Li Qingxuan sat quietly on the bed, holding the novel tightly in her hands. She looked at Zhang Ling from time to time, but found that he was completely unaware of the book, as if it did not exist in this world.
"You..." Li Qingxuan picked up the book and waved it in front of Zhang Ling.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Ling frowned and held Li Qingxuan's hand in the air.
His hand actually passed through the book.
"Hiss..." Li Qingxuan took a breath.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Ling asked with concern.
"No, I want to rest. You can take care of your business first." Li Qingxuan wanted Zhang Ling to leave.
She is pregnant now and gets tired easily.
Zhang Ling looked at Li Qingxuan suspiciously, while Li Qingxuan sat there quietly, a hint of impatience in her eyes.
Zhang Ling said nothing more and turned to leave.
Zhang Ling walked out of the tent and quickly pulled out a carrier pigeon from his pocket. He tied a secret letter to its leg. He gently stroked the pigeon's feathers and then released it. The pigeon spread its wings and flew off into the distance.
Zhang Ling watched the carrier pigeon disappear into the sky with a sinister look in his eyes. He knew that time was running out and he had to get support as soon as possible.
After a while, he turned around and went back into the tent.
Li Qingxuan watched Zhang Ling's actions and wondered what his intentions were. She knew that Zhang Ling was wary of her, but she was not afraid.
Zhang Ling is the character she created, and she knows his personality best.
He is inferior and sensitive, suspicious and longs for love.
As night falls, moonlight spills into the room like water.
Li Qingxuan looked at Zhang Ling sitting beside the bed, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. She gently coaxed Zhang Ling, hoping that he would leave and leave her alone.
"You should go and take care of the business first. It's very late now. The child and I need to rest." Li Qingxuan's voice was gentle but firm.
However, Zhang Ling shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of inquiry. "I don't want to leave. I want to stay with you." Since his relapse, his voice has become much rougher and more attractive.
Li Qingxuan sighed. She knew Zhang Ling's character. Once he made a decision, it was difficult to change it. She looked at Zhang Ling, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.
Like, hate, helpless...
All kinds of complicated emotions gathered in my heart.
"Okay, then you can stay." Li Qingxuan finally compromised. She turned around and made the quilt for Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling looked at Li Qingxuan's back and felt a strange warmth in his heart.
He didn't seem to dislike this feeling.
Is this warm feeling a heartbeat? Zhang Ling thought about it and walked to the bedside, gently hugging Li Qingxuan. "Thank you, Qingxuan." His voice was full of tenderness.
Li Qingxuan leaned in Zhang Ling's arms, feeling his warmth. Her heart was full of contradictions. She didn't know what her feelings for Zhang Ling were. However, at this moment, she just wanted to enjoy this warmth and tranquility.
The two of them slept in each other's arms, the moonlight shining through the gaps onto them, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.
On this quiet night, their hearts found a moment of comfort.
Forget everything for now.
Have a good sleep.
Li Qingxuan muttered to herself.
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Little Plum
"Come on, bring a few more jugs of wine." Little Leo ordered.
He was very upset.
Everyone thought that Mr. Zhang was dead.
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