Insomnia

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Fifty-second floor: Let me be fair, since the handsome guys have two boats, I don't mind being the third one.

Fifty-third floor: Let me tell you, it's you upstairs again, and there are no cabinets in the closet? You're so gay!

The post was new and the floor was not high enough. Tao Ling saw it and slid it up again to look at the photos carefully.

He had to admit that Wen Qingying's temperament was really special, with just the right blend of masculinity and boyishness, which was clearly revealed when he got close to women.

The girl was petite, and even if she was standing on tiptoes, she still seemed to be huddled in his arms. His big, well-jointed hands were on her back, and she looked indescribably beautiful.

When you zoom in on the picture and look again, you can see that the person is still smiling, and you can easily see the little tiger teeth.

The last one was a sister, but this one can’t be a sister, right?

Tao Ling curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and that's right. Wen Qingying said that she was afraid that he would misunderstand, because she was afraid that he would misunderstand that he was only in two different situations, and it had nothing to do with whether he was single or not.

What's more, there is actually no need to clarify Wen Qingying's emotional status to him.

Tao Ling did not pay attention to the direction of the post. His stomach hurt so much that the medicine he just took went into his throat and disappeared without a trace.

It has no effect at all and is not responsible at all.

He threw away his cell phone, took off his glasses, faced the back of the sofa, and curled up harder.

For most of the next week, Tao Ling stopped staying at the flower shop. He only said hello when he passed by every day. Otherwise, he had no communication with Wen Qingying.

The situation continued into Thursday afternoon.

There was no one in the store when I passed by after get off work, and Wen Qingying was standing at the door. Tao Ling waved and was about to leave immediately. Wen Qingying took a few steps ahead with her long legs and turned around to block him.

Is something wrong? Tao Ling raised his eyes inquiringly.

Wen Qingying pursed her lips and put the phone in front of his eyes. There were words typed on it: Sir, are the violets still blooming? This flower easily sheds its petals.

Tao Ling took out his cell phone and replied: Thank you soon, the petals fell all over the table. He originally wanted to drop a pot.

Wen Qingying asked again: Are you busy these days, sir?

Tao Ling lowered his eyes, knowing that his deliberate actions had caught his attention, but he wrote without changing his expression: Yes, I have to work overtime during this period.

Wen Qingying made an oh gesture and nodded.

After a moment of silence, Tao Ling typed: Then I'll leave first?

Hearing what Qing Ying wanted to say, Tao Ling forced himself to wait patiently. He froze for a while, and finally said, Then can I still go to see your teacher in class tomorrow?

Tao Ling was stunned, and suddenly felt that his unreasonable alienation was too much.

Wen Qingying was very perceptive, and he didn't know this only on the first day. The pretentiousness he had shown in the past few days had caught his eye, and he might have thought that he had done something wrong.

To prevent him from misunderstanding further, Tao Lingying said: Of course.

Wen Qingying smiled, but it was not as cheerful as before. Even the little tiger teeth were only half exposed in aggrieved manner.

Tao Lingxin sighed, lowered his head and wrote again: Don't ask questions like this. You can listen to my class if you want. It doesn't matter if you don't want to.

It was okay not to say this, but Wen Qingying became nervous when he said it. He gestured a few times, and then remembered that Tao Ling didn't understand dumb language, so he could only continue typing: Sir, I don't want to listen to your class. I'll go no matter what time. I really enjoy your class, I really do.

Tao Lingxin said that you really love learning. He just smiled briefly and waved.

Wen Qingying stood there and watched him walk away.

On Friday night, Tao Ling arrived at the classroom almost in time. While inserting the USB disk, he looked up and scanned around, and found that Wen Qingying hadn't arrived yet.

In the past two weeks, I could see people whenever I looked up.

It wasn't until he said class that Wen Qingying stooped down and came in through the back door and sat on the seat next to her.

Tao Ling's heart suddenly felt at ease.

By the third week of class, the number of people was visibly reduced. Tao Ling knew that many people came to watch the fun in the first two classes, but he didn't care much about it.

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