In the dark room, it was so quiet that you could hear a needle. Except for your own heavy breathing, everything was silent.
Holding back the huge fear in his heart, Ruan Youning called softly.
"Ajing."
"Ajing, are you there?"
Her tone was trembling. But she was answered with deathly silence.
A Jing is not here?
Is this another dream?
Or is it that she has been dreaming and has never come out of the dream?
Ruan Youning's chaotic brain struggled to think. She tentatively touched the phone, and with a click, a soft light suddenly lit up in the dark room, and gentle footsteps came from the door.
Someone came in.
who is it?
As soon as this thought came out, the owner of the footsteps had already passed the bathroom at the door and came to the bed.
Ruan Youning's whole heart was lifted.
Song Shijing also said in surprise, "Ning Ning? You're awake."
Rarely, Ruan Youning didn't answer him. She just half-leaned on the bed, looking at him steadily with her eyes without saying a word.
Instinctively, Song Shijing felt that something was wrong with Ruan Youning, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
He put his handbag on the table and came forward. When he got closer, he realized that Ruan Youning's face was extremely pale.
"Ning Ning, what's wrong? You didn't have any rest, okay?"
Song Shijing was worried and touched Ruan Youning's arm with his strong hand.
The substantial touch finally alleviated the fear in Ruan Youning's heart. She pursed her lips hard to make sure that this was reality and not a dream.
On her arms, Song Shijing's warm breath was passed to her bit by bit.
His worried look undoubtedly reminded Ruan Youning that this was reality at this moment, she was no longer dreaming, and she was no longer trapped in that weird nightmare.
Ruan Youning reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, but only showed an expression that was uglier than crying.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Song Shijing guessed.
Ruan Youning shook her head stiffly. At this moment, she actually wanted to coquettishly say that she had a nightmare, that she was scared, that she needed kisses, hugs, and comfort, but the weightlessness of her falling body in the dream made her unable to say a word at this moment.
The feeling of the body smashing into the ground in a free arc is really terrifying and terrifying.
The unusual way she turned a deaf ear made Song Shijing panic.
What happened? He just went to the door to pick up a meal. The whole journey took less than two minutes. What happened?
When he turned around, his Ning Ning's whole state was very wrong.
Do you have a fever?
Song Shijing quickly thought about this possibility, and put his big hand on Ruan Youning's forehead. As soon as he made contact, Song Shijing was shocked.
The temperature on her forehead was obviously higher than normal.
"Ning Ning, you have a fever!"
Song Shijing whispered and hurriedly got up to call the hotel front desk.
As soon as he stood up, he was caught off guard and was hugged tightly by Ruan Youning.
Ruan Youning was buried in his arms, and her hoarse voice sounded muffled: "Ajing, don't go."
"I'm not leaving, I'm not going, I'm always here, and I'm not going anywhere." Song Shijing hugged her back, deepening the hug.
Inexplicably, he felt that she was trembling, and indeed, Ruan Youning was trembling.
At this moment, for Ruan Youning, any words of comfort are not as fast as a substantial hug.
Song Shijing hugged Ruan Youning, and his arms unconsciously tightened. Even if Ruan Youning didn't say anything, he could completely feel her fear.
What is his Ning Ning afraid of? Did you just have an extremely scary nightmare?
He guessed, hesitated, and decided not to ask now.
Let's feed her the antipyretic medicine later and let her feel better emotionally and physically.
He thought silently as this hug lasted for a long time.
After a while, Ruan Youning raised his head slightly, his voice still unable to conceal his fear, "Ajing, I just had a dream, a very real but absurd dream..."
She was about to speak, but her phone lit up at an inappropriate time.
Ruan Youning turned to look at his phone. The text message that would be sent at seven o'clock in the evening would most likely be the notification result of this bidding.
She swallowed what she was about to say and went to get her phone. As soon as the phone was turned on, a message popped up.
This is not a final selection, but a simple announcement:
Good evening, excellent painters. Due to the large number of participants, the final results will be announced at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Regardless of whether you have won this bidding project, you will still be notified accordingly, so please be patient. Best of luck!
Very official statement.
Song Shijing also saw this notice.
He was no longer surprised. He accompanied Ruan Youning to participate in large and small offline bidding, and had seen projects that took several days. This is already a very quick notification result.
"There's no rush. Let's wait slowly. It's just one night, it'll be quick."
Ruan Youning nodded and wanted to continue talking about the dream just now, but Song Shijing stopped her.
"Take the medicine first, okay? Let's get some rest before we talk about this." His attitude was a bit tough, with worry in his words.
As soon as he said that, the dizziness that Ruan Youning had deliberately ignored suddenly came to her. She didn't know what expression to make, so she had to bury her head in Song Shijing's arms.
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The hotel front desk quickly delivered a thermometer and fever-reducing medicine.
Ruan Youning took his temperature and it was 37.8°. Sure enough, he had a fever. Song Shijing frowned. He took the porridge from his handbag and fed Ruan Youning to drink.
Ruan Youning obediently let Song Shijing feed her, and after a few sips, she took the antipyretic medicine.
