Daily Heartbeats

The bedroom was quiet, with the door tightly closed.

Seeing Tang Song sit down next to her, feeling the warmth and warmth emanating from him, Liu Qingning moved her bottom further in.

He looked up and saw Tang Song staring intently at him.

After a silence of more than ten seconds, the atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.

Seemingly to hide her shyness, Liu Qingning put on a straight face and began to talk to him about artificial intelligence and Large Model.

In the past, when she was with Tang Song, they mostly talked about computers, programming, and their future career development plans.

As a practitioner, she has witnessed the future of this industry and hopes that Tang Song can also learn from it so that he can continue to move up the ranks and not be eliminated.

Shortly after their breakup, on November 30, 2022, ChatGPT was officially launched and quickly became popular.

At the same time, Qingning Technology also released its self-developed Large Model, as well as chatbot programs, image generation programs, and more.

With the rapid rise of two unicorn companies, one domestic and one international, the AI craze has officially begun.

When she mentioned Qingning Technology, Tang Song's eyes flickered slightly.

He smiled casually and said, "The name 'Qingning Technology ' suits you perfectly, and you're in the same industry. Isn't that a coincidence? Have you ever thought about working there?"

In fact, this company was born entirely because of her.

In 2018, Liu Qingning joined the startup team, where she was engaged in the development and application of AI-related technologies.

In the 2018 timeline of "The Male God Growth Plan", he manipulated his capital and enterprises to frantically deploy AI.

I completed my puzzle before 2020.

Finally, it merged several domestic and foreign technology companies and named the company "Qingning Technology".

Upon hearing his question, Liu Qingning remained silent for a moment, then suddenly countered with, "So, do you want me to work at Qingning Technology?"

"Uh, me?" Tang Song blinked. "Qingning Technology is currently a unicorn company in the AI field, and it has a lot of capital support behind it. I think it has a much better future than Century Zhixue."

"Oh." Liu Qingning nodded and did not continue the topic.

Although she knew that the best option for her was to stay in the big city.

But she still had to consider Tang Song's feelings.

To avoid this silly boy rejecting my good intentions because of his pride and competitiveness.

She still planned to wait until she had completely left Shencheng before revealing her plans to him.

By then, the die is cast, and he'll have no choice but to accept it.

Looking at Tang Song's undulating profile and imagining his expression when he found out, Liu Qingning smiled brightly.

"I'm going to turn off the lights, 3...2...1..."

"Tap!" "Tap!"

As Tang Song turned off the ceiling light, Liu Qingning turned on the bedside nightlight.

The small bedroom was instantly enveloped in soft, warm yellow light.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air with a "whoosh".

The room was warm and comfortable.

"We still have such great chemistry." Tang Song smiled at her and sat down barefoot on the edge of the bed.

Since there were no suitable slippers, he had to make do for now and would pick up a pair of guest slippers when he went to Shenzhen Bay No. 1 tomorrow to get his clothes.

"Let me make this clear first: I only agreed to sleep here today because you came all this way, and this is a one-time offer!"

Liu Qingning leaned against the headboard, her legs curled up, hugging her pillow tightly, her big eyes blinking, looking incredibly cute.

"Okay, just this once, and don't let it happen again." Tang Song put his legs on the bed, turned to look at her, and said, "Are you afraid I'll do something bad to you?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. We've known each other for so many years, I know you pretty well, hmph."

This was the first time she and Tang Song had slept in the same bed after knowing each other for so many years.

Even when he first came to the Imperial Capital, I helped him rent a house, clean it, and tidy up his room, but he never stayed at my place.

After all, they are just friends, not lovers.

I was in a tiny 6-square-meter room, looking at him so close, breathing in his scent.

Liu Qingning's heart was pounding, but she still appeared calm on the surface.

"Mmm, that's more like it." Tang Song smiled and looked at the cute girl, reaching out to touch and pinch her bun.

Not to be outdone, Liu Qingning grabbed his hair.

Tang Song continued to knead, and she continued to grab.

The slightly dim environment, combined with her loose pajamas, clearly boosted Liu Qingning's confidence.

At least she doesn't have to worry about Tang Song seeing her terrible skin condition and her thicker waist.

Gradually, the bun was flattened, and Tang Song's neatly styled bangs were ruffled into a mess.

Their eyes met, and they both burst into laughter.

After the joke, the awkwardness and shyness of being in the same room gradually disappeared.

"Let me show you some photos I took at No. 1 High School a few days ago. Seven years have passed, and there have been so many changes." Tang Song took out his Mobile Phone from his pocket, opened the album, and found the previous photos.

Liu Qingning's eyes lit up, and she turned slightly to the side.

"The trees in Teaching Building have grown a whole size taller."

"The cafeteria has been renovated, and there are now several snack stalls inside."

"It seems like nothing has changed here. We used to play badminton together here all the time."

The two sat leaning against the headboard, Liu Qingning had somehow pressed her head against his arm.

Tang Song held his Mobile Phone in his left hand, while Liu Qingning flipped through photos with her right.

The two chatted quietly.

Tang Song kept glancing at her as he spoke.

A smooth forehead, fluttering eyelashes, a beautifully curved nose, pink and delicate lips, and full breasts...

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled outside the window, and flashes of lightning shone on the beige curtains.

Liu Qingning subconsciously shrank her neck.

