Insomnia

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When he spoke, his breath hit Wen Qingying's neck, feeling crisp and numb.

"My body is so excited because of you," Tao Ling said slowly, "I used to sometimes wonder if there was something wrong with me."

"Now that I think about it, maybe life arranges everyone's desires at different stages."

He paused for a while while speaking, and spoke softer and slower: "You scared me just now. The first time I touched your body, I mean..."

"Oh, my brain is burned out." He said. After speaking, he raised his leg inadvertently. He suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Wen Qingying's state. Hearing that his breathing was heavier than before, he suppressed a smile and said, "You are burned out too." gone."

Wen Qingying was answering him, resting her chin on top of his head and using a little force to nudge him.

The voice almost disappeared, and finally turned into a dreamy whisper: "Wen Qingying, good night, I love you... Although saying it is useless and it can't relieve my symptoms at all, I love you."

Wen Qingying took his hand and took it away again.

After a while, he said something silently, pressed his lips on Tao Ling's forehead, and closed his eyes.

When they got up early the next morning, neither of them dared to look into each other's eyes, and they got in the car without much communication.

Wen Qingying couldn't drive, and Tao Ling was afraid of driving while fatigued. He stopped at a rest stop on the road, stayed silent for two seconds before getting off the car, looked at each other, and finally smiled, and the atmosphere returned to normal.

It was already noon when we arrived at Huaishi. We followed the address given by Jue Xia and found it. That place was an ancient town.

Tao Ling began to feel uneasy before he arrived at the entrance of the town. When he arrived, he saw that it was indeed the place where Tao Jun had brought him.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Wen Qingying shook his hand inquiringly. Tao Ling turned pale and shook his head, then grabbed his hand and held it there.

I followed the address and found it, but I didn't see a gold shop. I asked a few people downstairs and they all said they didn't know. Then I asked about a shop selling traditional musical instruments. The boss pointed in the direction and told me to go up the stairs. .

I thanked them and followed the directions. Unexpectedly, when I went upstairs, there were all shops with inconspicuous signs. After asking a few more shops, I saw a store at a corner.

The store was deserted, with only two counters, and a man in his thirties sitting inside.

The single glass door was small and old. Tao Ling got encouragement from Wen Qingying and knocked on the door. The boss looked up at the sound and blurted out in surprise when he saw him: "Mr. Tao?" As soon as he heard the "Mr. Tao", Tao Ling immediately knew that he was looking for the right place.

He glanced at Wen Qingying, who grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard, and the two of them entered the store together.

The boss looked at the hands they had just let go of, and then looked at Tao Ling carefully.

Tao Ling nodded: "Hello, Boss Qian, I am not Mr. Tao, I am his younger brother. The one you called just now should be Mr. Tao, right?"

Boss Qian opened and closed his mouth, holding a purple clay teapot. After a long while, he laughed heartily and said, "I wonder why I am the only one who is getting older, and you are still exactly the same as you were five or six years ago."

Tao Ling also smiled: "Boss Qian, can I ask you, how did you know my brother?"

"He is my guest." Boss Qian said.

Tao Ling: "But you opened a shop here, and there are so many customers coming and going. You just said that you haven't seen him in five or six years."

Boss Qian leaned forward leisurely, leaning his upper body on the counter, and said mysteriously: "That's different, he has a vision, and he can understand what I want to do at once."

Tao Ling took a breath and raised his left hand: "Is that what you mean?"

"Why are you here?" Boss Qian was a little surprised.

Tao Ling curled his lips palely: "My brother left it for me."

Boss Qian chuckled: "Where has he been? To support the well digging business in the Sahara Desert? Or to plant poplar trees in the desert of Xinjiang? Oh my god, he won't go to Vietnam to dig coal, will he?"

The voice fell behind, and the air was silent for a long while. The boss noticed something was wrong. His eyes flicked back and forth between the faces of the two people in front of him for a moment, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Huh?"

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