Sleeping Together Tonight

On the streets as dusk fell.

The sounds of car horns and engines mingled together.

A meter away from the two, several of Century Zhixue's colleagues stood still, staring intently at the two who were embracing tightly.

They weren't stupid; they could naturally tell that the relationship between the two was quite unusual.

She is the kind of independent and emotionally stable girl who has never been this agitated, even when a major bug appears in a project.

It was genuine excitement, the kind of excitement that brings tears to my eyes, a mix of crying and laughing.

However, according to her former colleagues from Imperial Capital, Liu Qingning does not have a boyfriend.

The only one he's been closest to is Cheng Qingfeng.

As a founding team duo, their colleagues often teased the two leaders about this kind of thing.

Most people also assumed that they would definitely be together in the future.

Unexpectedly, this Ms. Liu already had such an outstanding boyfriend.

Several girls were green with envy.

This guy who suddenly appeared is just too handsome, so effortlessly handsome.

It is neither too feminine nor too masculine.

Moreover, his clothing and demeanor were exceptionally outstanding, clearly indicating that he was not an ordinary person.

The scene before my eyes really looks just like something out of an idol drama.

Unfortunately, they were all just supporting characters.

A colleague whispered a reminder, "Let's hurry up and slip away, we don't want to be third wheels."

"Yeah, I'm so full of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), thank goodness I didn't try to chat them up, otherwise it would be really awkward now."

After muttering a few words, the colleagues exchanged a knowing glance, lowered their heads, and walked around the two.

Since it was Saturday, only a few pedestrians were crossing the sidewalk.

Tang Song deeply felt the White Moonlight in his arms, breathing in the familiar scent of shampoo from her hair, his heart filled with boundless joy and satisfaction.

Childhood sweethearts, White Moonlight, meeting at the summit, unrequited love.

There are too many elements and memories about her that he can't let go of.

When we don't meet, these feelings accumulate Mo Mo in my heart. I might think of them occasionally, but there won't be any intense emotional response.

When he left the Imperial Capital and said goodbye to his White Moonlight, he thought he had let go.

But when he regained his memories of 2016, experienced the transformation of the game coming to life, and saw her again...

Only then did I realize that it was all just self-deception.

If given the ability, who wouldn't want to make up for their regrets?

He never denies that he is now a promiscuous scumbag.

But every man will have a moment of romantic madness, a moment of reckless abandon.

For him, Liu Qingning was a person with special significance.

Thinking of this, Tang Song looked down at the White Moonlight in his arms.

The stark contrast between the past and the present brought a torrent of profound memories that overwhelmed him completely.

"Ah! What are you doing!" A crisp exclamation rang out.

Two hands appeared around Liu Qingning's waist, and then her body was lifted into the air.

Tang Song hugged her soft waist and laughed as he spun her around twice.

Liu Qingning landed safely, her large breasts heaving violently.

He pretended to be angry and shouted, "Are you trying to die?!"

After saying that, she took another step forward, buried her face in his clothes, and rubbed it against him vigorously.

Looking at his wet shirt, she chuckled and patted his chest. "Hmph, it's all your fault. You ran off to Shencheng without a word, making me cry."

Tang Song looked down at her and said with a smile, "Shall I leave?"

"You try!" Liu Qingning pouted and grabbed his wrist.

Tang Song reached up and firmly grasped her soft, warm hand, a Susu sensation spreading from their palms.

This wasn't the first time the two had held hands, but the feeling was still strong.

The two remained silent in tacit agreement.

Their eyes met, and a shy blush gradually rose on Liu Qingning's face.

A moment later.

She raised her head and looked intently at Tang Song's face.

She reached out and touched his high, straight nose, smooth jawline, rosy lips, and delicate skin...

A big smile spread across her face. "That's wonderful! I can tell you've really worked hard to lose weight and get fit. You've changed so much, you look so healthy. You've lost so much weight, your skin looks amazing, and even your hands seem prettier now."

She knew Tang Song too well; seeing the changes in him now, she could guess what kind of effort he had put in.

Besides his appearance, Tang Song had many other admirable qualities that she admired.

For example, perseverance, diligence, and conscientiousness...

If it weren't for his limited talent, given his dedication to studying in his senior year of high school, he could definitely have gotten into Imperial Capital.

These things, over time, have been reflected in her heart.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows smugly. "Of course! I'm incredibly hardworking. Aren't I handsome? Even more handsome than in high school, right? Surprised?"

Upon hearing his words, Liu Qingning froze, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, and she slumped her head down.

Her face was almost touching her high, firm breasts.

