Alone in this empty house, in the dead of night, with cold food, Ni Sitian lowered her head and ate only half a bowl before feeling like she couldn't swallow anymore.
So I got up and cleared the dishes, and by the time I finished, it was almost ten o'clock.
She had planned to wash up and go to bed, but when she saw the medicine on the cabinet, she hesitated for a moment, but still went over and obediently poured water and swallowed the medicine.
Even though Xu Tingchuan is not in the house now, his influence still lingers.
After swallowing the pills, Ni Sitian really despised herself. She was so spineless. How could she be so afraid of him? He didn't have three heads and six arms.
Then she thought again that even if Xu Tingchuan didn't have three heads and six arms, he was still a complete devil. Yesterday, even after drinking, he didn't forget to check if she had taken her medicine. He had eyes like fire and could see through her little tricks at a glance. She was better off being honest.
Lying in bed, Ni Sitian felt a lingering bitter taste in her mouth. She suddenly remembered the candy from yesterday and Xu Tingchuan's kiss. It was their first deep kiss; she clearly felt his passion. He wasn't the abstinent person she had imagined, and even that slightly protruding...
Cough cough, it seems quite large.
The more Ni Sitian thought about it, the less she could sleep. Her cheeks flushed red, so she simply sat up and turned on the light.
Perhaps because she had just slept for two hours, she felt very energetic.
So I got up, took my laptop, sat cross-legged on my lap, turned it on, and opened a document.
Ni Sitian studied agricultural ecology in college because her score for Yihai University was not high, and she compromised on her major to ensure admission.
But in the end, she realized that her compromise was meaningless; before she even entered the school, that person betrayed her.
However, she still had to take responsibility for her choice and obediently began studying the subject she wasn't particularly interested in.
Changing majors isn't impossible, but the requirements are very high. You have to be in the top three of your grade to apply. With her barely passing grades, changing majors is just a pipe dream.
Fortunately, she wasn't entirely without any skills.
The document she's typing now is an article she's going to submit to a magazine. She never imagined that this hobby would develop to this point.
Back when she was in love with that person, she was full of girlish sentiments, and she recorded those feelings with her pen.
As I wrote more, it became a hobby, and I started submitting my work to some girls' magazines.
Over the past three years, this hobby has gradually stabilized. Although the income is still not much, it is enough for her to pay for tuition and daily expenses, and she has even saved a little money.
Xu Tingchuan had asked her before if she was going to look for an internship. She had considered this question, since she basically had no classes left in her senior year and most of her classmates had started their internships.
If it weren't for the little incident of the department head allocating graduate student spots, she would probably have already submitted her resume to a magazine.
The reason she didn't answer when Xu Tingchuan asked yesterday was because she hadn't succeeded yet.
Xu Tingchuan was too outstanding. She knew she was somewhat insignificant in front of him, but she also wanted to prove that she wasn't incapable of doing anything wrong, and that she could find a job she liked on her own.
Ni Sitian was so engrossed in her document that she forgot the time until her laptop showed a low battery. Only then did she realize that her shoulders and neck were a little sore. She saved the document, turned off the computer, stretched, and dozed off.
Looking at the time, it was already past midnight. Xu Tingchuan probably wasn't coming back, was he?
Thinking this, Ni Sitian put the laptop on the bedside table and went to sleep with a little dissatisfaction and frustration.
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