Reading File Love GL[Entertainment]

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"Qingmian, I'm back!"

Yan Muyu pushed open the half-covered door, and shouted happily as if she had returned to her own dormitory.

"Don't shout so loudly, I can hear you." Song Qingmian just took out the clothes she will change from the closet.

"I'm overjoyed, I can't help myself." Yan Muyu smiled, turned and locked the door.

Song Qingmian looked surprised: "You didn't even bring a change of pajamas, so you locked the door?"

"I can wear yours."

Yan Muyu, who went back to 402, seemed to have a thicker skin, turned around again and replied shamelessly.

Seeing Yan Muyu's villainous appearance, Song Qingmian couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Why should I lend you my pajamas?"

"Just because..." The smile on Yan Muyu's face became brighter, "Just because you are already mine!"

"Shameless..." The blunt words made Song Qingmian's cheeks flush.

"I'm only shameless towards you." Yan Muyu walked to Song Qingmian with a smile, and took out a set of pajamas from Song Qingmian's closet, "Let's go wash up, I still have a lot to say You talk."

"Ah."

Although dormitory 405 is only for one person, there are still two bathrooms.

Yan Muyu and Song Qingmian each went into a bathroom to wash and shower, and after they came out, they dried each other's hair, and then lay down on the bed.

The bed size of 405 is larger, and it doesn't feel crowded when two people lie down together.

But the two had just expressed their hearts to each other, and they still had a higher proportion of reserve in their hearts. It seemed that an invisible galaxy appeared in the middle of the bed, perfectly separating the people on both sides of the bed.

After setting the alarm clock, Yan Muyu turned off the headlights in the room.

She didn't turn on the bedside lamp, but looked directly at Song Qingmian sideways and said, "I think the dark is more suitable for heart-to-heart talks. Can we chat without turning on the light?"

"Okay." Song Qingmian responded, turned over and turned off the bedside lamp on her side, then turned back again, "What do you want to talk about?"

Although the lights were not turned on, the room was not completely dark, and they could see each other's expressions clearly.

The sense of joy was precipitated by the two periods of washing and drying her hair. Taking advantage of the darkness, Yan Muyu asked the question she wanted to know the most and could only be answered by Song Qingmian herself: "Qingmian, why are you reborn? What happened to you five years later?"

Song Qingmian's eyes flashed, and he didn't answer immediately. After a while, he sighed and replied: "Why can you be reborn five years later, and how can I be reborn five years later."

"But...but...you're not...how could..." Yan Muyu was so flustered that he couldn't speak incoherently after confirming his inner guess.

Song Qingmian stretched out her left hand to hold Yan Muyu's right hand, and said softly, "I'm not married, and the wedding was cancelled."

The reassurance worked, and Yan Muyu calmed down a bit: "But...how could you...what happened afterwards?"

Yan Muyu really couldn't tell the cruel fact, but the two of them tacitly understood, and Song Qingmian understood what Yan Muyu wanted to express.

So Song Qingmian eloquently said:

"I don't know exactly when you were reborn in this world, but in fact, I left a world more than a year later than you. I was too stubborn in that world and never wanted to admit my true feelings, so In the end, it led to irreversible results."

"You told me before that your death has nothing to do with me, so let me not feel any guilt. But how can you say that your death really has nothing to do with me? If it weren't for my resistance and escape, then cherish me How could you get into the habit of drinking if you have a weak voice?"

"After you 'leave', I live in regret every day. But regret is actually the emotion that proves one's stupidity and incompetence the most in the world, because often only when the water is hard to recover can one feel regret."

"I stayed at home for a long time and didn't dare to go out. I was afraid that people would mention you as soon as they saw me. I was afraid that once others mentioned you, I would realize again that you are no longer in this world."

"You see, in fact, I have been a coward from the beginning to the end. Whether it is before you leave or after you leave."

Song Qingmian paused, then continued:

"I thought my whole life would be spent in such waste and regret, until the next year Qingming...'sweeping the grave', I was awakened by my family who finally endured to the limit. Then I... went to see your parents."

"They are all fine, obviously full of pain, but kept apologizing to me, saying that you caused me trouble... I confessed to them that I was the real culprit. But they only replied I sighed, saying that the blame is only because of your shallow fortune..."

"After meeting your parents, they gave me... the key to the room when you 'leaved'. Afterwards, that room became the last place I lived. But after living there for a few days, my dream suddenly started Get weird."

"I dreamed that I returned to five years ago, but the five years ago I dreamed deviated from my original memory. Our relationship does not seem to be rigid, and you no longer convey love to me. In my dream , it seems that there is another self."

"If it is a beautiful dream, but I am no longer satisfied with being just friends with you; if it is not a beautiful dream, but you really exist in my dream. Compared with the reality without you, I still Dreams haunt me even more, so I—"

"—so you took an overdose of sleeping pills and fell into an eternal dream?!"

