Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Song Xingan avoided her gaze, but the little deer in her heart was running around in panic.

In his plan, the two of them would first fall in love, then propose, and get married. Only after they were married would they truly take the final step...

Jiang Wan saw through what he was thinking at a glance, and flicked his forehead with her finger, saying unhappily, "Don't let your imagination run wild. I didn't get enough rest yesterday, and I can hardly open my eyes right now. Stay with me and rest for a while. We won't go to the exhibition. We'll talk about where to go after we wake up."

His head was about to smoke, he lowered his head and nodded obediently, "...Okay."

Song Xing'an was quite restrained when he was lying on the bed. When she lay down beside him, he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

When she snuggled into his arms and hugged herself, a wave of heat rushed to her forehead. She felt dizzy and her body was stiff. She didn't dare to move at all.

When the person in his arms closed his eyes and said he wanted to go to sleep, he closed his eyes mechanically.

He tried hard to empty his mind and not think about anything else, but the sweet fragrance of the person in his arms lingered at his nose, penetrating every pore. He seemed to be able to smell the soothing scent even when he held his breath.

He kept repeating to himself, "Don't think too much." But his mind kept flashing back to the scenes of the two of them getting along. One of their meetings, the way she talked to him in a coffee shop, the way they walked down the street together...

I don't know when I fell into a deep sleep.

I don't even know when my arms are empty.

He just felt that he had a very comfortable sleep. He hadn't had such a good sleep for a long time. His sleepy brain became clear and he felt refreshed.

He subconsciously tried to hug the person in his arms, but missed. He suddenly opened his eyes.

The room was dim, and the curtains blocked the light pouring in from the terrace. He subconsciously followed that ray of light.

The slender figure outside the window was hazy, the whole person shrouded in an orange halo. She was sitting in an armchair with a glass of juice in her hand, gazing into the distance. A breeze blew by, and she gathered the hair behind her ears. Every move she made was elegant and calm.

His empty heart suddenly settled down. He stood up, put on the slippers beside the bed, picked up the coat on the chair, and walked to the terrace.

Hearing the sound of the glass door opening, she turned around and smiled brightly.

"Student Song, you slept for a really long time."

Song Xing'an looked at the time.

eight pm.

He put his coat on her, stroked her hair with his warm hands again and again, and asked softly, "Why didn't you call me?"

"The dark circles under your eyes are comparable to those of a national treasure. Seeing how soundly you were sleeping, how could I bear to call you."

She said as she placed the juice on the table and held out her hand to him.

"It's okay. You have the right to wake me up at any time." Song Xing'an raised the corners of his lips. He first leaned over and picked up the slippers at her feet. Then he picked her up sideways and walked back with her in his arms steadily.

"If we get married, I will wake you up in the middle of the night." She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her cheek in his neck. "Do you want to go out for dinner or call the front desk to order food?"

The words she muttered afterwards set off a storm in the boy's heart. Even though he knew that she was serious about this relationship, he could never calm down every time he heard her planning their future.

"Yes, anytime, day or night." Song Xing'an tightened his arms around the person and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Want to go out for a walk?"

"Okay, put me down."

"Yeah." He responded restrainedly.

My arms felt empty and my heart felt like something was missing.

I really wish they could be together forever.

……

There was a little girl selling flowers on the street, she looked no more than ten years old, her hair was tied into two pigtails, she wore a pretty little skirt, and she held a bamboo basket in her hands, in which were beautiful roses.

When the girl saw the two people holding hands and the boy helping the girl carry her bag, she knew that there was business.

She ran up to the two of them and looked up at Song Xing'an, "Big brother, buy this pretty sister a bunch of roses. Eleven roses represent one-hearted love, and it also means that you two can be together for the rest of your lives."

Song Xing'an bought the rose and gave it to the rose in his heart.

The roses were placed in a vase beside her bed.

She turned on the bedside lamp, selected the right angle, took a photo of the roses and posted it on WeChat Moments.

——Tonight, roses accompany me to sleep.

After sending the screenshot to Song Xingan: I said good night to classmate Song who gave me roses. I hope there will be little roses and you in my dreams.

Song Xing'an held the phone with a silly smile, lowered his head and typed seriously: Good night.

Three people who were playing games in the dormitory just finished a game.

Lost.

Qin Mulin turned around and saw Song Xingan holding a cell phone and grinning foolishly.

This is not the first time.

But every time it makes people feel uncomfortable.

I just lost the game and now I’m being fed dog food. It’s so annoying.

He threw his headphones aside, crossed his legs and pouted, "Hey, stop playing, stop playing. We should learn from someone in our dormitory. Not only does he have to attend classes, but he also has to work on projects with seniors and research stocks with friends. He even has time to date on weekends. Look at you guys, you just play games all day, aren't you sad?"

As if he doesn't play games.

Qin Sheng smiled, "The person they are dating is not my cousin. I will only be happy for my friend and will not feel sad."

Zhang Keyu burst out laughing.

Song Xing'an ignored their playfulness and made plans for himself for the next week.

Little Rose gave him all the sense of security. He would work harder to make money and strive to become Little Rose's trusted safe haven as soon as possible, shielding her from all the storms.