7:00 a.m.

The rain outside the window has completely stopped.

The sky outside the window penetrated in, illuminating the entire bedroom.

Liu Qingning was lying on the bed, holding the quilt tightly in her arms, breathing rapidly, and the blush on her face seemed to have not dissipated for a long time.

There seemed to be the temperature of Tang Song's palms remaining on her chest and legs. The numb feeling was running around in her body like an electric current, and her heartbeat could not slow down.

She bit her lip, and the picture just now appeared in her mind.

The big villain Tang and Song not only had to touch her, but also let her open her eyes to watch her, and also wanted her to recall every bit of her in high school.

This sense of shame is much more intense than in the large flat floor of No. 1, Shencheng Bay.

At that time, she was more afraid of losing him, and her emotions were as complicated as a mess.

The two have such a familiar relationship that besides love, friendship also accounts for a large part.

This kind of intimacy in her calm state made her unable to withstand it.

"Mingyi—"

Liu Qingning whispered, buried her face deeply in the quilt, and her fists were tightly pressed.

At the same time, my heart felt a little sour and gloomy again.

In her memory, that boy Tang Song has always been a foolish and innocent boy.

In the past, the two of them went shopping and watching movies together. Even though the atmosphere was coming, he didn't even dare to hold hands. Most of the time, she took the initiative.

But in just one year, he became a "lustful" and interesting "scumbag".

No need to think about it, the "training" of the gentle and gentle mature woman is definitely indispensable.

The Tang and Song dynasties now have turned into a warm and soft shape.

Then, Liu Qingning took a deep breath, reached out to touch the phone beside her pillow, unlocked it and clicked on the album, and flipped into a photo in her favorites.

It was a physical photo she took with her mobile phone. The picture was very atmosphere. In the photo, a man and a woman stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window, with black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

The boys are from the Tang and Song dynasties, while the girls are the most beautiful faces in the domestic entertainment industry, the most beautiful faces in the Asia-Pacific, the actress, the queen of the audience, the queen of the song, and the summer Yu.

Su Yu snuggled beside Tang Song, with a slight smile on his face, which was lively and beautiful.

Judging from the appearance of the Tang and Song dynasties, this photo was taken five years ago, which is the second semester of the sophomore year.

At that time, she had just begun to engage in AI competitions, and her life was filled with busyness, and she had less and less chats with Tang and Song.

It was also in that year that Qingning Technology was officially established.

This photo is preserved internally by Qingning Technology. Some old photos from the founding period of the company were accidentally seen in the archives room.

She knew that Tang Song owned 3% of Qingning Technology's equity, and also knew that he was involved in the founding stage of the company.

At that time, Su Yu had become a first-line star, and Tang Zong Entertainment also participated in the early investment of Qingning Technology.

To this day, Tang Zong Entertainment and Juxinghui still hold 4% of the shares of Qingning Technology.

So she believed in this photo.

However, this does not mean that there is any emotional entanglement between the Tang and Song dynasties and Su Yu.

After all, her nanny, Aunt Mei, once said that Su Yu had never had close contact with any male and had always remained single.

But this is enough to prove that the relationship between Tang and Song dynasties and Su Yu was extraordinary, at least for many years.

Otherwise, Su Yu would not have lent her the house at No. 1 Shenchengwan.

As her best friend in the Tang and Song dynasties, she knew nothing about it.

She really lacked a key companionship for his growth.

Love and friendship, Wenruo and Suyu.

She felt like she was excluded from his world.

For her, this is the most unacceptable thing.

Liu Qingning faintly felt like "heroic hatred pressing the golden thread every year and making wedding clothes for others."

Thinking of this, the squeaking sensation came from my head again.

Liu Qingning gritted her teeth and told herself not to think about it anymore.

Even if I am unwilling to give up and suffer no matter how painful it is, things have come to this point and I can only find a way to solve it bit by bit.

"Dongdongdongdongyiyi" knocked on the door.

Liu Qingning quickly took a deep breath, suppressed the painful emotions on her face, and tried to make her expression look calmer.

The door was gently pushed open.

Tang Song walked in with a smile, "Qingning, come out for dinner, try the love breakfast I made for you."

"Yeah." Liu Qingning responded, lifted the quilt, sat slowly to the edge of the bed, and put on slippers.

