Chapter 47
It's summer now, and the weather is scorching hot. There's no air conditioning in the corridor.
The corridor was stuffy and hot. Xu Song stood in front of the bathroom, holding a white shirt, pushed open the door and prepared to take a shower.
Ning Qingxu called him.
"What's wrong?" Xu Song asked him without turning his head.
"Wear this when you sleep at night." Ning Qingxu folded her arms across her chest and looked at him indifferently.
Xu Song turned his head helplessly: "What else, I didn't bring pajamas."
"Yes, I have it. Do you want to wear it?" Ning Qingxu said.
He ignored the other person and pushed the door open and closed it. The sound of running water could be heard. The sound came from the other side of the door.
"No need, nerd. Aren't you hot standing there? I even want to take a cold shower."
Ning Qingxu responded and warned him, "Don't take a cold shower. It's easy to catch a cold."
But she turned around and went into Xu Song's room, turned on the air conditioner, and stayed in his room.
Before Xu Song came, this room was vacant. The third floor was where Ning Qingxu and his family lived. There were only Ning Qingxu, Ning Xu, Ye Xin, and Ye Lan on this floor.
The old man from the Ning family loved the life in the mountains and rivers and was very happy living in the scenic area. So he did not live with them.
The vacant room wasn't meant for the old couple. It could only be for their future daughter-in-law. But Xu Song lived there—his place in Ye Lan's heart was already clear.
Although Ning Qingxu may move out with her partner in the future, if this possibility is ruled out, then this position will be left to Xu Song.
He sat down in his computer chair, pulled his phone out of his pocket, and the screen lit up.
He didn't delete An Qian's WeChat, but he never contacted her. In the WeChat list, her profile picture and name were changed.
Ning Qingxu didn't have the habit of leaving notes for anyone other than his family and partner. Naturally, An Qian's WeChat, now refreshed, was unrecognizable.
He looked at it for a while, but still couldn't remember who it was. He wondered if it was a classmate, after all, he never added strangers. He only had 42 contacts on WeChat.
If you accidentally added a stranger, delete him/her.
He typed on the keyboard expressionlessly and sent a message to the other party.
Ning Qingxu: Hello, sorry. I forgot to leave a note. May I ask who you are?
There was no reply from the other party, probably because they didn't read the message.
He clicked on the contact in the top column again, whom he had just contacted.
Xu Song’s circle of friends is filled with all kinds of pictures and texts.
Personalized signatures are also very interesting: even if we haven’t seen each other for a long time, we will still be the same when we meet again.
……What's the meaning
He was feeling a bit complicated, with a sudden increase in heart rate and slight hand tremors. It had been many years.
It turned out that he had always known, knew about the relationship between Ning Qingxu and him, knew about Ye Lan and Xu Muya, and knew about the sudden departure that year.
Over the years, I have never forgotten it for a moment.
Even if you forget what the other person looks like, you still remember their personality and what it was like to be with them.
He couldn't put into words how indescribable the moment was. Should he be moved that Xu Song hadn't forgotten him?
But if Xu Song remembered everything, then he actually knew everything about the conversation at the dinner table.
Is he pretending to be indifferent, not wanting Ning Qingxu and Ye Lan to think too much?
He knew Xu Song's personality very well, but he didn't expect that although he looked simple and innocent, he would also think a lot and be so sensible that it made people feel distressed.
Ning Qingxu leaned back in his chair and glanced at his phone. It was 8:53.
Xu Song should be almost done washing.
The facilities in Xu Song's room are very cozy, and there are fresh carpets in milky white and light green.
He hadn't showered yet. Although Xu Song didn't have mysophobia, and Ning Qingxu was his boyfriend, his upbringing made him subconsciously avoid sitting on her bed.
He leaned over the carpet.
With a click, the door nearby opened. Xu Song had finished washing.
He glanced around and saw that the bright mansion was deserted with few people around.
I entered the password and the door opened, a gust of cool air washed away the lingering heat from the shower, leaving me feeling incredibly refreshed.
When Xu Song walked in, he saw his boyfriend sitting on the carpet. For some reason, he wanted to laugh when he saw his boyfriend.
He walked towards Ning Qingxu with a smile: "Why are you sitting here? Aren't you cold with the air conditioner turned on so low?"
The boy, who had just taken a shower, had a clean, light scent of lemon tea on him, and his sudden approach made the scent spread.
Ning Qingxu enjoyed the beauty of the moment, blinked, took the other person's hand and stood up, responding with a clean smile: "I'm not, I'm afraid of dirtying your bed."
…
It was a nice sentence, how could this person say it so strangely.
Xu Song pushed him and said, "You know you're dirty, go take a shower."
"Um."
The sentence just now gave Ning Qingxu a reason to live with Xu Song.
After he finished taking a shower, he saw Xu Song lying on the bed playing with his cell phone.
He smiled and walked over briskly to sit next to Xu Song: "What are you looking at?"
"--Baby."
Xu Song said slowly: "Nothing."
"Um...it seems like someone sent you a message just now. It rang for a moment, but I didn't read it." Xu Song said.
"Okay." Ning Qingxu responded.
He glanced at the phone on the table and looked at the message. It was the message from the unknown person who changed his name.
Love without period: No, you really don't know if you don't know it. Give a note, will you?
Judging from the tone of their voice, they are probably friends in real life.
After talking for a long time, the other party still didn't tell him the name. He had no patience and typed a line of words and sent it over.
Ning Qingxu: So you are
The other party was online, but he didn't reply quickly after seeing the message, and seemed to be thinking deeply.
Love Without End: Can we just be friends online?
Xu Song suddenly kicked him, and the latter looked at him waiting for an explanation.
"What's wrong?" Ning Qingxu asked.
Ning Qingxu thought he was too excited after watching the climax of the horror movie, so he asked another question.
"Watching a horror movie"
Xu Song shook his head and said nothing.
He asked again: "Did Li Ziyan send you anything?"
Xu Song shook his head again.
"What's the matter?" Ning Qingxu looked at him.
He slumped the phone in front of him and used a mock honorific: "My dear mother asked how long I would like to talk to you."
He was afraid Ning Qing would overthink things and point out that it was him. He added, "Because of my glands."
Ning Qingxu suddenly sighed.
He guessed it was because of his glands, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Pour out all your thoughts and tell them everything, regardless of whether the other person wants to hear it or not.
"Because of my glands...if we keep talking and get to the point of talking about marriage, we might not be able to have children in the future."
Having said this, he paused for a moment.
Then he continued, "My mother is also worried about this. She cares about my opinion. This matter is related to you, so I want to know what you think."
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