Quick time travel: The system wants me to save the sick girl

After several days of busy work and delay, Lu Yan and Song Bo finally completed the transportation of their common belongings.

Although the house had two bedrooms, they tacitly chose to share one room and keep the other room unused.

In the spacious study room, there are two relatively independent desks that do not interfere with each other. It seems to indicate that in the coming days, the couple can accompany each other while focusing on their respective careers.

But what Lu Yan didn't tell Song Bo was that he quietly bought the house.

At night, when the moonlight shines into the room through the curtains, Lu Yan gently climbs onto the bed and lies next to Song Bo. Song Bo turned around and put his arm naturally on Lu Yan's waist, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.

In the quiet darkness, Lu Yan silently thought that their lives seemed to be gradually getting on the right track.

Although there are still many unknown challenges in the future, they are willing to face them together. This tacit understanding and trust made Song Bo feel extremely at ease.

The next morning, the sun filled the room.

Lu Yan woke up first and looked at Song Bo's face, who was still sleeping.

He quietly got out of bed and prepared to make breakfast for their new day.

At this moment, Song Bo slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and stared at Lu Yan softly, his eyes full of endless warmth and love.

"Good morning." Song Bo said softly, his voice low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Seeing this, Lu Yan responded with a bright smile on his face: "Good morning! I'll go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. You should get up and wash up first."

"Okay." Song Bo responded, then slowly sat up and stretched.

Walking into the bathroom, the space inside is spacious and bright, with all kinds of facilities available.

Today, this small space is filled with daily necessities belonging to the two of them - toothbrushes, towels, razors, etc., and each item bears witness to every bit of their life together.

These seemingly ordinary daily necessities become particularly meaningful because of their existence.

After Song Bo finished washing, he came to the kitchen. Lu Yan had already prepared a simple breakfast, including fried eggs, toast and hot milk, which exuded an alluring aroma.

"It looks very good." Song Bo praised.

"Come and try my craftsmanship." Lu Yan said with a smile.

The two of them sat at the dining table, enjoying a cozy breakfast. They chatted while eating, discussing today's plans.

"I plan to visit the studio today and take care of some things." Song Bo said.

"Well, okay. I also have some work to deal with." Lu Yan said.

After breakfast, they cleared the dishes together and then got busy. Although there are occasional small frictions in life, they both know how to cherish each other and manage this relationship carefully.

Lu Yan decided to go to the company to inspect it in person today. After all, he started this company from scratch and worked hard to establish it. It is still in its infancy and there are many things that require his own hands.

In addition, I have been busy moving in recent days, so a lot of work has been delayed and accumulated like a mountain.

"Host, you are so calm!" The system couldn't help but feel anxious when it saw the unhurried look between Lu Yan and Song Bo.

You know, the goodwill between the two is already quite high now. Isn't it time to strike while the iron is hot and pursue the victory? How could you waste time so leisurely?

'You don't know why you are so anxious. 'Lu Yan was not in a hurry.

The system knows that urging is useless, so it might as well just leave it as it is.

Lu Yan went to the company first and stayed there until dark.

"I'm so exhausted. It's already dark." Lu Yan looked out the window. It was completely dark. Lu Yan then put down the things in his hands and stood up.

Most of the colleagues in the company have left, and only a few people are still busy finishing the work.

Lu Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised: According to past habits, Song Bo should have sent him a message or called him by this time, but there was no news today.

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and said to himself: "It's so late and you haven't contacted me yet?" With a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction, he stood up, stretched his muscles, and walked towards the door, ready to end this conversation. All in one day's work.

The moment the door closed, Lu Yan stopped again and looked back at the empty office.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally took out his phone, unlocked the screen, and rubbed his fingers on the keyboard, as if thinking about whether to contact Song Bo proactively.

Staring down at the phone screen, Lu Yan's eyes flickered.

On the one hand, he felt that he might be a little too sensitive, and maybe Song Bo was just temporarily delayed by something; on the other hand, he couldn't help but have random thoughts.

All kinds of thoughts came to mind, putting Lu Yan in a dilemma for a while. How to choose? Should we continue to wait for news from Song Bo, or take the initiative to ask about the situation?

'Forget it, it's better not to push too hard. Lu Yan put away his cell phone and took the elevator downstairs.

But he didn't expect to see Song Bo downstairs. Song Bo was leaning gently on the side of the vehicle with no expression on his face.

Seeing that familiar figure appear in his field of vision, he slowly stood up from his seat and took two steps forward.

The corners of Lu Yan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a bright smile: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Why didn't you contact me in advance?"

Song Bo shook his head gently and said softly: "I saw your office just now, and I knew you must be busy. So I didn't bother you." After that, he turned around and walked to the car, opened the door, and asked Lu Yan got in the car.

"Well, thank you." Lu Yan smiled and nodded, then lowered himself into the car.

The vehicle sped out like an arrow, raising smoke and dust along the way. Time passed by in a hurry, and after dinner, it was already dark and the lights were on.

Lu Yan dragged his tired body back home. At this moment, the hands had already crossed midnight.

He washed his face in a hurry, wiped it casually a few times, and then he finished washing. Immediately afterwards, he ignored the rest and immediately began to prepare for what he was going to do next... And Song Bo packed up the clothes of the two of them, washed them, and then prepared to rest.

Lu Yan didn't come out of the study until very late and found that Song Bo hadn't rested yet.

"Why don't you rest?" Lu Yan looked at him.

Song Bo didn't say anything more and pulled Lu Yan to lie down on him.

"Good night." Lu Yan looked up at him.

"Good night, go to sleep." Song Bo hugged Lu Yan. Now the busy person was Lu Yan, and he could only accompany him silently.