Song Ximin's foot injury was not serious, and it would be fine if you just lie down quietly for a few days. Song Chenyang was not there, so the matter of taking care of Song Ximin naturally fell on Sui Xinlei.

"Sister Xinlei, thank you. I've really troubled you these days!"

Song Ximin is a person who knows how to be grateful. He has seen Sui Xinlei's hard work these days. Because his feet cannot move, Song Ximin has spent almost all of them in bed these days:

I was afraid that I would be bored at home alone, so I would always put some magazines on the bedside table to pass the time, while Sui Xinlei would always try to get off work early to accompany me;

She was also afraid that she would be "restless" at home alone and worried that she would still walk around if her foot was injured. She would always call her every once in a while while she was working;

Every day after work, Sui Xinlei would be busy in the kitchen for most of the day, and all the dishes she cooked were loved by Song Ximin; and before going to bed, Sui Xinlei would wash and wipe herself.

Every bit of it, Song Ximin was moved by what Sui Xinlei did for herself.

"You, if you do this again, I won't care about you!"

Sui Xinlei pretended to be angry and said to Song Ximin. This little girl really scared herself.

At first, he received a call from Lu Nianchen saying that Song Ximin was injured in his foot. To be honest, Sui Xinlei was really scared. When he saw Song Ximin, the heart hanging in Sui Xinlei's heart calmed down.

Fortunately, the foot injury was not serious, otherwise Sui Xinlei really didn't know how to explain to Song Ximin's parents.

Of course, in order not to worry them, Sui Xinlei did not tell anyone, and even Song Chenyang himself did not say it.

In fact, this is also what Song Ximin means.

"How dare you!" Song Ximin stuck out his tongue mischievously, then leaned his head against Sui Xinlei's shoulder, hugged her arm, and said with a smile, "But, I know Sister Xinlei, you won't ignore me."

Although it is a naughty word, it sounds heartwarming and warm.

Although Song Ximin is usually a little carefree and impulsive in everything he does, he is still a very straightforward and cute girl.

However, how can a girl with such a true temperament bear to be hurt?

"Ximin, do you like Nian Chen?"

Although Sui Xinlei already had an answer in her heart, she still wanted to listen to Song Ximin telling the answer she had guessed in person.

When talking about Lu Nianchen, the scene of Lu Nianchen walking down the mountain suddenly flashed in Song Ximin's mind: the sun is very warm, the air is very fresh, and the hearts become warm as people's hearts become warm.

Lie on Lu Nianchen's broad back, holding his neck with his hands, his nose was wrapped with his smell: such intimate contact seemed to have suddenly brought the distance between him and him.

For some reason, Song Ximin's face turned red.

Does she like Lu Nianchen? Yes, she likes it. When did it start? Song Ximin herself couldn't explain it clearly. She only knew that if she couldn't see the man named Lu Nianchen, she would feel that she missed him very much. When she saw him, her heartbeat would inexplicably accelerate and her face would turn red.

Song Ximin knew that this feeling was called liking, and she was sure that she had fallen in love with Lu Nianchen.

In line with her feelings, Song Ximin nodded shyly.

"Ximin, then Nian Chen, do he like you too?"

Sui Xinlei asked carefully, for fear that Song Ximin would be injured if she asked inadvertently. So, her tone of questioning was as gentle as possible.

Speaking of this, Song Ximin's original excellent mood suddenly became much lower. If she hadn't been injured in her foot, she would have been able to climb to the top of the mountain, and then Lu Nianchen would have considered his pursuit of him.

"It's all because of my unscrupulous foot,"

While speaking, Song Ximin sat upright and leaned his back against the backrest of the bed, looking depressed, "If my foot hadn't been sprained, maybe Lu Nianchen would have agreed to date me long ago."

Sui Xinlei only knew that Song Ximin and Lu Nianchen had gone on a date, and that date was proposed by Lu Nianchen.

But I was a little surprised at that time, thinking that Lu Nianchen would actually propose to date Song Ximin.

Now that Song Ximin said this, the surprise in his heart was naturally resolved: it turned out that there was such a "turnaround" here.

"But I wouldn't give up so easily,"

Song Ximin seemed to be in a daze again. The depressed expression on her face just now had been replaced by a confident smile.

"Isn't there a saying: 'Women chasing men'? I believe that Lu Nianchen's layer of veil will be pierced soon, making Lu Nianchen fall in love with me."

"But, Ximin..."

Faced with Song Ximin's confidence in pursuing the people he likes, Sui Xinlei really didn't want to be hit, but she was worried that Song Ximin would still be hurt in the end. She said that she wanted to speak but stopped.

"Sister Xinlei, you will support me, right?"

Turning his head, Song Ximin looked at Sui Xinlei with a eager look, just wanting to get Sui Xinlei's sincere support.

"I……"

Facing Song Ximin's extremely eager eyes and looking at the seriousness in her eyes, Sui Xinlei was stunned: Isn't a person so brave to love worthy of being supported? Don't everyone have the right to pursue their own happiness?

In the world of love, there is no absolute. Whoever likes whoever falls in love with him, who knows that Lu Nianchen will not be moved by Song Ximin. Isn’t feelings gradually arising from the long-term relationship? Isn’t this what he and Song Chenyang are like?

