Chapter 233
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Su Zhinian did not say another word. He picked up the pillow and quilt that he had just stacked and walked out of the bedroom.
Song Qingchun stopped swallowing the mouthful of milk. She looked at Su Zhinian as he pulled open the bedroom door. She wanted to say something, but she accidentally choked on her own milk and started coughing.
Su Zhinian turned around and saw Song Qingchun's face was red from the coughing. She pointed at the quilt that he was hugging. She wanted to say something, but the words were blocked by the coughing.
After a moment, Su Zhinian understood what she meant. He stopped moving toward her, and with the warm light from the bedroom, he calmed down a little from her sudden coughing. He explained in a light tone, "I'm going to sleep in the living room."
Then, Su Zhinian pulled the door open. He took one step out, but he stopped as if remembering something. He did not turn around to look at her in the room. The bright light from the living room fell on his face, accentuating his flawless skin. When he spoke, his voice was even lighter than before, but it was laced with an indescribable helplessness. "Don't worry, I won't come in at night."
Don't worry, I won't come in at night.
The tone he used when he said that was similar to the tone he used when he came to her bedroom to tell her, "I won't touch you anymore" when she woke up from her nightmare.
Song Qingchun's heart, which had relaxed because he said he was going to sleep in the living room, was suddenly filled with an indescribable feeling.
She could feel a part of her heart shaking. The words were at the tip of her tongue several times, but she swallowed them back down.
She stared at his profile, and her lips moved. In the end, she did not say anything. She lowered her head, hugged the porcelain cup, and took small sips of the milk.
Su Zhinian did not say anything else and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him as he did so.
The light in the bedroom dimmed again. Song Qingchun finished the whole glass of milk in one gulp. She placed the porcelain cup on the bedside table and lay in bed. She tossed and turned, but she couldn't fall asleep. In the end, she turned to her side, hugged the comforter, and stared at the closed door. She bit on her lips. It was her biggest wish that he would not sleep in the same bed with her, but now that her wish had been fulfilled, why did she feel even worse?
Also, was she crazy just now? When he said that he wouldn't come in at night, she actually felt a little pain in her heart. She even had an impulse, an impulse that almost slipped out of her mouth and made him sleep on the bed …
Song Qingchun's heart fluttered even more when she thought about this. She pulled the blanket over herself and started to count sheep in her mind.
The night grew darker and quieter.
Song Qingchun was tired, but her brain kept spinning. It felt like she was dreaming, but at the same time, it did not feel like a dream. She dreamed of Qin Yinan, Qin Yinan, Qin Yinan, and Su Zhinian. This went on for who knew how long. Song Qingchun's consciousness started to fade, but before she could fall asleep, she suddenly heard a voice beside her ear. "Tingting!"
The voice was familiar and vivid like it was right beside her ear. Song Qingchun frowned in her half-awake state. Just as her brows were about to relax, she heard "Tingting" again. This time, the tone was stronger than before, like it was laced with pain. It caused her heart to skip a beat, and she opened her eyes.
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