Wanwan was very angry just now. What if she and I return to the way we were before? The panic and helplessness that Song Zhouxing had just suppressed rose again.
As for why he wanted to maintain the current situation with Wanwan, Song Zhouxing probably couldn't explain it. Anyway, the voice deep in his heart told him that if he didn't take measures, something might happen that would make him regret for the rest of his life.
After thinking about it, he slowly walked to Wanwan's door.
If she can't calm down tonight, she might really treat him as a stranger tomorrow night.
But what should I do? Knock on the door? Will she open it for me? Talk to her outside? Will she think I'm insincere?
Song Zhouxing was in a dilemma, swaying as he paced back and forth in front of Wanwan's door.
He seemed anxious but at a loss.
He didn't know that Wanwan in the room saw him like this.
Lying in bed every night, the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. Was it my fault that he was in a bad mood? I was getting angry at her and controlling him. He must be crazy! This box of good medicine I had wasted.
Since Wanwan's bed was facing the window, she easily noticed a figure walking back and forth outside the window.
He looked very anxious and a little overwhelmed.
When Wanwan saw someone like this, she snorted in her heart.
"Master, it will snow heavily tonight, and the temperature will drop by ten degrees." Xiao Mumu, who had been lying dead in the space, suddenly appeared.
"What does the heavy snow have to do with me? What does the temperature drop have to do with me?" Wanwan said disapprovingly.
Suddenly she remembered that Song Zhouxing had just been injured, and her face suddenly changed.
I'm not feeling sorry for him, his injury was caused by me, I have to keep an eye on him, otherwise I will feel guilty. Yes, I am too kind!
Wanwan said stubbornly inwardly.
"Yes, my master is the kindest." Mumu continued Wanwan's words. When Wanwan wasn't paying attention, he rolled his eyes.
I haven't seen you being kinder to other people!
"Oh, isn't this Song Zhiqing? He was yelling at me, a little maid, just now. What brings you here, my dear gentleman?" Wanwan said sarcastically.
"This, this..." Song Zhouxing, who is usually eloquent, was suddenly stuck.
After calming down for a while, Song Zhouxing spoke again.
"I shouldn't have lost my temper with you just now, I..."
"Don't be impatient, stop. There's no need to apologize. I know you feel bad, and I understand. I'm not that petty."
After hearing Song Zhouxing's apology, Wanwan's anger dissipated a little, so she softened her tone.
Wanwan looked at Song Zhouxing with an expression of "How could you look at me like that?", which made Song Zhouxing confused instantly.
If it weren't for the murderous look on your face when you first came out, I would have really believed your lies, Song Zhouxing muttered to himself.
"Oh, of course I know you're not that kind of person, but this is my problem, and I still have to apologize to you."
Song Zhouxing reacted immediately and continued.
"Well, I understand. No matter how your father's affairs develop, don't be anxious. You still have to control yourself and don't do anything stupid.
Forget it, it's getting late tonight, you should go back and rest first. You've been looking for me all day, you must be very tired, and you're injured, so you should rest early."
Wanwan's politeness was mixed with a hint of concern.
Wanwan heard Song Zhouxing's apology, but whether to accept it or not was another matter.
Wanwan said she needed to think about sharing a room with such an emotionally unstable person. This was the first time she had ever experienced such humiliation.
After hearing Wanwan say this, Song Zhouxing had no choice but to return to his room. He didn't know whether Wanwan had forgiven him. Judging from the looks of it, did she forgive him?
He had no idea that Wanwan was planning to get him out of her territory.
It snowed heavily tonight and the temperature dropped. Beiwan was frozen out of bed in the middle of the night.
He quickly took out the ten-pound thick quilt that Meng Mu had sent him from the closet and folded it over the original quilt.
"Wow~ so warm!" Wanwan felt it as she crawled into bed.
"It's just a little heavy, and I can hardly breathe." But compared to the cold, these are just small things for Wanwan.
"I don't know what's going on with Song Zhouxing. Should I take a look?" Wanwan was very conflicted. She hadn't forgiven him yet!
"Forget it. I'm a magnanimous person. This person just helped me today and even saved his life to a certain extent. I'm still a kind person." Wanwan finally convinced herself.
After hiding in the bed and putting on clothes, Wanwan ran to the door of Song Zhouxing and shouted
"Song Zhouxing, the temperature has dropped. If you feel cold, take out the thick blanket and cover yourself."
Wanwan knocked on the door and said after hearing some movement inside.
"Meng Zhiqing?" A puzzled voice came from inside.
"Yes, it's me. I see the temperature is dropping tonight. You're injured, so you don't want to get cold. It would be terrible if you got a fever!"
"Thank you, Meng Zhiqing, for the reminder. I'll get it right away." A response came from inside.
"Okay, I'll go back." Wanwan's feet made a crunching sound as they stepped on the snow. The sound should have been irritating, but at this moment, it sounded so pleasant to Song Zhouxing's ears.
Time flies, especially on days like this when you don't have to go to work and can just lie at home.
During this period of time, Wanwan gradually gave up the idea of asking Song Zhouxing to move out.
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