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After a long time, Tang Qing also said "um" softly.

An hour and a half later, the girl was standing in the waiting area of ​​the long-distance bus carrying a schoolbag, which contained knitting needles and wool.

She put all the books in the suitcase.

"Can I really call you?" Tang Tang had a mobile phone that Tang Qingyi had replaced in his pocket.

But she looked at Tang Qingyi intently, faintly excited, as if she had a great treasure.

Tang Qing also nodded.

She added: "Remember to listen to English listening for at least an hour every day."

Tangtang's English is weak, and Tang Qing doesn't care too much about the girl's grades.

In the future, Tang Tang was admitted to her university with the first grade in her major. No matter acquired or innate, Tang Tang is good enough.

But listening to the girl like this every day, perhaps, Tang Tang will feel a lot easier in the future.

She lives with Tang Tang, more or less... she has to fulfill some obligations.

On the electronic screen, Tangtang's train number scrolled to the first column.

The train number is broadcast on the radio, prompting to stop ticket checking 10 minutes before departure.

"Okay." Tang Tang obediently responded.

The snow hasn't stopped yet.

Through the glass windows of the waiting hall, you can see the snow velvet falling from the sky, silent and light.

Tang Tang stood in front of Tang Qingyi with his head down.

The second time it was broadcast on the radio, she still had no intention of moving.

Tang Qing also didn't urge her, and stood quietly with her.

Not long after, Tang Qingyi's sleeves were slightly tugged.

Tang Qing also lowered his eyes, looking pitifully at his red eyes.

Tang Tang's voice contained begging: "Tang Qingyi, can you hug me?"

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Tang Qing had already realized how much discomfort it would bring her if her cohabitant was not around.

But when she returned home alone, she still felt that things were worse than she had imagined.

Six months after five years, and three months that have just passed... just nine months.

Nine months were enough for Tang Qingyi to build up his dependence on Tang Tang little by little.

Peaceful, relaxed, loved, attached, and needed.

Tang Tang used her eyes, her lips, and her fingers to reveal her desire for Tang Qingyi from time to time.

Tang Qing was also attracted, soaked, and raised by this sweet desire.

Filling and warm.

But these wonderful feelings disappeared at the ticket gate along with Tangtang's toes.

The once peaceful illusion collapsed, cracked, and was crushed to pieces before her eyes.

[Tang Qingyi, good night. 】

【Good night. 】

The screen of the mobile phone stayed on the interface of chatting with the girl, and the light was a little darker. Tang Qing also touched it, and it turned on again.

Tang Qing also finally buckled the mobile phone on the bedside cabinet.

In the cramped space, there was no sound of the girl's light and even breathing.

Long, hopeless insomnia also swept through.

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Tang Qing also knew that his state was very wrong.

She strictly followed the previous schedule, getting up in the morning to wash and eat.

Read, play the piano, or hit the treadmill for a while between meals.

But even if it is the smallest thing, Tang Qing can immediately think of girls.

Tang Tang, which is fresh and full of vitality.

Tang Qing also gave his aunt and driver a holiday.

She took out the dumplings made by the girl from the refrigerator, or walked to a restaurant near the community to eat.

Camphor leaves were spread on the floor tiles by the street, and she stepped on them, which were soft and damp.

Like Tang Tang's eyes.

Occasionally, she would have some illusions. When she walked through the lively crowd, Tang Tang was still watching her.

Tender and loving.

Tang Qing also enjoys this illusion. She never disturbs, but is nostalgic for a moment of peace, like a sea fish falling into a shallow puddle, enjoying the last self-deception before the sun is exposed.

But this kind of tranquility soon collapsed after she returned home.

[Tang Qingyi, I'm in Australia now. 】Jiang Dudu posted a lot of photos of scenic spots.

In each photo, Jiang Dudu is wearing a high ponytail, wearing a baseball cap, and grinning.

Without exception, she compared scissorhands with a rather contented expression.

"Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, I wish you an early New Year."

Jiang Dudu winked in the video, "Boss, give me a red envelope?"

Tang Qing also turned around two thousand times.

"Ouch——" Jiang Dudu was hit in the face by the mobile phone. She rubbed her nose and said in surprise: "??? Tang Qingyi, are you serious?"

"Did you make extra zeros in hand skating? If you have money, you won't be such a prodigal!"

She chattered for a while, "Well... I really just said it casually, you are too polite!"

Jiang Dudu sent another one thousand nineteen and came back with a text message.

[I can't let go of the cheapness I deserve, I have to squeeze a little bit of wool. 】

Tang Qing was also noncommittal.

The double lily in the study holds out an exquisite flower bud, the thin petals are filled with tiny water dew, and the edge of the petal is faintly crimson.

She fiddled with the lower leaflet with her fingertips.

Afterwards, Tang Qing also got up and went to the living room, opened the glass jar, and took apart Tangtang's paper cranes one by one to look at them.

[Tang Qingyi, I like you]

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On New Year's Eve, Tang Qing didn't go out again.

She cooked the dumplings in the kitchen, adding some cold water before boiling as the girl said.