"No, I've already found a studio for you. The new house I've prepared for you is a ten-minute walk from your studio. My place is too far from your studio, it's inconvenient."
Besides the distance, Song Lingshan also couldn't stand her younger sister being too clingy and talkative. Last night, her sister kept talking to her without paying attention to her expression, which was really affecting her rest.
She really couldn't handle her younger sister. If she scolded her, the sister would just grin and laugh. She couldn't possibly lay a hand on her sister.
"It's okay, the studio won't be busy anyway. Sister, can I live with you? Aren't you lonely by yourself?"
I can't see my sister during the day anymore. If I'm busy all day and still can't see her, she'll really be sad.
Song Lingshan tilted her head back and took a sip of orange juice, her attitude unusually resolute.
"There's no room for negotiation!"
Song Qiluo completely lost her appetite, put down her chopsticks, and asked in a low voice.
"Sis, have you and Su Luo made up?"
Song Lingshan swallowed the orange juice and frowned slightly. "Why are you asking this?"
"Tell me, I want to know."
Song Lingshan felt a pang of pain in her heart as she recalled Su Luo's somewhat resolute words that he had let her go. She murmured in a daze.
"Let's make up soon."
"Why? Sister, what's so good about him?"
Song Qiluo had always wanted to ask, but she never had the chance. Now she could finally ask her properly.
Song Lingshan suddenly laughed, "I don't know..."
Anywhere is fine, but she doesn't want to tell her sister.
"..."
Song Qiluo never expected her sister to say she didn't know. She had thought her sister would say that everything was good, and then she would present evidence to refute that he wasn't good enough.
Song Lingshan's smile faded, and she said seriously.
"Hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, I'll take you to see your studio."
Song Qiluo picked up her chopsticks again, somewhat dejected.
"All right……"
Secretly in my heart.
That Su Luo is stupid, stubborn, poor, and stutters. What's so good about him?
So what if she's a little better looking and sings a little better?
...
At this point, Su Luo's voice in the live stream was completely ruined; she couldn't utter a single word, let alone sing.
After glancing at the weekly rankings and seeing that Xiaobaihe had gone offline, I finally felt relieved.
There were still four hours until he was supposed to get off work, but he simply couldn't continue broadcasting.
He couldn't even speak, so he asked A Yue for leave, turned off the live stream, tidied up his desk, and left the live stream room.
I went downstairs to the pharmacy and bought some herbal lozenges. I took out two and put them in my mouth.
He then took a taxi home.
When I got home, there was still some time before my daughter got out of school.
After changing into her pajamas, Su Luo climbed into bed, snuggled under the covers, closed her eyes, and prepared to get some rest.
I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep at all.
Who exactly is this Little Lily?
Is it really Song Lingshan?
After thinking it over and over, I still couldn't figure it out, and gradually fell asleep with doubts in my mind.
I slept soundly until dawn the next day.
Su Luo didn't feel any better with her throat; in fact, she felt it was even worse and was in excruciating pain.
Moreover, her head hurt and she felt very cold. When she turned over, she found that the blanket had fallen off the bed. Instead of getting out of bed, Su Luo reached out and picked up the blanket, then covered herself with it again.
I glanced up at the wall clock; it was already nine o'clock.
Oh no, I'm late. My daughter should be at school soon.
It seems they didn't wake him because he was sleeping so soundly.
Su Luo hurriedly sat up, wanting to rush to work, but suddenly felt dizzy and started coughing violently.
"Cough cough..."
Is this a cold?
Su Luo leaned against the headboard, picked up her phone from the bedside table, and planned to ask A Yue for another day off.
But then I found that my phone was out of power, so I plugged it in, waited two minutes, and then turned it on.
Upon seeing the screen, Su Luo's heart tightened.
There were many missed calls, including from A-Yue and even Song Ling-Shan.
Su Luo first called A Yue to explain the reason, then stared at Song Lingshan's phone number, slightly lost in thought.
I'm torn about whether or not to call back.
I'm hesitating.
Ring ring ring!
The doorbell rang urgently from the living room!
Su Luo had no choice but to put down her phone, struggle to get out of bed, and slowly walk to the living room. Standing in front of the door, she asked in a hoarse voice.
Who is it?
"It's me."
When Song Lingshan arrived at the company, she found that Su Luo had not started broadcasting. She asked A Yue, but A Yue couldn't reach her. She also tried to contact Su Luo, but found that Su Luo's phone was switched off.
He immediately put down his work and drove over.
Upon hearing Song Lingshan's voice, Su Luo unconsciously tensed up and asked timidly.
"What's up?"
Song Lingshan was extremely worried and said impatiently.
"Open the door quickly, don't make me repeat myself."
"..."
Su Luo had no choice. If he didn't open the door, Song Lingshan would kick it in. Helpless, he stepped forward and opened the door.
Song Lingshan was stunned when she saw Su Luo. How could Su Luo have changed so much in just a few days? Her face was as red as a tomato, her lifeless eyes were bloodshot, and her lips were pale and bloodless.
My tonsils seem to be inflamed; they're very swollen.
"Have you caught a cold?"
Su Luo nodded slightly, her voice terribly hoarse.
"Yes, I'm not going to work today. Yue and I have already asked for leave."
Song Lingshan said worriedly, "I'll call a doctor for you."
"No, no need, some cold medicine will do."
Su Luo has never called a doctor to her home. If she is really sick, she goes directly to the hospital. Home visits are too expensive, and she simply can't afford them.
Oh, that's not quite accurate. He couldn't afford it before, but he can now, but he still feels it's unnecessary to spend the money. Money should be spent wisely.
Song Lingshan completely ignored his words and took out her phone to make a call.
Call your private doctor over.
Achoo!
Su Luo sneezed, her nose started to run, and she quickly pulled out a few tissues from the tissue box on the coffee table, sat down on the sofa, and began to blow her nose.
After wiping his nose, he threw the tissue into the trash can next to the coffee table and looked at Song Lingshan earnestly.
"You really don't need to call a doctor. You can go back now, or I might give you my cold."
Song Lingshan chuckled and shook her phone.
"You called, and they were coming right away. Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Su Luo looked completely bewildered: "Huh?!!"
What do you mean, "Why didn't he say so sooner?"
Didn't he just say before Song Lingshan called that there was no need to call a doctor?
Was Song Lingshan doing this on purpose, or did she suddenly lose her memory and only retain a few seconds of it?
Song Lingshan ignored Su Luo's bewildered reaction and sat down next to Su Luo in a very natural manner.
She unexpectedly put her arm around his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek.
"?!?!"
Su Luo's body stiffened, and she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
She knew she had a cold, and not only did she not stay away when I told her to, she even came over and kissed me.
Seeing that Su Luo did not refuse, Song Lingshan went even further and kissed his lips.
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