Insomnia

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Tao Ling stood there for a while, then turned the corner and saw Wen Qingying standing at the door.

Seeing each other from a distance, Wen Qingying smiled, walked a few steps outside, and stood on the sidewalk waiting for him.

When we arrived in front of the store, we looked at each other for a moment, and Wen Qingying sent a message asking: "How did you come from there, sir? I was looking at the school gate just now, but I didn't see you."

Tao Ling replied: "I came out a few minutes early today. I just went to take a look and was thinking about what to take you to eat."

Wen Qingying smiled brightly, and her little tiger teeth were exposed without any obstruction, making Tao Ling want to go up and lick her.

After realizing what he was thinking, Tao Ling quickly looked away, only to find that the front of the store was already filled with fresh cut flowers.

He was a little surprised, surprised that the goods came in so quickly, and surprised that the flowers were so prosperous and eye-catching, but he didn't even see them just now.

He turned towards the store and saw a glass vase on the table.

Wen Qingying typed: "My husband said he was too busy to eat at noon, so I went to Shengnu Village, stocked up on goods, and brought a vase to my husband."

Tao Ling stared at him blankly for a long time. When he entered the store, he touched the vase and said nothing for a while.

"It's not the original one sir. I'm sorry. If only I could glue the broken glass back together." Wen Qingying continued to write.

His eyes suddenly froze, Tao Ling turned around and grabbed Wen Qingying's hand.

At this moment, someone outside shouted: "Boss, buy flowers!"

Tao Ling let go of his hand and signaled to Wen Qingying that there were guests outside.

Wen Qingying pursed her lips, blocked it with her body, squeezed his hand quickly, turned and walked towards the door.

Tao Ling sat down at the table and saw Wen Qingying's notebook on the table.

The author has something to say: Don't lock your hands when holding hands, Qiuqiu, I'm crying. I have seen this notebook before. It was used by Wen Qingying to take reading notes. Tao Ling flipped through it casually and accidentally turned to the last page.

There is a sentence on it, written in the middle, alone, and the surrounding blank space looks like a wasteland.

After seeing the content clearly, Tao Ling was stunned and couldn't help but raise his head and look outside.

Wen Qingying's back was as tall and straight as the first time he saw it. Because he had touched and hugged him, Tao Ling knew how stable his shoulders and back were and how powerful his narrow waist was.

He especially wanted to go over there and get close.

After looking at it for a while, Tao Ling struggled to tear away the eyes that were glued to him, took a pen and wrote a line under that sentence.

Not long after, Wen Qingying started to move the flower pots. Tao Ling stood up and went to help, but he blocked her with his shoulder. Tao Ling said dissatisfied: "Why can't I move?"

As if Wen Qingying knew what he was complaining about, she wrinkled her nose slightly with a smile and pointed to the fresh-cut flowers outside.

Tao Ling couldn't help but want to laugh, but he wanted to keep a straight face out of habit, and finally bit his lower lip to stop the corners of his mouth from rising. This movement had never appeared on his face before. He didn't know it at the moment, but his expression was caught in his eyes.

At the end, he was about to stand up, but was caught off guard by Wen Qingying kissing him on the face.

Tao Ling was stunned and turned to look at the empty store entrance. He turned around and saw Wen Qingying with a clean face, as if she had done nothing.

After looking at each other for two seconds, Tao Ling hit his forehead in revenge and immediately walked to the door to pick up the bucket.

After packing his things, Tao Ling washed his hands and went out of the bathroom. He saw Wen Qingying pulling down the rolling shutter door.

"Huh? Aren't you leaving?" he said, taking out his cell phone and preparing to ask him.

Wen Qingying had already washed her hands just now. When she saw this, she immediately took his phone and put it aside, then leaned forward and hugged him.

Tao Ling immediately put his arms around his neck and buried his face in his shoulder. Then he suddenly realized that he had been looking forward to this hug all day.

He was extremely surprised. It turned out that he liked hugging so much. He obviously didn't mind having physical contact with others. Maybe it was just because the other party was Wen Qingying.

After embracing each other quietly for a long time, Tao Ling squirmed slightly, separated his arms a little, and Wen Qingying lowered his head.

Moist and slightly cool to the touch.

After eating, he walked home. As he approached the gate of the community, Tao Ling sent a message: "I haven't been to your house yet."

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