Subconsciously, Sui Xinlei nodded with a sincere look:

"Ximmin, I just hope you can be happy!"

Really happy. No matter what the outcome will happen with Lu Nianchen in the future, Sui Xinlei only hopes that Song Ximin can be happy.

Feeling Sui Xinlei's blessing, Song Xi said with sensitivity:

"Thanks!"

When I thought about something, I added:

"Sister Xinlei, what were you going to say to me just now?"

"Oh, nothing."

Some things that are considered too much are good.

Song Ximin did not continue to ask Sui Xinlei's answer. However, his eyes rolled, and a cunning light flashed through his eyes, and he approached Sui Xinlei's ears ambiguously:

"Sister Xinlei, should you go to find your happiness at this point?"

Every night, this time is the time for Sui Xinlei and Song Chenyang to have a video. Song Chenyang has not finished some work in the UK, so he has been staying there for this period of time.

I can't go back to China, so I can only send lovesickness through video.

Sui Xinlei could naturally hear the meaning of Song Ximin's words. For no reason, his ears turned red, but he couldn't speak to refute the little girl's joke.

Looking at Sui Xinlei's hot and red earlobes, Song Ximin's teasing became even more enthusiastic:

"Sister Xinlei, go quickly, don't worry about me. Don't let my second brother wait there in a hurry. That's my sin! I'll be sorry!"

Song Ximin's "reasonable" sounded so awkward to Sui Xinlei, although her words hit her heart.

Sitting up from the bed, Sui Xinlei pretended to be angry and said to Song Ximin:

"If you do this again, I won't make crispy pork ribs for you tomorrow."

"Sister Xinlei, I know I'm wrong. I'll shut up immediately. Don't deprive you of the benefits of eating delicious food!"

Song Ximin quickly admitted her mistake with Sui Xinlei. She didn't want to make her stomach feel wronged because of her verbal pleasure.

"Okay, take a break early! Now you need to take a good rest."

Sui Xinlei naturally would not care about Song Ximin, but he should be serious and should be taken seriously when he should be careful.

"good!"

Song Ximin nodded obediently.

"Good night!"

"Good night!"

After coming out of the room, Sui Xinlei walked upstairs. Because Song Ximin's foot was injured, in order to make her sleep comfortable, Sui Xinlei let her out her room and slept in the room where Song Chenyang used to sleep.

Since Song Chenyang started sleeping with him in the same room as he "openly" since that day, the "master bedroom" upstairs has almost become a decoration.

Although the person is not there, the breath of Song Chenyang seems to be lingering during the period.

Sui Xinlei sat down in front of the desk and turned on the laptop.

When the computer screen lights up, what I recall in my mind is what Song Ximin teased himself just now:

Although it was a joke, it really hit my own voice.

Yes, Sui Xinlei started to miss him from the first night when Song Chenyang flew to the UK. Then, the second night, the third night, the fourth night, the still miss him, miss him, and miss him.

When cooking, I will inadvertently think of the dishes he wants to eat; when washing dishes, I will inadvertently think of the scene where he hugged himself from behind and then washed dishes together; when I woke up in the morning and washed up, I will inadvertently think of the scene where I argued with him "whether toothpaste starts from below or from the middle"...

In this apartment, there are too many memories with Song Chenyang. If you are unintentional, those scenes will jump into your mind.

Every thought of it inadvertently is his longing for Song Chenyang; and after every thought, Sui Xinlei found that his longing for Song Chenyang would become stronger.

Sui Xinlei didn't know how long the distance was. But there was one thing she knew very well and was sure: that was that her love for Song Chenyang had become very deep.

What can fade these thoughts is to follow Song Chenyang, who is far away from the UK, every night, through the computer.

During the video call every night, the two of them would talk about what they did today and talk about whether there were any or not. Most of them were Song Chenyang listening, while Sui Xinlei was talking;

Occasionally, Song Chenyang would talk about some work matters, but very few. Under normal circumstances, he would not talk about Hongbo in front of Sui Xinlei.

Even in China, he would not bring Hongbo's affairs home. His women don't have to worry about their careers, they just need to be hurt by themselves.

Song Chenyang has always been clear about public and private affairs, and business is only in the company, and it is time to relax when he goes home.

What Song Chenyang didn't know was that this moment of every night was the happiest moment for Sui Xinlei.

However, some time ago, because Song Ximin was injured in her foot and had to take care of her, Sui Xinlei and Song Chenyang had not had a video for several days.

Today, it was the first time I had a video editing after so many days.

When the computer screen lit up and when Sui Xinlei clicked on the video with her mouse, her heart was inexplicably nervous.

Especially when Sui Xinlei looked at the beating "on button" in the video, the tension in her heart became even stronger, and it seemed to be mixed with a hint of expectation.

Soon the key stopped beating, and a familiar figure appeared in the video, right in the computer video.

Sui Xinlei saw the familiar face in the video, day and night thinking, smiling at her, but in the next second, the smile on her face was replaced. Instead, she looked worried and nervous:
To be continued...