"What's wrong, Qing Ning?" Noticing her unusual behavior, Tang Song took her hand and shook it, asking with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine," Liu Qingning said sullenly.

Then she let go of his hand and hid behind him.

Tang Song turned around and looked at her with suspicion. "You must have something on your mind. Tell me."

Liu Qingning quickly reached out and lifted his chin, turning his head to the side. "I'm ugly and fat right now, don't look at me."

"Uh..." Tang Song instantly understood her little scheme.

Liu Qingning's peak beauty was probably when she graduated from high school at the age of 18; her skin looked like it could be squeezed to release water.

With her baby face and big eyes, she truly has a youthful appearance and is extremely cute.

She maintained a good record throughout her university years.

However, since graduating, the heavy workload and irregular schedule have caused her skin and figure to deteriorate.

During her 10 months in Shencheng, the 997 work schedule and immense pressure caused her condition to deteriorate rapidly, and she only had her hair simply styled.

It does look "uglier".

Standing next to the improved Tang Song, the strong-willed Liu Qingning naturally finds it hard to bear.

She didn't want him to see her bad side.

So what?

Tang Song reached out and cupped her oval face, gently stroking her full Apple cheeks with his fingers, and said in a gentle voice, "You are neither ugly nor fat. All the changes are unique, and all the fat is exactly what I look for."

"Ouch!" Liu Qingning slapped his hand away, her face flushed, and said, "You... why are you talking so strangely today? Who did you learn this from? Don't be so cheeky in the future!"

Having known Tang Song for so many years since I was a child, this is the first time I've heard him say something so cheesy.

I felt like I was getting goosebumps, but I didn't feel any aversion at all.

Tang Song chuckled softly, said nothing, and simply looked at her with a smile.

Liu Qingning tidied her hair, quickly walked up to him, and said with her back to him, "How long have you been waiting downstairs?"

"Not long, I'm counting down the days until you get off work."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"No."

A gentle push came from her side, and Liu Qingning said with a grin, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious!"

Her birthday is October 13th, which is about two months older than Tang Song.

I sometimes like to tease him by calling him "siblings".

"Okay, thank you, Sister Qing Ning." Tang Song smiled and winked, then reached out and ruffled her hair a few times.

My hair was instantly messed up.

"Just talk, can you please stop touching me? Humph! My hairstyle was already ugly, and you've made it even worse."

Because of the 20-centimeter height difference, Liu Qingning was powerless to resist.

"I still prefer your high ponytail and bangs hairstyle; it suits your face better."

"Come on, it's been three years since I graduated. I'm a leader now, and people would look down on me if I wore that student hairstyle."

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and raindrops pattered down.

Liu Qingning took his hand and led him jogging into a restaurant called La Ke Ke, which is known as the "Michelin" of Kexing Science Park.

The two ordered the signature Stir-fried Yellow Beef, Mashed Chili Preserved Egg, Honghu Lake Lotus Root and Pork Bone Soup.

Because she was determined to lose weight, she only drank a bowl of soup.

Most of the time, she would just stand there watching Tang Song feast, her bright eyes curving like two crescent moons.

It was a little after 7 p. m.

Liu Qingning's Mobile Phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up and glanced at it, then quickly answered the phone, "Hey, Shuangshuang, I'm sorry, I haven't been looking at my Mobile Phone."

"Yeah, I'm off work now, but I have something to do tonight, so I won't be eating with you guys."

"It's not because of work. Tang Song came to Shencheng to see me, so... I'm sorry, please tell Xiang Kai for me."

"Hey, Shuangshuang, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Okay, I'll hang up now, bye-bye."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Qingning frowned slightly.

Liu Shuang suddenly became very strange after hearing that Tang Song had come to Shencheng.

I guess it's because Xiang Kai was there.

She also knew that her colleagues and classmates had a very average impression of Tang Song.

However, for her, the most important thing now is to accompany Tang Song; everything else has to take a backseat.

Tang Song stopped what he was doing and asked curiously, "Is it Liu Shuang and Xiang Kai?"

"Yes, it's them." Liu Qingning pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Xiang Kai currently works at an investment company and often travels between Magic City and Shencheng. I have very little contact with him, so I haven't mentioned it to you."

"Hehe, no need to explain, I believe you." Tang Song reached out and pinched her chubby cheeks.

He naturally felt a strong urge to pursue his childhood White Moonlight, and couldn't help but want to Pat Pat.

He could sense that Liu Qingning seemed to have opened her heart during their meeting, and was not at all resistant to his intimate contact.

This is probably related to her wanting to buy a house in Yancheng, and she probably intends to be honest with herself about it.

