Drag the suitcase home.

Ruan Qiao passed by the living room and greeted Song Mingzhao who was using the computer.

Song Mingzhao was busy with business, so he only said "hmm" twice perfunctorily, and his eyes did not take off the computer screen.

Ruan Qiao calmly returned to the room and closed the door gently.

She found a set of glass bottles from the cabinet. She bought it from across stores during Double Eleven. She was a little small and clever, but she got it in her hand.

I don’t know if the glass is of good or bad material. Ruan Qiao looked at it for a while and always felt that these glass vases were particularly clear.

She took them carefully, went to the bathroom to wash them, and took a little water.

After placing the glass bottles one by one, Ruan Qiao opened the suitcase.

Under the bright lights in the house, Ruan Qiao saw more clearly.

The fiery red roses are full and tender, only the two sides are slightly squeezed by the suitcase, which is somewhat deformed.

She carefully stretched the rose petals and put them on the bed to take a photo as a souvenir.

After the filming, Ruan Qiao picked it up again and looked at it carefully.

The fragrance of roses fills the nose.

As Lin Zhan said, each piece was very fresh, as if it was just picked after being stained with dewdrops in the morning.

She looked at it reluctantly for a long time before slowly unpacking the packaging, trimming the branches and putting them in a glass vase.

But this handful of roses is too big. The flower shop owner is very conscientious. He never brings any of them.

After inserting the vase, most of it was left.

She placed the vase and took a photo and sent it to Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan just arrived home and the car was turned off. He sat in the car and looked at the photos sent by Ruan Qiao, and the corners of his lips were raised.

Chaotianjiao: [You can take a bath with petals for the rest]

Ruan Qiao couldn't help laughing when she saw his reply.

She lay on the bed, found a comfortable position, and continued to chat with Lin Zhan.

***

At two o'clock in the morning.

Why can't Ruan Qiao sleep? She got up and drank water. When she returned to bed, she found that there were suddenly many WeChat messages on her phone.

Chaotianjiao: [Permaceutical sister, I can't sleep]

Chaotianjiao: [Ask something with you]

Chaotianjiao: [Can you record a song for me as a lullaby]

Chaotianjiao: [When do you get up at what time? Remember to reply to me when you see the news]

Ruan Qiao hid in the quilt and replied to his voice: "I'm not asleep yet."

Soon, Lin Zhan called.

Ruan Qiao popped out of the quilt and pressed to answer.

"It's two o'clock, why aren't you sleeping?"

Lin Zhan's voice on the other end of the phone was a little low, as if it was filled with the smell of night wind. He paused for a moment, and his tail tune was raised gently, and he sounded very good, "Do you miss me too much and can't sleep?"

Ruan Qiao wrapped her quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, holding a cloud-shaped pillow in her hand.

As she listened to Lin Zhan's speech, her fingers unconsciously poked the pillow.

Ruan Qiao discovered that Lin Zhan's voice seemed to have a magical magic now, and he couldn't help but raise his lips as soon as he heard it.

She did not answer Lin Zhan's slightly teasing question, but instead asked in a very low voice: "Are you outside?"

Lin Zhan was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

"I heard the wind."

Ruan Qiao changed his hand and held his cell phone, and whispered to him: "Don't stand outside, as you are prone to colds."

Lin Zhan leaned against the railing of the open-air balcony, talking on the phone with one hand and playing with the lighter with the other.

Just as he was about to respond, Ruan Qiao said again: "Don't smoke either."

His eyes fell on the round table ashtray, where an unburned cigarette butt was placed.

Lin Zhan laughed unconsciously: "Are you a little witch? You can guess anything."

Then he put away the lighter, turned around, and put his elbow on the railing, sighing deliberately, allowing Ruan Qiao to hear it.

"As for orders, my girlfriend."

Ruan Qiao bent her lips and cooperated with her words as she spoke with threats: "Can't I care about you?"

Lin Zhan quickly answered, "Of course, it feels like he has a girlfriend to take care of him... it's quite good."

Ruan Qiao still wanted to speak, but Ruan Zhenming, who came out to drink water, suddenly knocked on her door. Ruan Zhenming's voice was a little sleepy, "Jiao Qiao? Haven't you fall asleep yet?"

Ruan Qiao was so scared that her heart was beating.

When she answered the phone, she subconsciously turned on the bedside light, probably a slight light leaked out of the crack in the door.

She quickly covered her phone under the quilt and responded to the door panel, "Dad, I'll get up and go to the bathroom, you can go to bed quickly."

After hearing this, Ruan Zhenming said "Yeah", and told her again, "Don't play with her phone at night, go to bed early."

You probably won't be heard calling, right?

Ruan Qiao was a little surprised and doubtful. Then, she denied this idea again. It shouldn't be that her voice was so small that the sound insulation effect at home was not that bad.

Ruan Zhenming usually doesn’t like her playing with her mobile phone, probably just talking casually.

Thinking of this, Ruan Qiao felt relieved.

However, she didn't dare to continue talking to Lin Zhan anymore. She explained it hurriedly, and told him to go to bed early. Then she hung up the phone, turned off the lights honestly, and nested under the quilt.

But sleepiness is not something that can be said to come.

She tossed and turned several times, and closed her eyes and remembered the scene of Lin Zhan hugging her, as if... there was still his warmth left on her body.

Ruan Qiao hid in the quilt and opened WeChat again, clicking Su He's conversation window.

Sadako did not forget to dig the well: [Tell you something, Lin Zhan and I are together.]

After sending this message, Ruan Qiao suddenly felt much more at ease.

Well... I can't sleep probably because she was too happy, but she didn't show off to others.

How can you not share the things that are so happy to get out of single dogs? Hahaha.

Sure enough, after sending Su He WeChat, she fell asleep with peace of mind.

***

A good night's sleep.

I woke up the next day and it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Valentine's Day is the seventh day of the first lunar month and the eighth day of the first lunar month. Most office workers also start working, and busy people like Song Mingzhao and Ruan Zhenming are no exception.

Sitting up from the bed, Ruan Qiao's head was empty for a while, and after realizing that it was only one person at home again, she picked up her cell phone and wanted to order takeaway.

Little did I know that the phone was unlocked, and I saw the numbers of unread messages on WeChat beating.

There is a girl named Xiaohe in the city: [My Qiao Qiao sister, you are too much]

There is a girl named Xiaohe in the city: [Please don't come early in the morning to hurt the Peony Dog, okay?]

There is a girl named Xiaohe in the city: [Bite the handkerchief! I really want to go back to the time of applying for volunteers!!!]

Stroking down means Su He’s constant complaints about the school.

Since she went to college, Su He has complained to her more than a hundred times how miserable it is to apply for a Normal University, and the ratio of men and women in normal universities is no different from that of girls' schools.

Su He said that perhaps the most tragic thing in life is to study in liberal arts in high school, study in normal school in college, and become a teacher in work.

So every time she complained about the school, she must add a sentence when she finally summarized: I must not be a teacher!

Well, Ruan Qiao felt a little sympathy for her.

Then the question is-

Sadako did not forget to dig the well: [So what new breed of peony dog ​​is?]

Su He wrote back soon.

There is a girl named Xiaohe in the city: [The mother and fetus have been single for 19 years, purebred, thank you:)]

oh……

Order a takeaway.

Anyway, I have a boyfriend.
To be continued...