Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Qiao Nansheng's office wasn't big, but it was small yet fully equipped.

Upon entering, you'll see a large window that provides excellent natural light.

A large desk stands by the window, upon which sits a computer and various documents, arranged in a seemingly chaotic yet orderly fashion.

There is a small two-seater sofa on the side near the door, and this is the only wall you can see.

The other two walls were completely blocked by custom-made bookcases that reached the ceiling.

However, there weren't many books in the bookshelf; it was mostly filled with various folders.

"So many documents!" Song Lingge couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Hmm, would you like to take a nap?" Qiao Nansheng pointed to the sofa. "No one comes here usually, so I take my afternoon nap here."

If it were a place where people frequently come to sit, he wouldn't let Song Lingge rest there.

Song Lingge wandered around the office; this was her first time here.

"I might need to sleep for a while later, but I'm not sleepy right now. Do you want to rest for a bit?" Song Lingge asked.

"Okay, there's still some time. I'll lie down for a bit; I have a meeting this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll sit and read for a while, you can rest!"

Qiao Nansheng lay on the sofa without taking off his shoes. He was so tall that almost his entire lower leg dangled off the sofa.

As if struck by a thought, Song Lingge took out a small notebook from her bag, on which she had recorded some of the inspirations that came to her mind.

She turned to the latest page and carefully wrote down: Buy a blanket for Nansheng.

She glanced at Qiao Nansheng again; men really don't know how to take care of themselves.

No matter what, you have to cover your belly.

After she finished writing, she put the notebook back in her bag.

Looking up, she saw a photo frame in front of the desk, and the photo inside was actually a picture of her and Qiao Nansheng.

Song Lingge remembered that this photo was taken by Qin Yu during the New Year when she and Qiao Nansheng were setting off fireworks.

It was the first New Year they spent together, and also the New Year they officially became a couple.

Memories flashed back into Song Lingge's mind like a slideshow.

She originally thought that after experiencing such terrible things in her past life, she was no longer capable of loving someone.

However, Qiao Nansheng's appearance easily shattered her self-assurance.

Song Lingge discovered that her lover's ability was healing.

She was no longer as conflicted as she had been when she was first reborn. On one hand, she wanted revenge, but struggled to find a suitable way. She even almost went astray along the way.

It was during those times that she neglected Zhao Jueyu. To this day, she regrets that if she had paid more attention to Zhao Jueyu, perhaps that accident wouldn't have happened.

Although I regret it, I will not dwell on it anymore.

She knew that there were still some people around her who needed her.

Those people were healing her in their own ways. Qiao Nansheng was one of the most important among them.

He relentlessly invaded her entire life, making it impossible for her to ignore his presence.

Now, even though he has faded from the spotlight, she doesn't want to let go.

She dared to face her feelings; she loved him.

Unlike before, it was only when I truly felt the joy of mutual affection that I wanted to spend my life with that person.

She wanted to spend her life with Qiao Nansheng.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?"

It turned out that she had been lost in thought and hadn't even noticed that Qiao Nansheng had woken up.

Song Lingge glanced at her watch: "I have to go to work, I'll let you have a turn!"

Qiao Nansheng stopped her from getting up, saying, "No need, I have a meeting this afternoon, and I'll be there soon."

"Then go and prepare, don't worry about me."

"Don't say things like 'I don't care about you.' Besides, there are still a few minutes left. I'll stay with you a little longer."

“I remember this photo was taken the year we first got together, right?” Song Lingge asked, holding up the photo frame.

"Well, what happened?"

"Didn't you take a picture with fireworks this year too? Why didn't you give it to me?"

"With fireworks? It's clearly with you."

"it's the same."

"no the same!"

"What's different?"

Fireworks fade quickly, but you will always be by my side.

Qiao Nansheng's tone was very firm.

Song Lingge didn't see the man's eyes behind her; they held an unwavering determination.

However, in the hearts of these two people, at this very moment, even without seeing each other, they can still understand each other perfectly.

"When I get home, I'll show you the last letter my mother left me!"

"it is good!"

"Boom boom boom——"

"Who?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

"Nansheng, the meeting is about to start, hurry up."

"Okay, come right away."

Qiao Nansheng patted Song Lingge on the shoulder.

Song Lingge turned around and smiled: "Go ahead and do your work, may I use your computer?"

"of course can!"

After Qiao Nansheng left, Song Lingge turned on her computer and started typing.

She wants to write a novel about love.

A novel about the purest love.

She had written about love before, but the love stories in those books were always superficial.

Chen Dengming once asked why the themes of family and friendship were depicted so profoundly, while romantic love was portrayed so faintly.

Song Lingge forgot how she replied at the time, but it was then that she truly realized that she didn't understand love and that she wasn't capable of loving someone.

I've never been in love, so I can't write such profound words.

At the time, she didn't think much of it; love wasn't the focus of her life.

But that person seeped in little by little, invading every single cell of her body.

Only love can penetrate everywhere.

The group photo taken with fireworks on New Year's Eve was a romantic gesture from Qiao Nansheng.

"Jingle Bell--"

Song Lingge took her phone out of her bag, paused for a second before answering.

"Come here, I have something to tell you."

"it is good!"

~~~

After the meeting, Qiao Nansheng was the first to stand up and prepare to leave.

My colleague Xiao Guo immediately came over and asked, "What's wrong? I noticed during the meeting that you kept looking at your watch."

Qiao Nansheng glanced at him but didn't answer, leaving him with a "whatever" expression.

"Are you meeting someone special? When I knocked on the door, I heard a girl's voice inside. Was it your girlfriend?"

Qiao Nansheng raised an eyebrow: "Now I finally realize that Master was indeed prescient."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Guo asked, puzzled.

"My mentor often says that you don't put your heart into your work, which is why you haven't made much progress,"

"Hey hey hey—Nansheng, that's not very brotherly of you to say that!"

"She's my girlfriend. Do you want to meet her? She came to visit once before, and I was going to introduce her to you, but you were out, so I didn't get to see her."

Xiao Guo was Qiao Nansheng's fellow apprentice after they started working together, and they had a pretty good relationship.

"That's more honest! You don't know, when I came back that day, even the cafeteria worker was talking to me about your girlfriend. I've always wanted to meet her and see what kind of girl could bewitch you."

"You'll find out soon enough."