So-Brother Tang Song, what kind of person are you?

What secrets are you hiding?

September 17, 2023, Sunday, rain, 20~28℃.

At four o'clock in the morning.

A slight rain floated outside the window, knocking on the glass, making a slight "click" sound.

In the dim room, Liu Qingning woke up from her shallow sleep, and a faint pain came from her abdomen, accompanied by the feeling of liquid flowing.

Her face turned slightly pale. She looked at Tang Song beside her, slowly sat up, lifted the thin quilt, and stood up slowly.

The glimmer of the mobile phone screen illuminates the space a little.

Liu Qingning walked into the cloakroom, turned on the lights, lifted up her clothes and looked at it. It was indeed something that happened.

Fortunately, the blood flow was very small at the beginning.

Take the sanitary coins and underwear and walk into the toilet.

After the operation is completed, turn off the lights.

The moment I walked out of the bathroom, my temples thrust and the familiar, sharp pain came without warning.

She held the wall and pinched her fingers into her palms, trying to divert her attention with this pain.

But to no avail.

Trying not to make any sound, I walked out of the master bedroom and closed the door, the sound of gasping became violent.

Liu Qingning pushed open the door of the study, turned on the night light, fell on the chair, and kneaded the back of his right head with both hands.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—Buzz a burst of thrusts, like a heavy hammer hitting her head, making her moan in depression.

In 2018, with the help of Professor Wang Chang, she was fully exposed to the new field of artificial intelligence for the first time and was greatly shocked.

Then he began to devote himself to the competition.

In an environment like the Imperial Capital University, facing a group of top academic masters, she seemed mediocre and ordinary as a pride of heaven, and she also saw many real geniuses.

The competitive spirit and pride made her unwilling to fall behind, and she worked hard to learn and absorb knowledge.

This obsession is like a double-edged sword, which not only makes her successful but also tortures her.

She has been in poor health since she was a child and can be said to be not talented at all in terms of exercise.

It was also during that period that she had irregular work and rest, high mental pressure, and her physical foundation was too weak that she began to have occasional migraine problems.

Unilateral pulsating severe pain has been around for more than 4 years.

As she started her business, the problem became more and more serious, and later it was accompanied by hereditary hypertension.

Especially when you need to process complex data or encounter difficult work, it can occasionally occur.

In the worst cases, you will feel nausea and vomiting.

Starting from the second half of this year, as long as you have a period of menstruation, it will hurt for a while.

She has seen a doctor and tried many methods, but the results are not very good.

The doctor said it was mainly mental problems and needed to be recuperated and improved slowly.

She never told Tang and Song about these things.

But sometimes I suddenly say I want to hang up during a video chat, saying that I want to be busy, but it is actually because of a headache.

As for the reason, it is actually very simple.

She is a very stubborn person, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

She hopes that in Tang Song's mind, she will always be the shining white moonlight that will never lose.

Just like in high school.

It was Liu Qingning, who listened to music, read novels, was in a daze, chatted, and finally got admitted to the Imperial Capital University with the best results.

This is a somewhat morbid obsessive-compulsive disorder that she herself knows better than anyone else, but she cannot overcome and get rid of it.

This is also reflected in many aspects.

For example, if she has acne on her face and flesh on her stomach, she will never let Tang Song see it.

The video he posted was hung up directly and would not share any photos with him.

During the period when Tang Song left Shenzhen City, she made great efforts to lose weight and protect her skin.

This time when I came to Yancheng, the ropes she tied her hair, the bracelets and necklaces she wore were all given to her by the Tang and Song dynasties.

Her outfits and dressing are all hard to get close to her high school years.

I just want him to know that she is still his favorite Liu Qingning.

She hopes that she will always be beautiful in his heart.

Of course, this shortcoming also caused her and Tang and Song dynasties to this day.

She won the gold medal in the "Internet+" competition, worked hard to start a business, went to Shenzhen City, and later planned to buy a house in Yancheng, planning their future for arbitrarily.

I just want my image to be more perfect in the minds of Tang and Song.

Therefore, she could not accept the incident of Tang Song's change of heart, nor could she let go of her feelings for him, nor would she allow herself to fail in the most critical things.

"Which one" the pain continues.

The sound of rain was sparse, mixed with her suppressed gasp, which pushed this moment extremely long.

After more than ten minutes, the pain gradually showed signs of weakening.

Liu Qingning's breathing also calmed down.

She hugged her body with her hands, curled up in the chair, and began to recall the scenes of today in her mind.

There is actually not much room for fun in the autumn in Yancheng, but because of his company, every moment is clear and interesting enough.

The mist in the morning, the old man who practices in the morning, the breakfast in Yancheng, the sweet candy stir-fried chestnuts, the light and shadow game in front of the Buddha statue in Longxing Temple, the cultural relics of the museum, the oven and bakery in the night market, the popcorn in the cinema...—·

A slight smile appeared on her face.

It took a while again.

Liu Qingning drank a glass of warm water, went to the bathroom outside, and looked at herself in the mirror.

My face was a little unnaturally flushed, my eyes were light blue and black, and my lips also lost some blood.

After a simple wash and rinse, she applied a layer of lip gloss to show off her complexion. Liu Qingning returned to the master bedroom with slight hands and feet.

Although the migraine still remains, it is already tolerated.

Liu Qingning climbed onto the bed carefully, her movements were extremely light.

However, just as she lay down, Tang Song seemed to have noticed it, turned over and leaned towards her.

My palm accidentally put on her waist, and my breath brushed across her ears, warm and soft.

Under the dim light, the sleeping face of the Tang and Song dynasties was quiet and gentle.

Liu Qingning opened her big eyes and glanced at this familiar face that could not be more familiar.

The bridge of the nose is straight and the lines are neat, with a bit of youthful traces, but it also adds the perseverance and maturity of adulthood.

His lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his lips were slightly upward, as if he had dreamed of something happy.

Liu Qingning raised her pretty face and kissed him like a dragonfly on his lips.

This is the Tang and Song dynasties, her Tang and Song dynasties.

No matter whether the other party is Wen Ruan or Su Yu, she will not retreat, let alone give up on him.

Liu Qingning leaned into his arms, counted his heartbeat, and closed his eyes gently.

The pain seemed to become mild at this moment.

I don't know how long it has passed.

While I was half asleep and half awake, my hands on my waist moved slightly and my face was kissed.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingning murmured, and the plump E cup was deliberately or unintentionally passing through his arm.

"Continue to sleep." Tang Song whispered, sat up, and got out of bed with slight hands.

Liu Qingning half-squinted her eyes and watched the Tang and Song dynasties walk into the cloakroom, and soon changed into a sportswear and walked outward.

When the bedroom door was closed, her eyes were completely opened, with a hint of worry about gains and losses in her eyes.

This time when I came to Yancheng, Tang and Song dynasties were very gentlemanly throughout the whole process and did not take any excessive actions.

Even when I go to bed at night, I don’t touch myself.

Could it be that I am not attracted to him enough?

Thinking of her gentle and perfect figure and charming appearance, and thinking of Su Yu's beauty and charm, Liu Qingning bit her lip, and an indescribable darkness and entanglement appeared in her heart.

No sleepiness.
To be continued...