Chapter 461 Understand Your Own Heart (1)

What should she reply? Good night? Don't... After saying good night, it seems like there is nothing left to talk about...

Song Qingchun lay on the bed, biting her fingers and thinking for a long time, then typed a few times on the keyboard and sent a message: "Have you taken your medicine?"

This time Su Zhinian's text message was answered quickly: "Not yet."

"Not yet?" Song Qingchun frowned while typing, and then edited another text message: "Doctor Xia said that you need to take medicine to get better faster. Why didn't you take it?"

Su Zhinian, who was leaning on the bedside, looked at Song Qingchun's long words and couldn't help but chuckle. She really cared about him, didn't she?

"Eat right away." As he typed back her message, he got out of bed and poured a glass of water.

Su Zhinian always had a good memory. He took the pills as Song Qingchun said at noon, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Just as he put down the water glass, Song Qingchun's text message came over again: "Do you still remember how to eat?"

Su Zhinian, who had already taken the medicine, replied: "I seem to still remember."

If you remember, you remember. If you don’t remember, you don’t remember. What does it mean to still remember? Song Qingchun frowned, then tilted his head and thought about it, and replied to Su Zhinian: "The white bottle is two pills, the anti-inflammatory medicine is four pills, the small white pill is one pill, and the largest white pill is three pills." grain."

Song Qingchun first received the word "hmm" from Su Zhinian, and then received another sentence: "Eat."

He just took a medicine, and she felt inexplicably happy. She held the phone and wanted to say something to him, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't know what to say, so she typed a few words and sent Passed by: "Good night."

Su Zhinian stared at the two words on the screen of his mobile phone, with a hint of warmth in his brows. He gently pressed "WANAN" on the keyboard while silently chanting "I love you, love you" in his heart, and then I sent the words "Good night" in the editing column.

Song Qingchun received Su Zhinian's "Good night" and felt inexplicably at peace in her heart. She stared at the two words with gentle eyes for a long time, then raised her hand and slid the text message to the top, sharing her and him today. She read the late message one by one. In fact, there were only a few sentences, and the total number of words before and after was only a hundred words. However, she felt that it was much more exciting than reading a long novel. She read it over and over again. Why? I couldn't get tired of watching it, and even at the end, she covered her mouth and giggled. She smiled and laughed. Song Qingchun bit her fingers happily, stared at the ceiling and thought: He and she are now "reunited" Good old times"?

That’s it… I’ve already sent text messages!

Song Qingchun buried his head in the quilt and laughed softly.

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She didn't know that Su Zhinian on the other side, like her, was also holding a mobile phone and reading the content of their text message, which was only a hundred words long.

At the end, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his heart seemed to melt, giving off a warm tingling feeling.

But as he smiled, his smile turned a little sad.

Did he and her really "get back on good terms" like this?

It was so beautiful, he really couldn't bear to be cut off like this, so let's do it like this for now...just be friends, the most ordinary friends...

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Early the next morning, Song Qingchun woke up holding her mobile phone.

She read the text messages between her and Su Zhinian again before getting up and washing up.