can be used as a fish tank, Song Ning went to the kitchen to get a basin, took some water and went back to the living room.
Putting the little goldfish into the basin, Song Ning watched a few beautiful little fish swimming around, and couldn't help but reach out and poke it.
Going out to buy a fish tank tomorrow, this basin is too shabby.
It was getting late. After placing the little goldfish, Song Ning and Chi Wei went back to their rooms to sleep.
Turning off the light and lying on the bed, Song Ning stared at the dark night sky outside the window.
Ikeo seemed to be waiting for her.
The two have been together for half a month, and including this time, she went out five times in total at night.
Every time I come back, I can see the pool tail in the living room.
After chatting with her for a while, Chi Wei will return to the room.
She turned over and took the fluffy radish beside her into her arms.
Usually at night, Chi Wei would go back to his room very early.
She also went back to the room to draw the manuscript, but she didn't pay attention to whether Chi Wei would come out again at night.
Did she think too much
The phone on the side suddenly lit up, Song Ning picked up the phone and glanced at it.
It was Chu Han's message in the group.
Chu Han: "Maybe anyone remembers the school event tomorrow."
Yu Fan: "Don't go."
Response: "Don't go."
Song Ning yawned and joined the army of repeaters: "No."
Chu Han: "..."
Yu Fan: "Everyone has graduated, let's go join in the fun."
Yinggui: "The leader is so fierce, and my colleagues are not given leave when they are sick."
Song Ning: "I'm off the list, don't cue."
Chu Han had told them about that event before.
It was a sorority-like activity organized by a junior student, saying that there would be many handsome guys and beauties.
She had no interest in this kind of activity in the first place, not to mention that she already has a target.
Song Ning typed slowly: "If a sister or sister falls in love with me at first sight, wouldn't that delay others [dog head]"
Chu Han: "Yuck."
Yu Fan: "Ouch."
Responsive: "spit."
A few people chatted for a while, and Song Ning was so sleepy that he turned off his phone and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Song Ning was suffocated. I hurried to the toilet, only to find my aunt came.
She was so sleepy that she put on an aunt towel and went back to sleep.
When I woke up again, my stomach was hurting badly.
She huddled in bed for a while before she remembered what happened last night.
It was just dawn outside.
She propped herself up, changed her aunt's towel, came back to lie on the bed, and fell asleep again in a daze.
Nine thirty in the morning.
Chi Wei glanced at the closed door, frowning slightly.
In the past, Song Ning had already woken up and finished breakfast, and went to watch TV on the sofa.
She calculated the time, and thought that Song Ning had been eating ice frequently these days.
Walking to the door, Chi Wei raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.
"Ningning?"
There was a weak response from the room, Chi Wei paused, and twisted the doorknob: "Am I in?"
After getting a response, Chi Mei opened the door and went in.
The curtains were closed, and the room was a little dark. Song Ning was wrapped in a quilt and huddled into a ball.
"What's wrong?" She walked to the bed and leaned slightly to look at her, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Song Ning opened his eyes and raised his eyes, the delicate and beautiful face was a little closer, and there was no trace of flaws to be seen.
There was a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.
For some reason, Song Ning suddenly felt aggrieved.
She said in a low voice, "My stomach hurts."
"Auntie coming?"
Song Ning nodded: "Well..."
Chi Wei didn't say anything, rubbed her head, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner for her, got up and went out.
I don't know if I forgot or what, I didn't close the door.
The grievances that came out of nowhere in my heart became more and more widespread.
The door is not closed for her.
She pulled the quilt over her head.
She heard some movement outside, and after a while, there was another sound of water.
Then, the footsteps that had become familiar came closer and closer to her.
Before the mind dulled by the pain had time to think, something warm was suddenly stuffed into the quilt.
Song Ning was stunned for a moment.
Those soft hands patted on top of his head through the thin quilt: "Just do it first, I'll buy a hot water bottle later."
Touch the thing with your hand.
It was a bottle filled with hot water and wrapped in a towel.
She pursed her lips and pulled the quilt down, revealing a pair of round eyes, and her voice was even lower than before: "Thank you."
Chi Wei glanced at her, and his voice was very gentle: "Get up and drink some brown sugar ginger tea?"
Song Ning nodded and sat up.
He took the water cup handed over by Ike Wei and thanked him.
The warm temperature spread from the palm of the hand, and the slightly sweet ginger tea slipped from the mouth into the stomach with just the right temperature.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but after drinking it, the pain in the lower abdomen is relieved a lot.
The whole person is warm.
Breathe out lightly.
A hand stretched out to take the empty cup. Before Song Ning could say anything, he heard the gentle and sweet voice saying, "What would you like to eat?"
Song Ning looked at Chi Wei, her eyes flashing, she tentatively said, "Can I have porridge?"
Looking at it up close, Song Ning's cheeks are white and tender, and her round eyes are smart and clear, and her cute appearance makes you want to pinch.
"Of course." Chi Wei pinched his fingers, resisting the urge to pinch the cheek of the person in front of him, smiling gently, "Do you want something sweet or salty?"
Song Ning rolled his eyes: "Sweet."
Chi Wei nodded: "Okay, I'll do it. You lie down for a while, and I'll call you."
Song Ning nodded and lay down again.
Ike Wei patted her head and got up to go out.
"Auntie."
Walking to the door, Chi Wei heard the voice of the person behind him, low and soft.
She turned around and raised her eyebrows slightly to look at her.
Song Ning pursed her lower lip and looked into her eyes seriously: "Thank you."
Chi Wei laughed, his delicate eyebrows raised: "You're welcome."
When she's done, she'll close the door.
Song Ning stopped her and whispered, "Don't close the door..."
With a pause in his hand, Chi Wei glanced at her and opened the door.
"it is good."
Chi Wei went to the kitchen to cook porridge, the door was open, and from her angle, she could just see the kitchen.
She could hear voices in the kitchen, and she could see Ikeo busy for her.
Even if she shouted casually, Chi Wei could hear it.
She is not alone in this house.
Song Ning couldn't help but feel a little sore.
No one has ever taken care of her like this.
She hadn't been sick much, and the few times she had a fever and caught a cold, her mother just threw her into the hospital and went back to her work.
Not to mention dysmenorrhea, which is too small in Ms. Wei's eyes.
Ms. Wei ignored her at all.
In the kitchen, Chi Wei showed no signs of impatience.
Song Ning watched his movements without blinking.
How can this man be so gentle.
Even if she is nice to Ms. Wei because of her, it is too much.
If it goes on like this, I will get used to her gentleness, what can I do in the future...
After the porridge was boiled, Chi Wei took off his apron and walked to Song Ning's room.
Song Ning closed his eyes, wondering if he fell asleep again. She called to her softly: "Ningning?"
Seeing her open her eyes, Chi Wei smiled and said softly, "I'll go buy a hot water bottle, and I'll be back soon."
Song Ning blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering gently with her movements. Chi Wei couldn't hold back, raised his hand and squeezed lightly on her face.
Soft, feel better than expected.
Song Ning was stunned.
Chi Wei patted her head lightly, straightened up, and said, "I'm leaving."
It wasn't until the sound of closing the door came from the entrance that Song Ning's cheeks turned red.
She raised her hand and touched the place where Chi Wei touched.
Chi Wei's hands are obviously cold.
Why, the place she touched is so hot.