Pack O green tea is always on my mind

The surrounding air is full of light lily-of-the-valley fragrance, and some of them are drilled in along the glands.Tong Nan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his ears felt slightly hot, and he accidentally clicked on the "delete" option when he was nervous.

The photos are gone.

Tong Nan subconsciously looked up at Song Yinchi, she pursed her lower lip, trying to explain something, but finally gave up.

Song Yinchi saw with his own eyes that the photo was deleted by Tong Nan, and felt a sense of loss in his heart, but he didn't show it on the face, stood up calmly, and took the thermos cup on the piano.

Pretending to be calm and opened the lid, the dense water vapor from the mouth of the cup covered her dim eyes.

Tong Nan looked at Song Yinchi's calm face, and couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart. The other party didn't care at all.

It seemed that all the turbulent undercurrents belonged to her alone.

Song Yinchi raised his head and took a sip of water, a few round water drops rolled down the smooth and beautiful jaw line, sexy and seductive.

Tong Nan hurriedly shifted his gaze away, and lowered his face as if avoiding it.

Zhang Xin couldn't help sweating, she switched her phone back to the main page, clicked on "Speaking Dreams", and planned to do some mindless things to relax her mind.

Song Yinchi had already quietly returned to the team.

Tong Nan raised his head and glanced at Song Yinchi. In the crowd, Song Yinchi only showed a delicate side face, which stunned Tong Nan for a second or two.

When the music sounded, Tong Nan looked away in shock.She returned her gaze to the phone, but found that she couldn't concentrate on playing the game anymore.

Tong Nan found that something was wrong with him recently, he would unconsciously care about Song Yinchi, he would suddenly start to be dazed when doing things normally, always thinking about what Song Yinchi was doing, whether he had eaten, and whether he was going out again. where did you go...

At the same time, I also learned to care about the thoughts and feelings of the people around me. After experiencing a storm, I became calmer and more rational.

This is very different from the willful and frizzy Tong Nan before.

With many complicated thoughts in his mind, Tong Nan gasped as if he couldn't breathe.

She was shocked by her changes, and even more shocked that these changes were mostly due to Song Yinchi... and the current relationship between the two made Tong Nan very entangled.

After all, it is only a connection based on a contract.

When the time is up, Song Yinchi can leave at any time, and then only she, who has fallen, will be left foolishly stuck in place.

If this is the result, the arrogant Tong Nan will definitely not be happy.

No matter what kind of thoughts she has about Song Yinchi now—Tong Nan can't tell if she likes it, or if it's just a pure same-sex attachment.

But no matter what, she didn't want to make herself regret three months later.

It's better to take a gamble and try hard to make Song Yinchi like her, at least there is room for choice in the end.

Tong Nan rubbed his face, sobered up a bit, and after a lot of thinking in his heart, he felt relieved after making a decision, and even the game became more interesting, Tong Nan held the phone in both hands, with a faint smile on his lips .

Today's rehearsal is over.

Song Yinchi took the violin and came to Tong Nan's side, thinking in his heart that Tong Nan still glanced at her from time to time in the first half, but in the second half his whole heart was devoted to the game.

Thinking of this, Song Yinchi asked suddenly: "I've been playing games for the past few days. What's the name of this game? I'm interested in seeing the screen look good."

Tong Nan was taken aback for a moment, obviously she asked Jiang Anqing to ask Song Yinchi to arrange the music, but this person didn't know the content of the game where the song was used as the background sound.

Is Song Yinchi testing her, or just trying to strike up a conversation?

Tong Nan touched the ribbon hanging from the bow with his fingers, thinking in a trance, the amber pupils were illuminated by the sinking sunset orange red, clear and fiery color.

"It's Talking about Dreams." Tong Nan said softly.

She quit the game and looked up at Song Yinchi who was standing there, with the bright afterglow dancing on her hair.

Song Yinchi also saw Tong Nan playing the game and suddenly thought of asking, and Tong Nan was stunned for three seconds, which made her more sure of her inner guess.

Jiang Anqing also intentionally disclosed the information at that time, didn't he.

And it was the plagiarism incident two days ago that made her confirm that Tong Nan was a member of the "Speaking of Dreams" team.

Song Yinchi's mood improved inexplicably, and he asked Tong Nan softly, "Then can you teach me how to play this game?"

"Yes," Tong Nan readily agreed, "But you are a novice, so let's play a healing job first. The operation is simple, and you can change jobs after you get familiar with the game."

"Okay, I'll try again when I go back." Song Yinchi responded with a smile, "What do you want for dinner?"

"Well, I want to eat dumplings." Tong Nan squinted at the Huoshaoyun in the distant sky.

The two walked out of the building while chatting, the evening breeze carried the aroma of fireworks, and the street lamps lit up.

back home.

Song Yinchi went to the kitchen to cook, Tong Nan hugged a thin blanket and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

The light blue blanket was obviously not her style. Tong Nan grabbed the corner of the blanket and frowned in distress.

