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Do you want to spend the rest of your life with me? It was already dark when we returned, and the car drove out of the narrow alleys of the old city. The halo of the streetlights gently slid across the car windows, like melted butter, spreading a warm yellow color.Song Li leaned on the passenger seat, his seat tilted slightly, and his whole body sank into the soft backrest. Suddenly remembering something, he gently poked the back of Ling Qingye's hand with his knuckles: "My mother just secretly asked me…-
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Afraid of you being wronged Ling Qingye saw that he was holding on to the door handle, his fingertips turning white, so he put his hand on the back of his hand and rubbed it, then opened the door and got out of the car.He walked around to the passenger side, opened the door and bent down to look at him. He said in a soft voice, "I'll go up and say hello first. You take your time." Song Li looked up and saw him carrying a gift bag, walking steadily towards the corridor, his back straight, and the panic in…
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see The air conditioner in the training room blew chills on the back of his neck. Song Li's fingertips were resting on the keyboard. The phone on the corner of the table was vibrating violently. A message from her cousin popped up, and the words were full of excitement: Auntie asked me who you were dating. She said she looked like the boy from the Ling family who used to live across the door. I didn't dare to answer. You can tell auntie yourself. Song Li walked to the corridor with her cell phone in…
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waiting for you The alarm clock rang twice on Monday morning, and Song Licai curled up into Ling Qingye's arms, buried his face in his neck and nuzzled him, and vaguely patted the phone on the bedside.Ling Qingye held down his troubled hand and rubbed the soft flesh on the back of his neck with his fingertips: "Get up, I'll take you to the training room." Song Li grunted and refused to move, until Ling Qingye pinched his waist and shook him gently, then slowly sat up, his hair blowing up like a little…
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suburbs On weekends, Ling Qingye got up later than usual and went to the kitchen to cook porridge as soon as it was dawn. Song Li held the door frame to watch him busy, with a bunch of hair sticking up and his eyes groggy.When serving porridge, Ling Qingye put a soft-boiled egg into his bowl and tapped the rim of the bowl with his fingertips: "Eat quickly, pack up and set off, there will be a traffic jam on the road if you are late." The mountains in the suburbs are not too high, and the winding mountain…
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The boss will also cook it himself Song Li was awakened by the sunshine. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Qingye leaning on the bedside and reading a tablet, his fingertips lightly swiping the screen to process messages. The morning light fell on the side of his face, and his eyelashes cast a shallow shadow.He turned over and crawled into someone's arms, rubbing his head against Ling Qingye's chest, and said in a sticky voice: "What time is it, can you still afford it?" "It's almost eight o'clock."…
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I wash dishes Song Li was sitting on the sofa playing games, his legs resting on Ling Qingye's knees, his fingertips tapping on the screen, and muttering something about his teammates from time to time.Ling Qingye leaned aside to read the documents, and gently rubbed his calf with his other hand. The force was not heavy, but it made Song Li feel lazy. Even the operation was slowed down by half a beat, and the crystal was stolen by the opposite party. "Damn!" Song Li threw his phone on the sofa and sat up…
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How about crossing the gods and reporting peace to your family? The air-conditioning in the stadium was fully turned on. Song Li's fingertips fell on the keyboard, but there was no chill at all. The rhythm of pressing the keys was very steady. The call of his teammates in the earphones was clear. He pursed his lips and picked up two heads in a row with his fingertips. The cheers from the audience floated in through the soundproof glass, as light as a gust of wind. During the halftime break, he took off…
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Remember to add clothes It was early morning when the plane landed. The cold wind made Song Li shrink his neck. He took out Ling Qingye's thick coat and put it on. The fabric was soft and had a faint smell of cedar.He took out his mobile phone and turned it on. The screen was filled with messages, most of which were from Ling Qingye. From the instructions before departure to the landing reminder, the last one was sent ten minutes ago: [Report safe on landing, remember to put on some clothes.】 Song Li…
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waiting for you When he entered the house to change his shoes, Song Li's phone buzzed. It was an overseas competition itinerary sent by the team's assistant. The departure date was set for three days later, and a long luggage list was attached.He glanced at it and threw the phone on the entrance cabinet. When he bent down to tie his shoelaces, Ling Qingye had already clicked through the list. "The temperature difference is big over there, so you need to bring two thick coats." Ling Qingye traced the…
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