Insomnia

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Because it had been rained just now, the box had been soaked in water and softened. I originally thought that the contents inside would be damaged, but I didn't expect that it was full of protective foam. Layers were torn open layer by layer, and finally a small dark blue brocade was revealed. Box comes.

Tao Ling was stunned and turned to look at Wen Qingying. Wen Qingying was also looking at the box, but she noticed that he was looking at him and smiled.

Gritting his teeth, Tao Ling opened the brocade box. Inside was a platinum ring, exactly like the one on his hand.

Tao Ling was extremely surprised. He picked up the ring and looked at it. He found that the back of the ring was engraved with fine lines of petals. What others don't know is that the one on their hand is also engraved with patterns.

The patterns on the rings are each in a pattern, and there is nothing wrong with it at first glance. But when two pieces are put together, people will be surprised. After overlapping, they become complete petals.

It's a ring at all.

Almost instantly, Tao Ling recalled the first time he met Xia Chaoyang. At that time, Xia Chaoyang did not pay attention to the ring on his hand.

what happened?

Next to him, Wen Qingying naturally saw the contents of the box clearly. Where Tao Ling couldn't see, his eyes were filled with a layer of gloom.

He had seen the name on the express delivery before.

Tao Ling was confused for a moment and put the ring back into the box. He turned to look at Wen Qingying again. Wen Qingying still looked as gentle as before and showed no other reaction at all.

His mind was in turmoil. When the news urging him to report came, Tao Ling had to throw away these thoughts and typed to Wen Qingying: I'll go handle the work, you can do it yourself.

Wen Qingying nodded, showing her little tiger teeth, as if to reassure him.

Tao Ling grabbed the brocade box with the ring and entered the study.

After finally finishing the matters at hand, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Tao Ling sat at the table for a while, thinking about how to casually tell Wen Qingying that Xia Chaoyang's ring had nothing to do with him.

The more I thought about it, the more irritated I became, but then I thought of how calm I heard Qingying was. He didn't seem to care at all.

Yes, why should he care?

Taking a deep breath, Tao Ling left the study and saw Wen Qingying facing his direction, sitting at the dining room table with two bowls on the table.

As soon as she saw him coming out, Wen Qingying straightened up with a smile and pointed at the table.

Tao Ling went over to sit down and saw that the bowl was filled with dried noodles and the unfinished dishes from yesterday. It's obviously much prettier than what I usually cook, and it's definitely more delicious.

Long wait. Tao Ling typed on his mobile phone.

Wen Qingying smiled simply, lowered her eyelashes and looked at the bowl.

The two of them had a meal together, whether it was dinner or supper, and Tao Ling couldn't let Wen Qingying do the dishes, so he took the initiative to clean up the table.

After tidying up the kitchen, I threw the clothes into the dryer by the way, and went out to see Wen Qingying was reading the book again.

Tao Ling originally wanted to turn on the TV, but he gave up and sat next to Wen Qingying to play with his mobile phone.

Seeing that he was looking too seriously, Tao Ling didn't want to disturb him, and only glanced over occasionally.

After a long time, Wen Qingying put down her book, took out her mobile phone and asked, Sir, do you have anything to say?

Tao Ling gritted his teeth slightly and took out his notepad: I will go to Beijing in a while, maybe before the end of the semester. Afraid that it would be too troublesome to answer questions and answers, he immediately wrote: There is a meeting, and I want to go to Beijing. There is a lecture. I remember you used to go to university in Beijing?

After Wen Qingying finished reading it, she paused for a while before responding briefly: Yes.

Tao Ling originally plucked up the courage to ask him if he wanted to go back to Beijing, but seeing his reaction, he suddenly didn't want to ask.

Is there anything you want to see? I'll take a picture for you. He typed again.

Wen Qingying smiled gratefully, but shook her head.

The communication could no longer continue, Tao Ling suddenly felt very tired, and didn't know what to say. I had to ask one last question: Are you going to sleep?

Tao Jun's room was always sealed. What he wanted was for the two of them to squeeze in. Wen Qingying also took out her mobile phone and responded to him: Okay, sir, can you borrow a quilt? I'll sleep on the sofa.

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