Dear Mr. Shi

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinghuan couldn't fall asleep anymore while lying in bed. She was angry at the call to keep away from the cold, with mixed feelings in her heart.

She looked at the ceiling with her eyes open, and counted the sheep with her eyes closed, one, two and three... trying to force herself to fall asleep, but she was not drowsy.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rang. She reluctantly opened her eyes and saw the phone and took a look. It was a message from Shi Yuhan.

What he sent was: "Are you asleep?"

Song Qinghuan was really surprised. Shi Yuhan would actually send her a message, will the sun come out from the west tomorrow?

I didn't intend to return, but holding the phone, I didn't know how to return three words, "Fell asleep!"

"You can still reply to the message when you fall asleep." Shi Yuhan's message soon came back.

Looking at the information, Song Qinghuan could feel the ridiculous smile on someone's face when they typed these words.

"Can't I send a message in my dream?" Song Qinghuan raised her posture proudly, and said very unceremoniously when she hit Shi Yuhan.

Shi Yuhan replied: "Okay, of course, are you still angry?"

Song Qinghuan was also not polite: "Why not be angry, of course be angry."

In fact, Song Qinghuan was not angry anymore. When she received Shi Yuhan's message, she didn't feel any discomfort. After all, she knew that he cared about Si Jianan so much because of loving her, even if she cared about Zhang Jie.

After thinking about it, she added one more item, "Shi Yuhan, you are too bastard."

After a long time, Yuhan didn't reply. Song Qinghuan kept waiting, and finally became unsteady, and then sent another message: "I'm very angry, I won't forgive you."

"Then how do you stop being angry and forgive me." Shi Yuhan lowered his posture decisively and sent a message to ask.

Song Qinghuan wanted to reply proudly: "Impossible."

But she wanted to deliberately embarrassed to keep out the cold, so she responded with a smirk: "If you show up to me now, I won't be angry, and I will forgive you."

Shi Yuhan didn't reply, and Song Qinghuan, who had waited for a long time, felt a little uncomfortable. "Is it impossible to come? If I have nothing to say, I know you are not sincere."

Less than two seconds after the message was sent, Shi Yuhan's message came back: "Open the window."

open the window? What do you mean? Ask her to open the window at three o'clock in the morning, and his head is amused.

Because the belly was getting bigger and bigger, Song Qinghuan's going up and down always made Aunt Wang scared, so she helped Song Qinghuan move the master bedroom to the first floor.

Suddenly there was light outside the window. If it weren't for the excellent sound insulation, I might still hear the hum of the motor.

Song Qinghuan immediately got up from the bed, opened the curtains, and stared at the shining stars through the window.

I saw an ink streamlined car parked in the empty courtyard of the villa, shining brightly in the dark night.

Immediately, an extraordinary figure came down from the car, and his handsome face showed a stern light.

Seeing the tall and straight figure, Song Qinghuan's eyes suddenly brightened.

She stared at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her in a daze, thinking she was dreaming.

Obviously, when he was sending her a message last moment, he didn't even mention Q City. Why did it appear here abruptly in the middle of the night.