Night had fallen.
downstairs.
Song Xianzhu's sudden hug stunned Wen Shengsheng.
"Brother Xianzhou, you..."
"Sheng Sheng, I like you." Caught off guard by the sudden confession, Wen Sheng Sheng let him hold her.
Song Xianzhu's gentle voice rang in my ears.
"Sheng Sheng, I'm sorry. I originally wanted to confess my feelings after a while, but I couldn't help it. I don't know why, but I feel very flustered. I... I don't want to miss you."
"Brother Xianzhou, I..."
"Sheng Sheng, don't answer me now. I know I acted impulsively today. Sheng Sheng, I'll give you time to think." His eyes were filled with tender affection.
It's especially alluring under the lights!
Song Xianzhu planted a kiss on her forehead.
"have a good rest."
Wen Shengsheng stared at his retreating figure, lost in thought for a long time.
She touched her forehead.
My phone just happened to vibrate!
"teacher--"
Wen Shengsheng listened quietly, and said, "I will definitely go."
She almost forgot that tomorrow was her teacher's birthday.
Wen Shengsheng sent another message to Song Xianyin, saying that she needed a dress.
【Sheng Sheng, aren't you going to wear your favorite cheongsam?】
I don't like it anymore!
【Oh my god... you're actually going to throw away your beloved cheongsam? I promise I'll find you the most beautiful dress.】
Standing in the dressing room, Wen Shengsheng's gaze swept over the rows of cheongsams. Seeing them brought back a flood of unbearable memories.
She remembered how they slowly tore open their cheongsams, she remembered how they wantonly toyed with her...
A wave of disgust suddenly surged in Wen Shengsheng's eyes.
the next day.
Song Xianzhu has arrived.
The events of last night were still vivid in Wen Shengsheng's mind, and she felt somewhat embarrassed.
But Song Xianzhu remained too calm.
He brought breakfast, and Song Xianzhu methodically placed the items on the table. His fingers were slender, fair, and beautiful—the very same hands that were known as "golden hands" in the hospital.
Countless patients have been saved from critical condition thanks to him.
"Sheng Sheng, dinner's ready."
"Thank you for your help, Brother Xianzhou."
"It was just a small favor."
Wen Shengsheng ate her congee, her eyes looking somewhat unnatural. She tried to appear calm as she asked, "Brother Xianzhou, aren't you going to the hospital today?"
"I'm taking a break today."
"oh!"
Another silence followed.
Song Xianzhu went to the living room, and Wen Shengsheng finally felt relieved. She was so embarrassed to have Song Xianzhu there.
Everything from last night is still vivid in my mind.
After breakfast, Song Xianzhu asked Wen Shengsheng what she was going to do. She was an inheritor of incense culture, an intangible cultural heritage, and owned an incense-making studio. The brand she created was very famous in the industry.
"Today is the teacher's birthday, I need to go to the teacher's place."
"Old Lin?"
"Um."
"What a coincidence, we're traveling the same way. My parents aren't in the country, so I'm sending my birthday wishes to Elder Lin on their behalf," Song Xianzhu said with a smile.
That's true. The Song family and the Lin family are old friends, and their relationship has always been very close. Soon, Song Xianyin also arrived. When she saw Song Xianzhou here, she looked at her brother with an ambiguous gaze.
"Sheng Sheng, I brought the clothes. Change into them, and we'll go together."
Where is your dress?
"Hey, here it is, hehe."
Wen Shengsheng returned to the house.
Outside, Song Xianyin raised an eyebrow at Song Xianzhou and grinned mischievously: "Brother, what's this?"
I confessed my feelings.
"What? Really? Sheng Sheng agreed?"
Song Xianyin stared wide-eyed in shock.
But Song Xianzhou replied, "I'm still considering it."
"Brother, you'd better step up your game. I heard that Grandpa Lin and the others are going to introduce Sheng Sheng to a boyfriend."
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