"Don't touch me." Liu Qingning slapped his hand away, her face flushed, and said, "I'm not explaining this to you, I'm just afraid someone will overthink things."

"Okay, you're right." Tang Song smiled and shook his head.

When they first arrived in the Imperial Capital, neither Liu Qingning nor he had graduated yet, and their work wasn't too busy.

At the time, she often took him to dinner parties, which would provide him with valuable connections in case he needed a referral later, and also help him become a familiar face to others.

Every time he ate and chatted with her classmates and friends, he appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually very uncomfortable and even somewhat inferior inside.

After all, they were all top students from Imperial Capital University, each one of whom could be considered outstanding individuals.

They talked about which prestigious universities, both domestic and international, they would choose to pursue graduate studies at, and their expectations for their future academic and professional careers.

Xiang Kai is considered a celebrity among them; he is a local from Imperial Capital, Second-Generation Rich, and a second-generation star.

He drives a sports car, wears Rolex, is handsome, and exudes confidence and charm.

He could sense at the time that Xiang Kai liked Liu Qingning, and he didn't try to hide it much.

The other party has never considered themselves a competitor.

In fact, besides Xiang Kai, many other alumni also had feelings for Liu Qingning.

After all, in the computer science department, someone who looks like her and has such a great figure is truly a rare find.

This incident dealt a significant blow to Tang Song, highlighting the vast difference between him and these individuals.

It was this accumulation of inferiority complex that ultimately led him to choose to let go and return to Yancheng.

After dinner, the rain outside had stopped, and the air was filled with a damp and fresh scent.

The two then wandered around the Kexing Science Park for a while.

Liu Qingning suddenly asked, "By the way, which hotel are you staying at now?"

Tang Song looked at her and said, "Qing Ning, you're practically a local, you've rented a place here, you can't possibly force me to book a hotel, can you?"

"Well... I share an apartment with Shuangshuang, so it might not be very convenient."

"I flew over 2,000 kilometers specifically to see you!"

"Okay, I'll squeeze in with her tonight, and you can sleep in my room."

Tang Song stopped in his tracks, his eyes sincere, and said, "Actually, I don't mind squeezing in with you. Besides, 1.5 meters is a standard double bed, which can easily fit two people."

"Hmph, are you joking with me again? I'll hit you!" Liu Qingning blushed and slapped his arm lightly.

The two left the science park laughing and joking, and took a taxi directly back to their Rental House in Songping Village Phase 3.

I had only seen Tang Song in videos before, and now that I've finally come in, I'm quite curious.

The living room should be about 20 square meters, and there is also a large balcony.

The kitchen and bathroom are both very small.

Pushing open the Second Bedroom where Liu Qingning lived, a familiar fragrance wafted out, just like the scent she wore.

The small room, about 6 square meters, is neat and clean, with very few belongings.

It contains only a bed, air conditioner, small wardrobe, and simple storage rack.

Besides that, there are hooks everywhere, with all sorts of miscellaneous small items hanging on them.

On the shelf were a few simple cosmetics: lipstick, BB cream, and foundation.

Being in Liu Qingning's room, Tang Song felt even more ashamed.

This "White Moonlight" (a term of endearment for a devoted but unattainable lover) went to Shencheng to make money, truly abandoning all material desires.

"Go out for a bit, I'll tidy up the room." Liu Qingning nudged him, her gaze somewhat evasive.

Because I hadn't prepared anything, there was still my sports bra that I'd changed out of that morning on the bedside table.

It would be embarrassing if someone saw this.

Tang Song nodded, turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Standing on the balcony, I felt the damp evening breeze and looked around the neighborhood.

Mo Mo witnessing the scenes of my White Moonlight living here.

Bright lights swept across the road.

The black Mercedes-Benz -AMG GT slowly came to a stop outside the gate of the residential complex.

Liu Shuang unbuckled her seatbelt and said softly, "I'm sorry, Xiang Kai, for making you come all this way for nothing, and even taking me home."

"It's okay, let's meet up again next time. I'm super free lately, bye-bye."

"Okay, bye-bye, drive carefully."

Liu Shuang opened the car door and couldn't help but look back at Xiang Kai, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

In the dimly lit carriage, he, dressed in a bespoke business suit, looked exceptionally handsome and dashing.

"Bang!" The car door slammed shut.

With the roar of its engine, the AMG GT disappeared into the night.

Liu Shuang sighed.

He's the epitome of a rich, handsome, and successful man, an elite at the top of his social ladder. His parents have extensive connections, and he himself is so capable. What woman wouldn't be tempted by him?

Unfortunately, Qing Ning was so persistent, fixated on that Tang Song.