The medicine took effect very quickly, and after a while, Ruan Youning felt drowsy.
She yawned repeatedly and twisted around on the bed, refusing to close her eyes.
Song Shijing noticed this and put his big hands on her waist, "Go to sleep if you feel sleepy. Don't hold on."
"I……"
Ruan Youning seemed a little aggrieved. She bit her lip and moved restlessly in his arms.
Seeing her like this, Song Shijing simply kissed her.
"Go to sleep, Ning Ning, I'll hold you to sleep and watch you sleep, okay?"
His soft lips whispered against hers.
Ruan Youning quickly fell asleep under the blend of warm breath.
During this sleep, she still slept uneasily, feeling sleepy and dazed, but she still made sure from time to time whether Song Shijing was still around.
A very strong sign of insecurity.
Song Shijing frowned, his face complex.
He didn't know what kind of dream could make her so afraid of sleeping and make her feel so insecure?
Song Shijing tightened his embrace and whispered to comfort her over and over: "Ning Ning, I'm always here, I'm always here."
When Ruan Youning woke up again, she was woken up by being covered. The antipyretic medicine took effect so quickly that her whole body was covered in a layer of sweat. It was not very hot, but a little sticky.
The sticky feeling on her skin was not very pleasant, and she couldn't help but move.
As soon as she moved, Song Shijing's closed eyes opened.
"Did I wake you up..." Ruan Youning still had some blush on his face, feeling very embarrassed.
Song Shijing didn't close his eyes all night. He was afraid that when Ruan Youning woke up, he would not be able to reassure her immediately, so he kept pretending to sleep to let his eyes rest a little.
He saw that Ruan Youning was in much better spirits, no longer as depressed as before, and his uneasy heart finally calmed down.
He shook his head and answered her warmly: "Ning Ning, it's nothing."
He continued and asked: "Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some warm water?"
Ruan Youning's throat was always aching because of the fever, so she responded.
She drank two large glasses of warm water in one breath and felt that her throat felt much better.
And her fever went away as quickly as it came on.
After taking the temperature, it has returned to normal.
Ruan Youning had a good night's sleep. She lay on the bed and fell asleep again, but she couldn't fall asleep at all after tossing and turning.
Not only can't sleep, but I'm also a little hungry...
Ruan Youning hesitated to speak. Although she had slept well, Song Shijing didn't sleep much...
Song Shijing could tell what she was thinking at a glance. He put on his coat and shoes, and said considerately: "Let's go downstairs to have something to eat."
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Although it was already early in the morning, there were still a lot of people on the sixth to tenth floors.
Ruan Youning couldn't help but be greedy just by smelling the hot barbecue and the steaming copper kettle hot pot.
After the fever subsided, my stomach had a strong desire to eat spicy and spicy food.
She quietly swallowed her saliva and lingered in front of a hot pot restaurant, refusing to leave.
Song Shijing couldn't see her little thoughts. He was a little funny and put his arms around her waist: "Ning Ning, don't eat this."
He pointed to the front: "Let's eat that one, that one is also very appetizing."
Um? Appetizing?
Ruan Youning's spirit was shaken and she hurriedly raised her head. Following the direction he pointed, she only glanced at it and curled her lips.
What...she doesn't want to drink porridge.
Song Shijing explained softly: "Ning Ning, this porridge restaurant is really appetizing. Trust me, okay?"
Ruan Youning also knew that she couldn't eat spicy food, and she also knew that Song Shijing was completely thinking about her, so she agreed obediently.
As soon as he arrived at the shop and found a seat to sit down, Ruan Youning realized that this was really no ordinary porridge shop.
It's a hot pot with white porridge base.
During the Song Dynasty, some vegetables and seafood were served with porridge base.
The light white porridge pot base is paired with fresh, sweet and delicious seafood, which really has a unique flavor.
Ruan Youning drank a bowl slowly and felt much more relaxed.
Song Shijing raised her eyebrows with a 'I'm not lying to you' look on her face, peeling shrimps in her hands and putting them in the small bowl in front of her.
Ruan Youning smiled stupidly and was about to say something when a surprising voice came from behind him.
"Why are you here too?"
The question was abrupt, extremely rude, and even a little stupid.
At the Convention and Exhibition Center, at this time again, it was nothing more than participating in the bidding and waiting for the results.
What the visitor asked was no more than nonsense.
Ruan Youning didn't look back, knowing who was coming.
The voice behind her was so familiar that she couldn't think of anyone else except Ruan Zhicheng.
Ruan Zhicheng was wearing casual clothes and disposable white cotton slippers on his feet. He obviously lived here.
Perhaps he also realized that his words were a bit stupid, so he changed his words: "Why are you here at this time?"
As soon as he said this, he felt that it was inappropriate.
Showing up at a restaurant in the middle of the night means you're hungry, right? Besides, Song Shijing was still peeling the shrimp slowly...
The two consecutive questions were all nonsense, so he simply stopped talking.
He seemed to be determined that Ruan Youning and Song Shijing would not accept his words, so he was about to leave without looking away.