Yan Muyu, who had been listening quietly, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted Song Qingmian angrily.

When Song Qingmian said these words, it seemed that she was ready to bear Yan Muyu's anger. She stretched out her empty left hand, held Yan Muyu's right hand, and replied: "So I Only then can I hold your hands at this moment."

Although the words were sweet, they were not enough to completely extinguish Yan Muyu's anger. She roared angrily: "I...I will throw away all the sleeping pills you brought!"

Song Qingmian gently shook the two hands that were holding Yan Muyu, and replied softly: "Okay, okay, throw them away... With you here, I won't have insomnia anymore."

"you you!"

It's the same reason that Yan Muyu's coquettish tone is very lethal to Song Qingmian, and Song Qingmian's soft voice is also the most annoying to Yan Muyu.

Yan Muyu said "you" twice, and wanted to say something to express her anger, but her face blushed and she couldn't say anything. Song Qingmian couldn't see it, and then Yan Muyu continued: "You don't want to Live with anger tonight, on such a special day."

"You knew that I would take you out..." Yan Muyu was discouraged, "But I will throw away the sleeping pills, I will throw them away tomorrow morning!"

"Well, didn't I promise you?" Song Qingmian's mouth slightly raised, "I only brought the bottle next to the bed...Actually, even if you don't throw it away, I have already planned to throw it away tomorrow."

"Why...why?" Yan Muyu couldn't hide her curiosity.

Song Qingmian's tone was brisk: "Isn't it because someone told me that you should cherish your body when you live again? I thought about it later, and I have already let my parents down once, at least this time—"

"—This time it will be very complete, and you will live a very happy life. Not only will your body be healthy all the time, but your mind will not have any gaps." Yan Muyu stared at Song Qingmian, and continued seriously.

Song Qingmian was startled, then smiled: "What about you?"

Yan Muyu's eyes were instantly filled with tenderness: "I am responsible for filling your heart."

"You will do what you say."

"How can I be willing to go back on my word?"

The room was full of affection, and there was no words for a moment.

"By the way, Qing Mian, why were you called away by the staff alone today?"

After the charming atmosphere faded, Yan Muyu suddenly remembered this matter and broke the silence.

"Some things to deal with." Song Qingmian replied.

"What's the matter? Can't you tell me?" Yan Muyu was not satisfied with the answer.

"It's not that I can't tell you, but now is not the best time." Song Qingmian replied softly.

"Then... okay." Yan Muyu is eager to know everything about Song Qingmian that she doesn't know yet, but she respects Song Qingmian's own wishes, "If it's the best time you mentioned, you must take the initiative Tell me. After all, you know that I am very slow, let me realize it myself, maybe I will not be able to realize it..."

There was a bit of grievance in Yan Muyu's words.

Song Qingmian was amused, and let go of the hands she held with Yan Muyu, then raised her right hand to rub Yan Muyu's hair, and coaxed softly: "You are not slow, it is all my cognitive error, I shouldn't be posting Would say that about you in public.”

"It's not enough to just apologize." Yan Muyu was very pleased, and immediately pushed his nose on his face.

Song Qingmian smiled and rolled her eyes: "Then how should I compensate?"

"You...you..." Yan Muyu suddenly felt shy.

"If you can't say it, it means that there is no need for compensation—"

"—You kiss me again!"

Yan Muyu blushed and mustered up the courage to roar out the words, but the surrounding air was stagnant.

After a while, Song Qingmian quickly withdrew her right hand that was rubbing Yan Muyu's hair before the air solidified.

In the next second, she turned around resolutely, leaving her back to Yan Muyu who was blushing and full of anticipation: "I've talked for a long time, I'm going to bed first."

"Don't...don't sleep, we just talked about two topics, less than half an hour?"

"I take back what I just said! Or... I will make it up to you?"

"Oh Qingmian, I was wrong, don't ignore me..."

……

Yan Muyu was unyielding and entangled bitterly.

"Okay...the days are long, so why rush for a while." Song Qingmian sighed helplessly, and finally turned around, facing Yan Muyu, "It's already late after today's performance, and you have to get up early tomorrow, do you still want to get up early?" Have you slept enough? Where is the person who taught me to cherish my body with confidence before?"

"You're obviously making use of the topic... It's not because of this reason that you're urging me to sleep..." Yan Muyu muttered softly.

"What are you whispering?" Song Qingmian's eyes widened.

"No, go to sleep!" Yan Muyu shook her head and shrank into the quilt, "Good night, sleep well!"

"Well. Good night, Mu Yu."

— Anyway, sooner or later I will get my wish...

Before closing her eyes, Yan Muyu looked forward to a bright future.