The migraines coming from her head made her movements look particularly slow.

Just as he was about to get up, Tang Song's figure suddenly came to her, touched her forehead, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?"

Liu Qingning smiled, "No, it's just because it's happening, my stomach hurts a little."

"I'll help you rub it." Tang Song sat down next to her without saying a word and rubbed his hands.

He put one hand on her waist and gently pressed her lower abdomen with the other hand, and began to massage and rub it gently.

"Hmph~~" Liu Qingning couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan, her body trembled slightly, and a hint of shyness and joy flashed in her eyes.

Tang Song's care and care were the best medicine for her.

"Actually, the best way is to drink painkillers, ibuprofen, etc., but your stomach has always been bad.

I'm quite worried. It depends on the situation later. If it's not particularly painful, try not to take medicine."

Liu Qingning said "um" and leaned her head on his shoulder, enjoying his warmth.

The pain gradually faded.

"I cooked millet porridge and drink more later to warm my stomach and relieve the pain." Tang Song whispered while rubbing.

His experience in relieving dysmenorrhea is still praised by Wen Ruan, and the effect is not good.

However, the white moonlight is far less "strong" than the eldest sister.

She has been weak since childhood. When she was in high school, she was always the first to be infected whenever someone caught a cold and often asked for leave to go to the infirmary.

But it is precisely because of this reason that Tang and Song in high school were able to take care of her and be alone with her.

The relationship between the two gradually became intimate through the repeated care.

After breakfast, Liu Qingning's headache had completely disappeared. After looking at the clearer sky outside, she wanted to take Tang Song to stroll outside.

She was a plane at 4 pm, and she only had half a day left with Tang and Song, and every minute and every second seemed particularly precious.

The two of them put on light sportswear and walked downstairs with their hands in hand.

The air after the rain is particularly fresh and cool.

The fallen leaves under your feet were wet with the rain, and when they stepped on it, they made a slight "rustling" sound.

They walked along the wet streets and walked in the neighborhoods around Yanjingtian City, talking and laughing.

After leaving for a long time.

Liu Qingning suddenly stopped and her eyes fell on a row of shared bicycles beside her.

He suggested in a cute tone: "I'm a little tired from walking, why don't we ride a bike? Cycling from here to Qingxin Home Community and then go and see where you lived before."

Since Tang and Song moved to Yancheng, she has never seen him, but has visited Qingxin Home and the house he rented in the video.

I'm actually very curious and regretful about it.

"From here to Qingxin Home, you can ride a bicycle for about 10 kilometers. Are you in good health?" Tang Song pointed to her lower abdomen.

Liu Qingning took out her cell phone and started scanning the code to unlock the bicycle. She replied without raising her head, "Look at me if I am. We went out to play in the past, but it was much farther than this, and I don't feel much pain now."

She actually has no problem with dysmenorrhea, she was completely due to migraine before.

Speaking of the past, Tang Song couldn't help but chuckle: "It seemed like I was riding a bike to carry you? You still had to hold your schoolbag and refused to hug my waist directly. It's a bit regrettable. I didn't realize the feeling of being 'trapped the ball and hitting someone'."

Liu Qingning's face turned slightly red, and she pretended to be angry and patted him: "Hmph! I didn't expect you to be full of bad thoughts at that time! I thought you were so simple at that time!"

"Haha." Tang Song chuckled, leaned into her ear, put his shoulder, and whispered: "At that time, my 'bad thoughts' were not just this, but even more excessive. Do you want to hear it?"

"Go to you! I don't want to listen!" Liu Qingning made an angry expression, her face bulging like a bun, kicked the fallen leaves on her feet, and urged, "Hey, stupid, hurry up and scan the code to unlock the lock, otherwise I will leave first!"

Tang Songxiao looked at her and kissed her, then took out his cell phone and scanned the code to unlock it, stepped onto a bicycle, and his movements were neat and elegant.

He looked back at Liu Qingning, his eyebrows were full of doting: "Are you ready?"

"Three, two, one, set off!"

The streets of Yancheng on weekend mornings are a little crowded, with the sycamore leaves swaying in the wind, and the air is filled with the fragrance of soil and plants.
To be continued...