Capítulo 1244: Chapter 472: Bicycle, Autumn Rain, Candied Hawthorn, Farewell
Seven o’clock in the morning.
The rain outside had completely stopped.
The light from outside seeped in, illuminating the entire bedroom.
Liu Qingning lay on the bed, clutching her quilt tightly, her breathing rapid, the blush on her face lingering.
The warmth of Tang Song’s hands seed to linger on her chest and legs, that tingling sensation running wildly through her body like electricity, her heartbeat refusing to slow down.
She bit her lip, unable to stop the scene from just now from replaying in her mind.
Tang Song the rascal, not only touched her, but made her watch, made her recall the bits and pieces from high school.
This sense of sha was far more intense than when they were in the large apartnt at Shen City Bay No.1.
Back then, the fear of losing him was greater, her emotions were as tangled as a ball of yarn.
Their relationship was so familiar, besides love, friendship also played a big part.
This intimate mont in a calm state was sothing she could not resist.
“Ugh—” Liu Qingning let out a soft moan, burying her face deep in the quilt, her fists clenched tightly.
At the sa ti, a hint of sourness and gloom arose in her heart.
In her mory, Tang Song was always a naive and innocent boy.
When they used to go shopping and watch movies together, the atmosphere was right, yet he didn’t even dare to hold her hand, most of the ti she had to take the initiative.
But in just a year, he had turned into a “lustful” and “flirty” “player”.
No doubt, Wen Ruan, the elegant mature lady, had a hand in “educating” him.
The current Tang Song had been shaped by Wen Ruan.
Soon after, Liu Qingning took a deep breath, reached for her phone by the pillow, unlocked it, and opened the photo album, flipping to a photo in the favorites folder.
It was a photo she had taken with her phone, it had a great atmosphere.
In the photo, a man and a woman stood side by side in front of a tall floor-to-ceiling window, both wearing black-frad glasses.
The man was Tang Song, and the woman was Su Yu, the top beauty of internal entertainnt, Asia-Pacific’s most beautiful face, the award-winning actress, queen of TV and music.
Su Yu nestled beside Tang Song, wearing a slight smile on her face, lively and exquisite.
Judging from Tang Song’s appearance, this photo was taken five years ago, during the second sester of their sophomore year.
At that ti, she had just started diving into AI competition projects, her life filled with busyness, and her chats with Tang Song grew less frequent.
It was also that year that Qingning Technology was officially established.
And this photo was a part of Qingning Technology’s internal archive from the company’s founding period, which she inadvertently saw in the archive room.
She knew Tang Song owned 3% of Qingning Technology and was involved in its founding stage.
At that ti, Su Yu had already beco a top star, Tangzong Entertainnt also took part in the early investnts of Qingning Technology.
To this day, Tangzong Entertainnt and All Stars still hold 4% of Qingning Technology’s shares.
Thus, she held no doubt about this photo.
However, it couldn’t prove any emotional entanglent between Tang Song and Su Yu.
After all, her nanny Aunt i had said that Su Yu had never had intimate contact with any n, remaining single.
But it was enough to prove that the relationship between Tang Song and Su Yu was extraordinary, at least as long-term close friends.
Otherwise, Su Yu wouldn’t have let her live in the apartnt at Shen City Bay No.1.
And being Tang Song’s closest friend, she was completely unaware of it.
She truly missed out on a pivotal part of his growth.
Love and friendship, Wen Ruan and Su Yu.
She felt as if she had been excluded from his world.
For her, this was the hardest thing to accept.
Liu Qingning felt a faint “bitter regret for years, sewing gold threads for soone else’s wedding gown”.
Thinking of this, a sharp pain ca from her head again.
Liu Qingning gritted her teeth, urging herself not to overthink.
No matter how unwilling, no matter how painful, the situation had co to this point, she could only find a way to resolve it bit by bit.
“Knock knock knock—” ca the sound of knocking on the door.
Liu Qingning quickly took a deep breath, suppressing the painful emotions on her face, trying to make her expression look peaceful.
The door was gently pushed open.
Tang Song walked in with a smile, “Qingning, co out and eat, try the breakfast I’ve made for you with love.”
“Hmm.” Liu Qingning responded, lifting the quilt, slowly sitting on the edge of the bed, and putting on her slippers.
The waves of headaches made her movents exceptionally slow.
Just as she was about to get up, Tang Song suddenly ca before her, touched her forehead, and asked with concern: “What’s wrong? Not feeling well?”
Liu Qingning smiled, “No, it’s just my period, my stomach aches a bit.”
“I’ll rub it for you.” Tang Song said without hesitation, sitting beside her, rubbing his hands together.
One hand wrapped around her waist, the other gently pressed against her lower abdon, starting to massage and rub softly.
“Mmm~~” Liu Qingning couldn’t help but let out a comfortable moan, her body quivering slightly, a hint of shyness and joy flickering in her eyes.
Tang Song’s care and concern was the best redy for her.
“Actually, the best solution is to take painkillers, like Ibuprofen, but your stomach is always problematic, I’m quite worried, let’s see how it goes, if it’s not too painful, try not to take dicine.”
Liu Qingning “hmm” in response, resting her head on his shoulder, enjoying his warmth.
The pain gradually faded.
“I cooked so millet porridge, drink more later, it warms the stomach and can ease the pain,” Tang Song said softly as he rubbed her.
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