With Tang Junhe's current military rank, this task is not difficult for him.
Song Zhi looked at his serious expression and was silent for a long time before she let out a long breath and asked coldly, "Are you done? I'll go back when I'm done. I'll say it again, I don't need you to meddle in my affairs."
Seeing her stubbornness, Tang Junhe sighed helplessly, reached out to stop Song Zhi who was about to turn around and leave, and continued to persuade her: "You don't have to stay and suffer like this. There's not even a bed here. Are you sure you can bear to sleep on the floor?"
It was so cold in winter that even if she had made a thick blanket, it would still be cold sleeping on the ground.
She is so delicate, how can she bear it?
Song Zhi smiled coldly and looked at him sarcastically.
"Whether I can bear it or not is my own business. Besides, I have nowhere to live now. If I don't live here, should I live in the staff housing? Should I live with you?"
Tang Junhe looked at her stubborn little face and the hostility in her eyes, and he remained silent for a long time.
Song Zhi looked at his silence, and the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth deepened a little.
At this moment, he suddenly said: "If you want me to take responsibility, I can..."
His words set off alarm bells in Song Zhi's heart, and she interrupted him immediately before he could say anything.
"Need not."
Her suddenly raised tone startled Tang Junhe, who looked at her in confusion.
Seeing her so emotional, I felt even more guilty. After all, she was the one who suffered the loss in that incident.
He moved his lips, but before he could finish his words, Song Zhi spoke first: "I will take good care of myself, and I don't need you to take any responsibility. Let's just treat the previous incident as a misunderstanding that never happened. From now on, we will go our separate ways and no one should mention it again."
"It never happened?" Tang Junhe looked at her steadily.
"Yeah, just pretend it never happened."
Song Zhi nodded heavily.
In her previous life, it was because of her stubbornness towards him that she insisted on trying to twist the melon that was not sweet to begin with, which led to such consequences in the end. She didn't want to have anything to do with him in this life anymore.
Tang Junhe looked at her determined expression and frowned slightly. How could he pretend that what had happened had never happened?
Ever since that time, he would always dream of her after he returned home. He dreamed of her fair and delicate arms entwined around him, and her sweet and lingering breath...
The scene of that day always appears in my dreams.
Once some things are broken, there is no way to ignore them.
Song Zhi looked at Tang Junhe with strange eyes, and felt that the look in his eyes when he looked at her was even hotter.
She felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him.
She cleared her throat and simply ordered them to leave.
"I don't have anything else to do here. Thank you and Yin Ran for your help today. It's getting late, so you should go back early."
Her soft and delicate voice brought Tang Junhe back to his senses. He looked at Song Zhi deeply and said, "If you don't want to live here anymore, come to me. I will help you find a new place to live."
Song Zhi immediately realized that he thought she was too delicate and couldn't stand the hardship. She curled her lips in dissatisfaction and didn't respond.
The weather was too cold and she was too lazy to see them off, so she just went back to her room.
Tang Junhe stood there and watched her enter the house before he looked away and turned to walk out.
"Well? She won't even listen to you, will she?"
When Yin Ran saw him come back, he quickly came up to him and asked.
"Let's go."
Tang Junhe did not answer this question, but only uttered two words in a cold voice.
But Yin Ran suddenly understood and said in disbelief, "She really doesn't even listen to you?"
These words made Tang Junhe's face even uglier. He was too lazy to pay attention to the noisy Yin Ran and walked straight outside.
Seeing that they were about to leave, Nie Jinmei and Rong Zhengqing hurried over to say goodbye to them.
On the way back, Yin Ran was still feeling indignant. He didn't expect Song Zhi to be so stubborn. Now even Tang Junhe couldn't change her mind.
"She's really determined to live with that pretty boy!" He said coldly, then turned to look at Tang Junhe, "Junhe, are you really going to compromise like this and let a little girl live with a man? Aren't you afraid of something happening?"
Tang Junhe's face was gloomy, and he just said lightly: "She doesn't like Ran Qiu."
Yin Ran looked at his expression, was slightly stunned, and then his face was full of confusion. Where did he get such confidence?
Song Zhi's personality is now as stubborn as a donkey.
It was completely different from the Song Zhi they knew before.
But Tang Junhe stopped talking, and Yin Ran also felt bored and didn't say anything more. But he thought in his heart that he should find a chance to come over and take a look, so that a good cabbage would not be eaten by a pig.
After returning to the room, Song Zhi began to reorganize his things.
Looking at the bed on the floor, thinking about sleeping on it next, she subconsciously stroked her belly and sighed, "Baby, I'm going to have to work hard for you recently. You'll have to suffer with me for two days."
She certainly won't sleep on the floor all the time.
In such a cold day, sleeping on the floor is not only easy to catch a cold, but also not good for the baby in her belly.
The next day, she would ask a carpenter to make her a bed and some furniture.
The room was empty, without even a cabinet. Things were piled up in a mess in the corner, which made Song Zhi a little unbearable.
Although there are quite a few furniture in her space supermarket, she cannot use them openly like this.
"Oh..." She sighed deeply, then resignedly walked to the corner and tidied up the mess.
She placed the kettle and iron lunch box near the door so that they could be easily taken out.
The clothes were neatly stacked next to his bed.
After reorganizing, although there is still no place to put things, they are much tidier.
Song Zhi clapped his hands in forced satisfaction.
Just as I was about to sit down and rest for a while, there was a soft knock on the door.
She opened the door and saw San Ya standing in front of it.
Because she hasn't been working outside recently and has been eating better, the little girl seems to be a lot prettier than before.
His little face has gained some flesh, and he looks much healthier, no longer as pale and skinny as before.
And I don’t know if it’s Song Zhi’s illusion, but I always feel that the little girl has grown a little taller.
Before, it was only as high as her thigh, but now it is almost as high as her waist.
San Ya held a bowl of steaming water and called Song Zhi "Big Sister" with a smile.
"Big sister, drink some water."
Song Zhi thanked him, took it and took a sip, only to find that the water was actually sweet, probably because a little sugar was added to it.
San Ya saw her expression and asked nervously, "Is it delicious?"
She added a little sugar to the water, but she didn't know if her elder sister would like it.
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