"Buzz buzz buzz..." The sound of the cell phone alarm clock made the bed seem to shake.
Lin Yue closed her eyes, reached for her phone, and turned off the alarm.
Dressed neatly, Song Yunzheng leaned against the door, glancing at her languid appearance. He couldn't resist walking over and pinching her soft cheek.
"Get up."
Lin Yue buried her head in the pillow. "I'll just sleep for another five minutes."
“You said the same thing five minutes ago, and you’ve already turned off the alarm twice…”
Song Yunzheng reached out and turned her over so that her face was up. He touched her forehead to check again whether she had a fever.
"Do I need to ask your advisor for leave?"
The head on the pillow shook rapidly, "No, there are so many things to do."
"Then why aren't you getting up yet?"
What time is it?
Nine o'clock.
Nine o'clock? Nine o'clock?!
The person on the bed jumped up and saw a small, radiant white figure dart into the dressing room, get dressed, and then disappear into the bathroom.
She was going to be late! No! She was already late! She was very anxious.
From getting dressed to washing up and getting ready, it takes no more than two minutes.
Song Yunzheng looked at her nonchalantly, "Not wearing makeup?"
"I don't have time." Lin Yue quickly tied her hair into a high ponytail, grabbed her bag, and left.
"Have breakfast before you leave, I'll see you off."
"I'm not eating anymore, I'm going to be late."
Song Yunzheng glanced at his watch calmly, then handed her the peeled egg. "No rush, let's go after we finish eating. I'll take you."
Lin Yue reluctantly took the egg, stuffed the whole thing into her mouth, and chewed it with great difficulty...
"You can open your mouth now, but why can't you at other times?" Song Yunzheng said with a teasing look in his eyes, handing her the milk he had poured.
Lin Yue: "?!?!?!"
What kind of indecent words are those of this old man!
After Song Yunzheng finished his breakfast at a leisurely pace, the two of them went out hand in hand.
I thought I'd just drop them off at the school gate and leave, but they insisted on seeing them to the classroom door and even greeted their tutor and classmates warmly.
Lin Yue: "..."
"Okay, you can go back now, bye-bye." After saying that, she turned around and was about to walk into the classroom.
Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and she was pulled back by the man behind her.
Song Yunzheng lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, and immediately a chorus of "Wow..." erupted from the classroom.
Lin Yue, her face flushed, nudged him and said reproachfully, "You did that on purpose."
Song Yunzheng smiled and whispered in her ear, "Study hard, get along well with your classmates, I'll pick you up this afternoon."
Back in the car, Song Yunzheng took out his phone and made a call.
"Hey, are you busy? Okay, same place as always."
After hanging up the phone, he looked out the car window toward the school gate and smiled faintly.
Sunlight pierced through the thin mist, bathing the magnificent school gate in a soft golden hue. The Bentley Mulsanne, bathed in golden sunlight, drove toward its next destination.
Cloudcool Bar.
Song Yunzheng, dressed in casual clothes, leaned comfortably on the sofa, his gaze leisurely fixed on the scenery outside the glass window on the 80th floor.
The sunlight scatters like broken gold, the white clouds float like clouds, and the blue sky is like a huge sapphire, so close that it seems you could reach out and touch it.
Tang Shiting casually toyed with his wine glass, a lazy smile playing on his lips. "You didn't call me here at this hour just to enjoy the scenery with me, did you?"
"Is that not allowed? The scenery here is picturesque. I asked you to come out and get some fresh air to clear your head. You're so focused on your work now, even your hair looks lighter."
Song Yunzheng uttered infuriating words, picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, took a small sip, and frowned slightly. Clearly, the tea did not suit his taste.
"Thank you so much..."
Tang Shiting glanced at the wine glass in front of him, then at the teacup in front of him, and couldn't help but click his tongue. "Your old-fashioned style is becoming more and more like Uncle Song's. Is it appropriate for you to drink tea and me to drink wine?"
Song Yunzheng glanced at him indifferently, his voice calm, "I have to drive later, so I can't drink."
In mid-November, with the heating on full blast, Tang Shiting leaned back comfortably, reached out and unbuttoned the collar of his white shirt, his usual nonchalant demeanor softening. "You disappeared for more than half a year. Seeing you again, you finally look the same as before. I'm happy for you both."
Song Yunzheng was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Have you ever made a vow?"
"Of course, but sometimes it's hard for us to be strict with ourselves to keep every promise, just like a white lie."
The sun was rising, and its dazzling light made it hard to open one's eyes.
Song Yunzheng shook his head firmly, "I will do it."
He will always remember the vow he made on the beach that day. If there is truly cause and effect and reincarnation, and if he has accumulated good deeds in the first half of his life, then he will definitely work hard to accumulate blessings in the second half of his life, only wishing for the peace and well-being of his loved ones.
...
At four in the morning, Yunxi was fast asleep when Rong Youze pulled her out of bed. He helped her get ready almost with her eyes closed, wrapped in a very warm down jacket. The cold wind on her face made her a little more awake.
Yunxi once said that she longed to witness the magnificent sunrise on the mountaintop, and she looked forward to seeing the first ray of sunlight pierce through the clouds.
Soft music played in the car. Yunxi nestled comfortably in the passenger seat, her eyes gently closed, not moving at all.
As the car drove along the winding mountain road, a gentle whisper reached my ears: "Yunxi, look out the window."
Yunxi groggily opened her eyes and looked out the car window.
In the distance, a line of dawn breaks across the edge of the dark forest, resembling a winding dragon. Gradually changing from deep black to cyan, it then intermingles with orange, creating distinct layers—a tranquil yet grand painting slowly unfolds into the distance.
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