"cough~"

Su Ze coughed dryly, his throat felt a little itchy, and said, "I was worried that you would catch a cold. I didn't expect you to be woken up so easily."

"Your ability to express yourself is just that I am a light sleeper." Tang Rou felt weird hearing the word 'wake up', but she still asked, "Do you want to drink some water?"

"Yes." Su Ze nodded slightly and added, "I haven't read any books, so my ability to express myself is only that much."

"Are you not very good at interpersonal communication? In fact, neither am I." Tang Rou commented tactfully when Su Ze said that he had not read any books.

Immediately, she got up and poured a glass of hot water.

"Are you feeling better?" Tang Rou handed over the water and said, "The doctor has prescribed medicine for you. You can take it later."

"It's okay. Maybe there are a lot of things going on these days, so I didn't sleep well. I really didn't take medicine before." Su Ze explained briefly.

"Then do you want to eat now?" Tang Rou asked.

"You can eat it." Su Ze no longer insisted.

After taking the medicine, Tang Rou looked at Su Ze, whose complexion had improved significantly, and asked, "Do you want to rest again?"

"Isn't it good?" Su Ze hesitated.

"Bad things have already happened, and it will be even worse if you fall ill again." Tang Rou said.

"Can I understand that you are cursing me?" Su Ze made a joke to cover up the awkward atmosphere.

However, Tang Rou is not the kind of person who likes to joke. She said, "You can understand that I care about you."

".Then I thank you." Su Ze said.

"You're welcome."

Su Ze was still embarrassed to actually sleep here, but he didn't know how to refuse for a while.

He is not a person who does not know how to refuse, but it is difficult for him to refuse others when faced with some kindness.

This is a very confusing thing.

After a while, Su Ze said: "Then you don't have to sleep? I think you just fell asleep lying on the bed."

"I can go down all night."

"It's easy to get sick if you stay up late." Su Ze said.

Both of them are very purposeful people and have the same persistence in dealing with things.

Both wanted to go down and stay up all night, leaving the other person to stay here and sleep.

But there are only two ways to solve this matter.

Or sleep together.

Or just stay up all night together.

Not to mention that Su Zedong disagreed with sleeping together, Tang Rou definitely disagreed.

Su Ze chose to stay all night, but Tang Rou didn't insist. Both sides gave in.

Arriving on the first floor, Su Ze leaned on a chair and closed his eyes to rest.

He said he stayed up all night, but in fact he just changed a place to sleep.

Tang Rou also went to Ye Xiu to get the account card back.

Returning to her position, Tang Rou saw Su Ze with his eyes closed and was concentrating. Tang Rou was speechless and said, "I asked you to sleep in the room. You insist on sleeping here. What do you think?"

"Thinking a little too much." Su Ze replied lightly.

"Huh? What are you thinking about?" Tang Rou was suddenly curious.

"I'm wondering why the name of your game is Soft Mist. Does it mean anything?" Su Ze had indeed thought about this question.

"Cold is filled in randomly, smoke is the smoke chasing the haze, and soft is my name. It's that simple." Tang Rou answered patiently, and then asked: "What does your game name mean?"

"The white-haired swordsman means lonely as snow and cold at high places. There is a song also called Hair as Snow." When Su Ze mentioned the meaning of his game name, he immediately became more energetic.

"It's cold at high places." Tang Rou was slightly silent. What does this 'cold' mean?

Not daring to think too much, Tang Rou logged into the game and changed the subject: "I don't think I've ever heard of this song."

"." Su Ze then thought that the song Ruxue was not released in this world, and it was a bit hard to explain.

"I heard this song in my dream." Su Ze said, not shamelessly saying that he wrote the song.

After all, Su Ze was a fan of Jay Lun'er in his previous life, so he couldn't do anything to insult his idol.

"You can still listen to music in your dream?" Tang Rou snickered, then thought of something and asked, "Did you also have a dream just now?"

"No? I have no impression." Su Ze didn't understand why she asked.

Tang Rou thought of Su Ze holding her hand and telling her not to leave, thinking that she had some erotic dream.

"Then have you ever been in love?" Tang Rou asked again.

Hearing this, Su Ze opened his eyes, looked at the other party carefully, and replied: "No."

"Really?" Tang Rou didn't quite believe it.

In fact, Su Ze didn't know if the original owner of his body had ever been in love, and he didn't inherit any memories.

However, in his previous life, he was indeed single for more than twenty years.

Hearing Tang Rou ask again, Su Ze became a little less confident.

"Probably not." Su Ze didn't want to talk more about this topic, so he simply said: "You ask, do you have any ideas?"

"What can I have in mind?" Tang Rou immediately retorted. Finding that her rebuttal was weak, she simply changed the subject and said, "Then do you still remember the song you listened to in your dream? How about you sing one?"

After saying that, Tang Rou felt a little regretful.

How can you make a patient sing?

"Okay." Su Ze agreed.

"How about next time, you are still sick now." Tang Rou said.

"I sing a cappella impromptu, it's not a big problem."

Tang Rou no longer forced herself, she really wanted to hear what kind of song Fa Ruxue was.

Some people say that to understand someone, you can start with their hobbies.

And songs and singing are the expression of the soul.

It's half past four in the morning.

Su Ze's singing voice, as clear as mountain stream water, sounded in the slightly noisy Internet cafe.

"The wolf-mooned moon makes the beautiful woman look haggard.

I raised my glass and drank up the wind and snow

Who overturned the cabinet in the past life and caused trouble?

Yuanzijue, several reincarnations

You knit your eyebrows, crying and beauties can’t be called back

Even though history has turned to ashes, my love will never die

繁华如 三千 东 流水

我 只 取 一 爱 了解

只 恋 你 的 蝶

Your hair is as sad as snow. Farewell

Who is touched by my burning incense?

Invite the bright moon to make memories bright

love is perfect in the moonlight

Your hair is like snow and your tears are flying

I am waiting for someone who is old

The drunken years of the world of mortals

I will carve a monument of eternal love for you without regrets."

The noisy voice suddenly became much quieter, and some Internet cafe customers without headphones stood up, wanting to see which guy sang such a beautiful song.

Immediately, many people noticed that it was a handsome young man with long bangs, and the girl Tang Rou was sitting next to him.

Tang Rou's reputation in Internet cafes is not low, and she is the dream lover of many people.

Seeing that Su Ze was flirting with Tang Rou, many people were a little bit sour.

But they really thought too much. Su Ze simply liked singing.

Ignoring the looks of others, Tang Rou asked Su Ze, "This seems to be an ancient-style love song, right?"

"Yeah." Su Ze replied.

"Then when you listened to this song in your dream, did you have any images? This song should be about a woman, right?" Tang Rou asked. She could guess that it was a woman from the phrase 'I am haggard'.

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