Ruan Qingling was unaware of what would happen next. Inspiration struck, and her thoughts flowed freely, making it impossible to stop.
After two hours of writing the foreshadowing, Ya Ya had already fallen asleep.
Seeing that she was in good spirits and still creating, Song Shiting slightly opened his eyelids and said, "It's getting late, haven't you finished writing yet?"
Ruan Qingling replied, "Yes, I have inspiration. I'll write more."
Song Shiting thinks reading is still a good thing.
Reading good books not only helps the government arrange jobs for you, but also helps you earn money.
He remembered that Ruan Qingling had told him before that she wanted a spot in the college entrance examination.
If Ruan Qingling were to take the college entrance examination, perhaps she could achieve the score she wanted?
Song Shiting said, "I'll have someone find you some books to read."
If you want to take the college entrance examination, you can't just do it casually; you must make thorough preparations.
Ruan Qingling then turned to look at him, her eyes showing surprise.
Song Shiting's eyes were serious: "If you want to take the college entrance examination, you need at least a year to study properly. As for... the health center, if you don't want to go after this training, then don't go. Besides, from now on you only need to write articles and study hard. We'll ask Aunt Lan to help us take care of Yaya, so it will be easier."
This is Song Shiting's plan.
Ruan Qingling felt that Song Shiting was putting her first in his plans.
He said, "Let's see how the training goes."
If the training results are satisfactory and I can secure a spot, then Song Shiting won't need to put in too much effort.
She is not a woman who needs a man for everything.
Ruan Qingling: "You need plenty of time to recover. Go to sleep first. I have some ideas that I want to write down."
Song Shiting watched her retreating figure, his gaze deep: "Don't stay up too late, we have to get up early tomorrow."
"I understand," Ruan Qingling replied, without turning around, and continued writing.
It's been a long time since I last wrote anything.
So now that I'm writing, I just can't stop.
By the time Ruan Qingling finished writing, she looked at the time and it was already 10:30.
Like someone who never tires, he still has many stories to write in his mind.
But I have things to do tomorrow, so I'll just get some beauty sleep.
Song Shiting was sleeping on the side.
If Ruan Qingling wants to go to bed, she has to crawl past Song Shiting.
Because the bed was really small.
She glanced at her daughter, Ya Ya, who was sleeping on the innermost side, with only a small blanket covering her stomach.
Ruan Qingling placed one foot on the ground and the other on the bed, pressing her hands down next to Song Shiting.
So the person climbed up.
Just as she was halfway up, Song Shiting suddenly opened his eyes.
Ruan Qingling was stuck on Song Shiting in a dog-like position.
She blinked.
Song Shiting hadn't expected that when he felt the bed move slightly, he would open his eyes to see such a scene.
He watched as she crawled like a dog, one foot over his leg, the other hand reaching out, when she stopped.
This pose is truly suggestive.
Looking into Song Shiting's eyes as he just woke up, Ruan Qingling saw an innocent and pure look, like that of a naive woman. But her posture was like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, as if she wanted to force herself on him.
Her heart warmed, and she asked, "You woke up so quickly?"
While speaking, they were already using their hands and feet to quickly crawl inside.
They're going down already?
Song Shiting lowered his eyes and asked, "Why are you so late?"
Ruan Qingling: "Once inspiration strikes, it's common for me to write in the middle of the night."
Song Shiting turned to look at her.
Ruan Qingling paused for a moment, then quickly added, "I heard it from someone else, and I tested it tonight, and it's true." After she finished speaking, she quickly reached out and moved Ya Ya.
The bed is too small; Ya Ya can't sleep in the middle. I'm worried she'll be crushed into a meat patty.
After settling her daughter in, Ruan Qingling lay down herself.
Song Shiting felt his arm being touched by delicate skin.
When it gets hot, everyone sleeps in short sleeves.
Therefore, Song Shiting could feel Ruan Qingling's skin touching him.
Ruan Qingling didn't mind bumping into Song Shiting.
On the contrary, it was because of the bed that I could only sleep close to him.
Song Shiting's body is warm in winter and cool in summer, so touching him gives you a refreshing and comfortable feeling.
She wrote a lot that night, and when she got tired, she lay down and immediately fell asleep.
Listening to her even breathing, Song Shiting was also surprised by her ability to sleep.
She used to do various things while she was sleeping.
Besides not letting him sleep in the bed, she herself would toss and turn in bed for ages before finally falling asleep, and sometimes she would disturb him so much that he was sleeping on the floor.
Song Shiting looked intently at Ruan Qingling.
Who is she now?
Will I always stay by his side?
Or is it that she might leave at any time?
Since I got used to Ruan Qingling's presence...
Suddenly, it occurred to me that one day, Ruan Qingling abandoned him and Ya Ya and left...
This idea made his eyes widen instantly.
Then look at the people next to you...
Ruan Qingling's long hair cascaded down her back, her face was as white as snow, and her long eyelashes were like brushes. Her face exuded tranquility and elegance, and Song Shiting could even feel the gentle breath she exhaled...
Ruan Qingling slept very well that night.
However, Song Shiting couldn't fall asleep...
...
Liu Qin hadn't dared to come to Song Shiting to inquire about the situation for a long time.
However, her necklace has been missing for so long that there has been no news of it.
It was as if what happened that night was a dream; the police said they hadn't found anyone acting strangely in town since.
She really cried herself to death.
I went to the police station this morning, and the news I received was disheartening.
On the way back, I passed by Ruan Qingling's place.
She stopped and, wanting to see if anyone was home, peeked through the crack in the door.
Song Shiting as seen through the crack in the door.
But... the next second, she was thrown in from outside.
I was crouching down when I realized the door was only slightly ajar.
The door opened automatically when her hand touched it.
Liu Qin was thrown forward.
She stumbled and stood awkwardly in front of Song Shiting.
Song Shiting looked at her with a cold, authoritative gaze.
Liu Qin didn't dare to look Song Shiting in the eye.
Song Shiting asked, "What is it?"
Liu Qin was so embarrassed she wanted to scratch her toes, and shook her head: "No..."
After thinking for a moment, he realized something was wrong, nodded, and said, "I have something to ask you..."
Having had little contact with boys, Liu Qin started to stutter when she spoke.
Song Shiting said, "If you want to ask about the necklace, you should consult the bureau. I'm not working right now."
Liu Qin quickly replied, "Yes, I was rash just now."
Knowing that Song Shiting was injured, she still came to find him, but she definitely wouldn't get any answers from him.
Just then, the sound of a bicycle stopping outside was heard.
Then, Zhao Dongsheng and Xiao Jiang walked in from outside.
Upon entering, I saw Song Shiting and another woman.
Zhao Dongsheng's eyes were somewhat deep.
He asked, "What's wrong?"
Liu Qin was shy and ran away with a blush on her face.
Zhao Dongsheng's gaze deepened.
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