Insomnia

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He half-knelt on the ground, helped Wen Qingying take off his slippers, gently moved his legs to the sofa, put a pillow behind his head, adjusted his sleeping position, and finally covered him with a quilt.

Wen Qingying's sleep quality made Tao Ling extremely envious. During the whole process, his breathing was not disturbed from beginning to end.

But it was precisely because of his deep sleep that Tao Ling felt a lot more at ease.

Looking at him unscrupulously, it's like the unscrupulous thing in my heart has become safe, shrouded in the night, and my affection can't be discovered even if it flows like a river.

As long as you don't open your chest, you can keep hiding it if you like it.

Tao Ling continued to sit on the edge of the sofa, getting tired from half-kneeling. Finally, he simply sat down, placed his hands on the edge of the sofa, and watched Wen Qingying sleep in a daze.

How much distance is there between liking and liking?

Tao Ling couldn't think clearly.

While in a daze, Wen Qingying suddenly seemed to have had a nightmare. He frowned involuntarily and gritted his teeth. I don't know whether it was because of anger or pain. He clenched his fists, his chest rose and fell violently several times, and his breathing changed. It has to be very urgent.

Tao Ling was startled and knelt straight, thinking that he was about to wake up. But Wen Qingying's face only twisted for a while, and then gradually calmed down, leaving only a slight frown between her eyebrows.

But within a few minutes, his whole person suddenly changed. He was calm and handsome just now, but now he looked extremely fragile and pale.

Tao Ling felt uncomfortable, but could do nothing. After observing for a moment, he confirmed that Wen Qingying was still in his dream. As if he was suddenly possessed, he leaned forward and kissed him gently on the forehead.

Is touching someone you like addictive?

Tao Ling didn't know, and he had never felt it before. He just indulged in it for a while in the middle of the night. He held his breath, trembled his lips, and kissed Wen Qingying's forehead, and then kissed her eyebrows.

Finally, with his heartbeat becoming increasingly uncontrollable, he stood up in panic and went to the bathroom.

What a gaffe.

Tao Ling took a pool of cold water, held his breath and buried his face in it, his fingers still shaking. He felt in his heart that Wen Qingying was a clean gentleman like jade, while he was a despicable and dark villain.

The self-loathing was so intense that it threatened to tear his heart apart.

A quarter of an hour later, Tao Ling came out with a hot towel and wiped the sweat from Wen Qingying's forehead.

Perhaps it was because she felt better after washing her face, Wen Qingying's eyebrows gradually relaxed.

"Wen Qingying, good night, I dream." A hoarse voice sounded in the soft night.

The next day when the alarm clock rang, Tao Ling got up and found that Wen Qingying was gone. Not only was he gone, but the dining room and kitchen had been cleaned up.

There was a bowl of porridge on the table, still hot, and a glass of juice.

There was a note under the cup, which read: "Sir, I'm leaving. Thank you for the hospitality. You can take a hot bath before going to work. The juice is honey lemonade, which can relieve hangover headaches. I left the cupboard without authorization. Something, sorry.”

After saying that, he signed the note as usual, with a small flower next to his name.

How early do you have to get up?

Tao Ling felt a little distressed, and was surprised that he slept so deeply in the middle of the night.

While drinking porridge, I recalled what happened last night. I couldn't remember most of the scene before going to bed for the first time. I only vaguely remembered taking Wen Qingying to the study. What happened when he woke up in the middle was extremely clear, so clear that Tao Ling despised him again.

After eating, I went to work. When I passed the flower shop, the door wasn't open yet.

During class until noon, Tao Ling felt empty. It wasn't until he stood at the corridor behind the religious center that he suddenly realized that this matter was too simple.

It's just because I didn't see Wen Qingying in the morning.

You're fucking done with Tao Ling.

Tao Ling thought.

The moon was shining brightly last night, and it was sunny in the first half of the day. But in the afternoon, the wind suddenly picked up. The windows were wide open, it was cloudy outside, and the wind blew in and stirred up the papers on the desk, creating a mess.

There was a courier at his feet, which Tao Ling went to pick up after lunch.

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