Thinking of Tang Song, she couldn't help but recall the boy she had seen at Shenzhen Bay No. 1 that afternoon.

A strange feeling welled up inside me.

Liu Qingning's sudden announcement that Tang Song had arrived in Shencheng really startled her.

However, after thinking about it carefully, it seems unlikely.

The two people are so different in temperament and physique.

Shaking her head, Liu Shuang strode into the residential area.

"Ding—" The elevator slowly stopped on the 5th floor, and Liu Shuang took out her keys from her bag.

Open the door.

Bright lights permeated the hallway.

"Qing Ning, are you back?" Liu Shuang called out instinctively when she saw the living room light on.

"Mmm, I'm tidying up the room!"

Liu Shuang hung her bag behind the door, turned around to speak, but her expression froze instantly.

I stared blankly at the figure that walked out from the balcony and stood under the bright light.

Compared to the fleeting glimpse I had in the afternoon, this time I saw it much more clearly.

It's him! Tang Song?

With a "buzz" in her head, Liu Shuang's breathing immediately became rapid.

"Long time no see, Liu Shuang." Tang Song Wei Xiao and waved in greeting.

The upturned lip lines make his handsome features appear even more fresh and three-dimensional.

Her tall and slender figure, perfect proportions of broad shoulders and narrow waist, coupled with her confident and carefree demeanor, make her impossible to look away from.

Liu Shuang managed to say with difficulty, "Tang... Tang Song, it's you."

Just then, the door to the Second Bedroom opened, and Liu Qingning said with a smile, "Shuangshuang, Tang Song will be staying here for two days. He'll sleep in my room, so we can squeeze in tonight. You don't mind, do you?"

"It's alright." Liu Shuang nodded, her gaze still unable to resist looking Tang Song up and down, her face slightly flushed.

Objectively speaking, Tang Song is more outstanding in appearance than Xiang Kai.

I used to hear Qing Ning say how handsome Tang Song was in high school, and I thought she was just bragging.

I never expected that losing weight would be like a complete transformation.

The three chatted in the living room for a while.

Liu Shuang went into her bedroom and began making her bed.

A sense of confusion lingered in my mind.

Building T8 Shenzhen Bay No. 1 is a pure apartment building with no office buildings or commercial spaces. What was he doing there?

"Here you go, my water bottle. I had Hunan cuisine for dinner, it was very salty and spicy, so drink more water."

"This summer blanket will do for you. I brought it from the Imperial Capital, but I haven't used it much..."

"It's quite hot at night, but it's best not to keep the air conditioner on all the time."

"Go wash up first. Here's my towel, toothpaste, and face wash. The toothbrush is new. After you're done washing up, let's put on face masks together, okay?"

In the small house, Liu Qingning was like a busy little bee, walking back and forth, occasionally giving a few instructions in her clear and lovely voice.

The familiar voice, coupled with the familiar woman, filled Tang Song with a deep sense of happiness and joy in this unfamiliar city.

Back in high school, whenever they went out to play, Liu Qingning was always very thoughtful and would take the initiative to arrange everything for him.

She is mature and rational, and extremely organized.

9:40 p. m.

Liu Qingning yawned and sat up from the sofa. "Alright, you must be exhausted from rushing here today. Get some rest. I'm going to change into my pajamas."

Just as I was about to walk towards the master bedroom, I felt my wrist being grabbed.

Seeing her questioning look, Tang Song blinked and smiled, "How about you sleep in the Second Bedroom tonight? I just arrived in Shencheng and I feel very insecure. I'll be scared to sleep alone at night."

"Hmph!" Liu Qingning smacked him on the head, her cheeks flushed, and said, "You little Song, it's been more than half a year since we last met, and you've already come up with all sorts of wicked ideas? Go to sleep and stop thinking about these messy things."

She suddenly realized that Tang Song's appearance and personality had changed considerably since their last meeting.

He would never have said such a thing before, at least not in the past.

After all, they are still just friends and haven't developed into a couple yet.

"Just tonight. It's not like we haven't slept together before."

Liu Qingning asked blankly, "When?"

"In the People's Park in Jing County."

"That's a picnic on the lawn, those are two different things!"

After Liu Qingning finished speaking, she touched her red and hot face and quickly walked into the master bedroom.

Liu Shuang, who was lying on the bed, sat up and asked curiously, "Qing Ning, Tang Song this handsome when he was thinner?"

Liu Qingning said with a grin, "Of course, he's always been handsome."

"Alright, I won't argue with you anymore. But I have to admit one thing: Tang Song, at least in terms of appearance, is impeccable and perfectly suited to you."

Liu Qingning smiled and didn't say anything, then started changing into her pajamas on her own.