Why didn't I find out that Song Yinchi still has the attributes of an old lady.Fearing that she would catch a cold at night, he took out a blanket from the bedroom and asked her to cover it.

Tong Nan turned her face to the side, and gently smelled the blanket draped over her shoulders. The fragrance of lily of the valley seemed so faint that she couldn't touch it, and she buried herself in it and sniffed pervertedly.

After waiting to realize what he had just done, Tong Nan blushed.

Tong Nan didn't want to play games at this time, but sitting in the living room and waiting was boring, so like last time, he opened the drawer of the coffee table and took out the sketchbook from it.

Originally wanted to paint a simple landscape, but the pen has its own ideas, standing in the middle of the large burning clouds is a tall and thin figure, wrapped in a cheongsam with a slender waist, with thin ankles, holding a bow in his right hand and a violin in his left.

The person in the painting is clearly Song Yinchi.

The charcoal pen paused, drawing a long trace on the paper.Tong Nan stretched out his hand to cover this beautiful figure, and crumpled the paper hastily.

She ran back to the room with the sketchbook, knelt by the bed and flattened the draft paper bit by bit, gently, and looked at it again and again, even the lines on the back showed the painter's love.

Tong Nan locked it into a wooden box, together with the secrets and expectations of his boyhood.

It turns out that if you like someone, you really think about him all the time. Tong Nan leaned his back against the edge of the bed, stretched his legs against the wall, with a lazy and willful posture.

——Then be that young Tong Nan again.

Tong Nan who dares to love and hate.

The next day.

Early in the morning, there were people visiting outside the door.

The doorbell kept ringing.But there was no movement in Tong Nan's bedroom for a long time, so Song Yinchi went to open the door.

There was a woman standing outside, wearing a thin gray suit and a skirt of the same color, with exquisite makeup and sprayed with mint-flavored blocker, her expression was calm and calm.

Song Yinchi looked at the other party calmly, and upon closer inspection, he looked somewhat similar to Tong Nan.

Probably sister?Song Yinchi thought for a while, then came up with the answer, turned sideways, and invited someone into the room.

"Who are you?" Tong Shiwen asked Song Yinchi while changing his shoes, "Where's Tong Nan?"

Before Song Yinchi could answer, a voice came from behind the two of them.

Tong Nan rubbed his sleepy eyes, and called out, "Sister?" There was insomnia sleepiness and exhaustion in his tone.

Tong Shiwen looked at Tong Nan, his nightgown was slightly wrinkled, his hair was scattered behind his shoulders, looking very decadent.

She pulled the corner of her lower lip in distaste, "What have you been doing these days? I called you in the morning and didn't answer, so let's see what time it is!" She raised her wrist and tapped her fingernail Knocking on the glass dial, the voice was slightly harsh, "It's ten o'clock! Don't you plan to go to the company after sleeping so late every day?!"

After Tong Nan came out, Song Yinchi secretly went to the kitchen to continue making breakfast, leaving space for the two sisters to facilitate their communication.

Tong Nan turned his eyes, and subconsciously looked for Song Yinchi's figure, waiting for the other party to say a few words to save the scene, but he couldn't find the figure even though his neck was twisted and hurt.

Seeing this, Tong Shiwen was even more hurtful: "Don't look! I'm back in my room, look at your sloppy look."

Tong Nan yawned, poured a glass of water and drank it slowly, Tong Shiwen followed behind her, lowered his voice, and asked, "What's the relationship between you and the daughter of the Song family now?"

"She helped me survive the hot period, and I'll give her money." Tong Nan turned around and looked at Tong Shiwen pretending to be relaxed, "It's just a simple transaction."

Tong Nan didn't mean to elaborate, but Tong Shiwen, as a businessman with a keen sense of smell, immediately noticed the unusualness.

Just at this moment, there was a slight noise from the kitchen, Song Yinchi came out from inside, Tong Shiwen and Wen met her eyes, and suddenly there was a thought of teasing others in his heart.

Rectifying Tong Nan made Tong Shiwen feel happy.This has been the case since childhood.

And relying on others to correct Tong Nan made Tong Shiwen feel that life is full of fun.

Tong Shiwen raised his voice slightly, and asked Tong Nan, "I came to you today because of my engagement."

Engagement, almost forgot about it.

Song Yinchi's eyes suddenly darkened, and his expression became a little gloomy.

Tong Shiwen noticed the change in Song Yinchi's expression. Watching the excitement was no big deal. He raised his eyebrows lightly, and continued to ask: "The Yang family said that the date will be advanced, what do you think?"

"Me? How can I see it—" Tong Nan replied indifferently.

The voice was interrupted by the sudden sound of the porcelain bowl breaking.

Behind her, Song Yinchi stood at the kitchen door, with a pile of broken porcelain pieces of different sizes under his feet, and sticky porridge flowed all over the floor.

Song Yinchi met Tong Nan's astonished and dull gaze, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold:

"Sorry, shaking hands."

The author has something to say: Tong Nan's heart is beating very slowly...