Sylvie and Her New Owner

So, aren't we single?

Coco lowered his head and gently stroked the photo.

I really hope...the day doesn't end.

PS: Don't call me short today!

Chapter 39: Missed

"jingle--"

The alarm clock disturbed people's sleep restlessly, and the french fries on the bed were so frightened that Sikongqing opened his eyes, just about to get up, and suddenly remembered that today is the weekend, a rare day to sleep in.

You shouldn't be lazy when you set the alarm clock, and it's hard to fall asleep now.

She got dressed and walked out the door. The morning sun was gentle and not dazzling. If the scorching sun at noon was like a shower and a gust of wind, then the morning sun was like a gardener's small shower.She looked at the other door that was closed. Her little maid was probably still sleeping, but she was very careful when setting the alarm clock, as if she was going to sleep until she woke up naturally.

She gently opened the door, and on the bed in front of her only saw a quilt, wrapped in a human shape like a zongzi.

"Hill?"

She approached quietly, like a child catching butterflies.

The quilt seemed to tremble for a moment, but there was no response.

Si Kongqing stretched out his finger and poked, this position... should be the waist?

The sloth on the bed let out a suspicious moan, then rolled over, wrapping himself even tighter.

It seems to be interesting.Si Kongqing almost wanted to put his hands under the covers, but that seemed a little perverted.She turned to the head of the bed and tried to rip off the quilt, just like unveiling the mysterious girl in a movie.

Hill buried her head, the pillow completely blocked her face, and a ray of light penetrated. She actually knew that Si Kongqing was coming, but she didn't plan to wake up.

"Let me sleep for a while..." Hill said vaguely, but Si Kongqing still understood, her hand rested on the pillow, and she didn't take it away after all.

She saw... Hill's profile, it was...

Tears?

Even after one night, the dried salt still left some traces.

Maybe lonely people are good at observing, maybe she is too sensitive... Si Kongqing is almost unsure, how could Hill cry?

Feeling like a stone was crushed in her heart, she could not pretend that nothing happened, she said softly:

"You cry."

The person on the bed didn't respond, pretending not to hear, but it even seemed that there was a ghost in his heart.

Sikongqing wanted to take off the pillow, but he didn't expect it to be hugged by the girl like a life-saving straw. Hill's voice reached Sikongqing's ears dully through the cotton wool:

"I didn't cry!"

"Then let me see."

"I want to sleep!"

"But you cried."

Sikongqing's obsession made Hill madly depressed. She couldn't explain this matter. Due to some possible consequences, she didn't want Sikongqing to know her thoughts - not at all.

Last night, or this morning, Coco had a long chat with her.

Coco's affair finally came to an end, but it was far from her own plans.

That night, after she and Liu Lang walked around Central Street, Liu Lang proposed to go to an Internet cafe to play "Dragon Soul" together. She readily agreed, but the moment she handed her ID card to the network administrator, hell came.

Only then did she realize how stupid she had done - if she hadn't lost her head, how could she have revealed such a flaw?

The network manager questioned directly, Liu Lang's complex eyes, she felt like her whole body was on fire, she snatched her ID card and turned around and ran away, leaving only the three words she shouted in her real voice.

"sorry!"

She is like a sprinting runner, no matter how unwilling she is, she will reach the finish line of this twisted relationship.

The person on the ID card was a handsome boy named Lan Ke, but she felt sick of it no matter how she looked at it.

Liu Lang didn't catch up like a TV series, but Coco ran home alone and chatted with Hill for a long time.

She wanted to confess everything by the end of the day.

She felt so sad that she wanted to die.

She also said that she did not regret lying to him.

Hill listened, silent.

Listening to Coco's talk by herself, she also wants to give herself some encouragement. If Coco is successful, then she also...

Sometimes she would think, is she ready to like Si Kongqing?Preparations to protect Sikongqing, preparations to fight gossip, preparations to persuade aunts and uncles, and... preparations to be rejected by Sikongqing, hateful preparations.

She thought she wasn't ready yet.

Maybe I can't do it well in my whole life, or maybe one day I will express my heart when my mind is hot.

She did cry, but not when she was awake, but in a dream, she didn't remember what she dreamed, but she knew it must be something bad.

"That's... I stayed up all night." Hill rolled over again and said sullenly, "I shed a lot of tears when I yawned."

This level of lies...

Sikongqing frowned, but the soft quilt in front of him was as hard as a shell, "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

She walked out of the room and stood at the door, "I'm going out to buy breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

Hill moved, probably not expecting that Si Kongqing would plan to go out. Although she is less and less like a maid now, it is still a little uncomfortable to do this kind of thing by herself.After struggling for a while, the comfort, warmth and tiredness of the bed still overcome the sense of responsibility, she said weakly:

"I want roasted wheat."

Sikong Qing nodded and closed the door for her.

Hill lay down for a while, and tossed and turned around again. He was already in a mess, and when Si Kongqing came in the morning, he couldn't fall asleep.

The phone lit up at the right time, accompanied by two vibrations, Hill saw that it was a message from "766".

"Miss, good morning~ Are you up yet?"

"No," she replied. "On the bed."

"Hey, do you want me to order you a takeaway breakfast?"

"No," he wanted to set his phone number and address. Hill felt that he had seen through Qi Lulu's conspiracy, "Someone bought it for me."

"Who?!" Qi Lulu was shocked, who was so close to the water tower?

"My sister." Hill thought for a while. Legally speaking, Si Kongqing really should have introduced it this way.

"That's it," Qi Lulu breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss sister's sister, hehe..."

"..." Hill had a black line on his face, "Don't always call me young lady, my name is Hill."

Hill?Such a strange name.

But no matter what, I got the real name of Miss Sister, which is a major breakthrough!

"My ticket is booked. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yuhua Airport." Qi Lulu reminded happily.

"So soon?" Hill was shocked.

Obviously only agreed last night.

"See you in half a month!"

Ok.

Hill pondered that this was the first time she had seen a netizen, and was still a little excited.When she was no longer sleepy, she simply got up, and just after taking a shower, Si Kongqing returned home with the shaomai buns.

"You're back." Hill leaned over and took the Shaomai with a guilty conscience, but seeing Si Kongqing still looking at him, he couldn't resist, "Uh...why...why?"

Si Kongqing bit his lip and said slowly:

"You cry... because of me?"

She really couldn't let it go.

Hill is embarrassed, didn't you just say "don't say it"?Now ask her again!

"I didn't cry!"

Hill felt that it was too embarrassing to admit it. She was just a little sentimental last night. As for crying in a dream... she couldn't control it!

"If it's because of me..."

"I said no!" Hill shouted, sighing, how could she say yes, the specific reason is just buried in her heart, why do you want to ask...

Seeing Si Kongqing, she was almost shaken.

Say it?Speak up!

Say it, what will happen?

They moved forward in the dark, as if there was a vast abyss between them, a distance that could only be reached by extending their hands at the same time.Extending the hand as much as possible, the body is getting closer and closer to the cliff, and I want to not fall to pieces unless both of them are brave enough.

This time, Si Kongqing stretched out his hand.

And Hill, missed in indecision.

PS: At the end of the debate, it feels like both parties feel that they have won...

PS2: The two-day physical test... It doesn't matter if it is shorter?

Chapter 40: Sikong Creed