Soon, her large breasts broke free from their restraints.

Liu Qingning squinted her eyes comfortably.

This thing is too big and it's a burden; my shoulders ache even when I wear it in my underwear.

Looking at her roommate's great figure, Liu Shuang sighed helplessly.

He then asked, "Hey, tell me about your high school days, I'm really curious."

Liu Qingning smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, and chatted with her enthusiastically about her high school life.

A closed-off boarding school, the morning breeze, shy teenagers, mountains of books and seas of exercises.

When talking about high school, you can never avoid that name etched in your heart.

Wasn't the Tang Song dynasties also a reflection of her youth?

I don't know how much time has passed.

"Knock knock knock—" A knocking sound suddenly rang out on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Song's clear and magnetic voice came from outside the door. "Qing Ning."

Liu Qingning quickly stepped forward, opened the door, and asked, "What's wrong, Tang Song?"

As soon as she finished asking the question, her nose twitched, and her gaze became fixed on the takeout bag in Tang Song's hand.

"This is..."

"You only had a bowl of soup tonight, you must be hungry now, right? I ordered your favorite fried chicken and Milk Tea, have some."

Tang Song wore a gentle smile, his eyes Jing Jing like a big bad wolf trying to lure a little white rabbit.

"Gurgle—" A clear sound came from my stomach.

Liu Qingning's lips twitched. Who could understand the true value of the takeout Tang Song was holding at this moment?

I was already starving and my heart was pounding. It would have been better if I hadn't seen the food. But now that it was right in front of me, I couldn't refuse it.

Just one bite! Only a small piece of fried chicken! Only a small sip of Milk Tea! I'm determined to stick to my diet!

"Um, Shuangshuang, would you like to eat something with me?"

Liu Shuang looked at the two people standing at the door and shook her head, saying, "No, I ate a lot tonight."

"Then you go to sleep first, I'll go grab a quick bite." With that, Liu Qingning closed the door behind her.

Soon, her slightly ecstatic voice echoed through the restaurant, "It smells so good!"

A few minutes later.

With immense willpower, Liu Qingning stood up. "Okay, I really can't eat anymore. You should go to sleep early too. Goodnight!"

"Qing Ning, wait a minute," Tang Song said gently. "You can't go to sleep right after eating a late-night snack. It will put a strain on your stomach and intestines, and you'll also gain weight, especially with fried foods like this."

Touching her soft belly, Liu Qingning felt a pang of regret. "It's all your fault for tempting me so late at night."

"I was just worried about you." Tang Song blinked and pointed towards the Second Bedroom, saying, "The air conditioning is on in the room, it's really cool. Come and chat with me."

"Okay, but I'll probably have to get up a little later tomorrow."

Liu Qingning had no suspicion of Tang Song and obediently followed him into the house.

Since the room was very small and there were no chairs, she sat cross-legged on the bed.

Just then, with a "click," the door was locked from the inside.

Liu Qingning's heart skipped a beat, and she shrank back slightly. "Why did you lock it?"

Tang Song didn't answer her, but sat down directly in front of her, staring at her intently.

A full oval face, big round eyes, and plump, delicate cherry lips.

She looks exactly like the woman I remember.

This is my White Moonlight, the White Moonlight with whom I promised to meet at the summit, the White Moonlight who Mo Mo gives.

I can't imagine what a huge regret it would be if I really missed her like in my dream.

It will probably be countless nights filled with tears and sleepless nights.

"Stop looking at me, I look terrible right now! My skin is covered in pimples and blackheads!" Liu Qingning's thick eyelashes trembled.

He picked up a cushion from the side and held it in front of his chest, burying his head in it.

Tang Song leaned forward, his fingers resting on her waist and back, looking directly into her bright, watery eyes.

Liu Qingning's body stiffened instantly, and she reached out her finger to press against his forehead.

She said in a cute but fierce tone, "Speak properly, and don't get physical."

"You're not ugly at all. No matter when you are, you're always like a unique ray of light to me." Tang Song took a deep breath and said softly, "A few days ago, when I went back to school, I had a long dream. I dreamed about you and me in 2016. Qing Ning, I really miss you."

Upon hearing his words, Liu Qingning's face instantly turned red and hot.

She pursed her full lips and said softly, "I miss you very much in Shencheng."

The bedroom was quiet for a while.

Tang Song lowered his head and said, "How about we sleep in the Second Bedroom tonight? I just want to be with you, I won't do anything inappropriate."

"This is not good..."

"We've finally managed to meet, and I don't want to be separated from you now."

Liu Qingning didn't say anything, but she shifted her body and moved to the inside of the bed.

She buried her head in the pillow again.