Chapter 289
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"Su Zhinian, I need to trouble you with something …"
Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's car as soon as she walked out of the residential area.
She walked forward to knock on the window, but it was still closed, and there was no sign of it going down.
Su Zhinian's car window was covered with a film. Song Qingchun stuck her face close to the window and barely managed to make out Su Zhinian sitting in the driver's seat, looking at his phone with his head lowered.
She didn't know what it was that attracted him, but he was very focused on it. His long, curly eyelashes drooped, and his usually emotionless face was suffused with a layer of faintly discernible gentleness, as if he was recalling something beautiful, satisfied and contented.
Song Qingchun knocked on the window again, but there was still no response from Su Zhinian. She reached out to pull on the car door, but she realized it was locked. She pulled out her phone from her pocket to call Su Zhinian.
Through the car window, Song Qingchun could hear the sound of singing.
She couldn't hear it clearly, but she managed to make out a few words. "The man hidden in my memory … If we meet in the sea of people …"
Su Zhinian didn't answer the phone but turned to look out the window. Then he raised his hand to unlock the car.
Song Qingchun pulled the door open, and Su Zhinian's ringtone was clearer. "The man hidden in my memory, with you, my youth is complete. Thank you for your sincerity, for letting me know that you can do anything to love someone …"
The song, be it the melody or the lyrics, were moving. She subconsciously turned to look at Su Zhinian's phone, but before her eyes could reach his screen, the call was hung up. Then, she saw him shove his phone into his pocket with a nonchalant expression.
As Song Qingchun put on her seatbelt, she asked, "How did you get here so fast? When you answered the phone, were you near my home?"
"Yes," Su Zhinian answered as he started the car.
Su Zhinian's home and company were at the western side of the city, and Song Qingchun's home was at the southern side of the city. Su Zhinian mostly visited the eastern, western, and northern parts of the city. She was about to ask why he was there when she saw the documents and laptop on the backseat through the rear-view mirror, so she changed her question. "You have a meeting here?"
Who would talk about work during the New Year? He came here for her … After a long pause, Su Zhinian nodded with a "hmm".
"It's the New Year. Isn't everyone on holiday? Why are you still so busy? "At this point, Song Qingchun noticed Su Zhinian's pale expression.
It had only been five days since they had parted at noon on New Year's Eve, but his face looked much thinner than before. His complexion was a little pale, and there was a trace of illness between his brows.
Song Qingchun frowned. "… Are you sick?"
Su Zhinian did not expect her to be able to tell that he was sick. He was startled for a moment before nodding lightly and nodding once more.
After a while, Su Zhinian added, "I have the flu."
"It's not easy to recover from a cold in winter. Did you go to the hospital? Did you get an injection? Have you taken your medicine? "
Song Qingchun's series of questions caught Su Zhinian off guard. He hesitated for a moment before turning to look at her through the rear-view mirror.
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