Tang Song's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. Without making a sound, he reached out his right hand and gently put it around her shoulder, his large hand lightly holding her shoulder.

"Pitter-patter—" The rain pattered against the glass window.

The thunderstorms in Shencheng in August were just like the rapid and intense heartbeats of the two people at that moment.

Liu Qingning's rounded shoulders trembled slightly. She raised her head, pouted at him, and said, "I told you not to move around."

Tang Song Wei Xiao and said, "I'm a little scared when it thunders and rains. I feel safer holding you."

"You lie so easily!" Liu Qingning reached out and pinched his thigh, not too hard, not too soft.

That's what she said, but she didn't break free. Instead, she rested her left ear against his chest.

I could faintly hear his heartbeat, very fast, faster than the rain outside the window.

Liu Qingning smiled, feeling a strange sense of security.

The rain outside the window is getting heavier.

At this moment, on this ordinary rainy Saturday night, I am in the same room with my White Moonlight, gently holding her and talking about our shared memories.

Tang Song's hearts grew softer and their gaze more and more hazy.

"Ha--"

Liu Qingning yawned, looked up at him, and whispered, "It's almost 11 o'clock, let's go to sleep?"

"Okay, go to sleep." Tang Song nodded and gently released her shoulders.

Although I'm reluctant to leave this atmosphere, sleeping is the priority.

Liu Qingning rearranged their pillows, creating some distance between them, and lay down on her side.

She pulled the summer quilt up a little to cover her chest.

Because I wasn't wearing a bra, being so close to Tang Song made me feel very awkward.

Tang Song looked at White Moonlight, who was lying obediently, Wei Xiao, saying, "It's too uncomfortable to sleep in these clothes, and there aren't any pajamas for me here. Would you mind if I took them off?"

As he spoke, he unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt.

"I mind!" Liu Qingning pouted and said, "Little Song, I'm warning you, don't try anything funny."

It was already embarrassing and awkward enough.

If they take off their clothes too, what would happen?!

Seemingly recalling something unpleasant, Liu Qingning bit her lip and pinched his waist. "How did you become so naughty?"

"Didn't you want to see the results of my workout?" Tang Song winked at her, "Eight-pack abs, you know."

"Ah!" Liu Qingning exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, do you want to see?"

"Well... okay, let's make it clear first, don't take your pants off." Liu Qingning's face turned slightly red.

There was no way around it; she was just too curious.

Besides, I've known Tang Song for so long, and I even saw him shirtless back in high school, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with that.

"Don't worry," Tang Song replied, jumping off the bed.

Soon, the buttons were undone, and Tang Song casually tossed the shirt aside.

He stood Jingjing in front of Liu Qingning, his gaze confident and bright.

Liu Qingning, who was lying on her side, suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at him blankly.

The warm glow of the nightlight in the corner cast a soft, yellowish light, gently illuminating his tall and imposing figure.

It gave the bulging muscle lines a golden sheen.

It has a narrow yet strong waist, which, together with broad shoulders, forms a perfect inverted triangle proportion.

His chest had a firm and well-defined outline, rising and falling slightly with his breath, like a meticulously sculpted marble statue, with every rise and fall perfectly timed.

The eight abdominal muscles are neatly arranged, with clear edges and slight bulges, like the ravines of mountains. In the changing light and shadow, the alternation of light and dark outlines a picture full of power and beauty.

He is paired with a relaxed, casual hairstyle and a handsome, upright appearance.

It's filled with a captivating aura of hormones.

He actually has... eight-pack abs!? And he's almost got V-lines!

Anyone with a little fitness knowledge knows just how difficult it is to achieve this kind of physique.

She couldn't even imagine how much effort Tang Song had put in if it were all on his own.

Liu Qingning couldn't help but swallow, her cherry-like lips slightly parted.

This is a purely physiological reaction.

It's like a man seeing a stunningly beautiful woman undressing in front of him.

Coupled with their years-long relationship, she simply couldn't resist his charm.

Liu Qingning's gaze was unfocused, and it wasn't until this moment that she came to her senses.

This friend I've liked for so many years has unknowingly become a Male God.

Whether it's her looks, figure, or temperament, she can be considered an outstanding person among those she has ever met.

A feeling of genuine joy welled up inside me.

"How about that? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Tang Song's body tensed slightly, making his muscles even more defined.

Like a child showing off a toy, laughing as he displays it in front of his White Moonlight.

It adds a touch of liveliness and playfulness to this static beauty.

"The air conditioning is still on, don't catch a cold." Liu Qingning tugged at the summer blanket, her face gradually warming up.

"It's okay, I'm in great shape."

Tang Song returned to the bed and lay down on his side next to her.

Liu Qingning's gaze involuntarily drifted to his well-defined abs.

After hesitating for a moment, I extended an index finger and gently pressed on his lower abdomen.

The touch, still warm from their bodies, sent a jolt through them, as if an electric current had swept over them.

Liu Qingning gasped softly, her earlobes turning a faint pink.

Then, unable to resist, he reached out his entire right hand and gently stroked his clearly defined eight-pack abs, feeling particularly amused and satisfied.

After a while, Liu Qingning looked up, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and said, "Wow, it's so hard! Tang Song, you're really amazing!"

Tang Song had heard similar words from his older sister and the beautician, but hearing White Moonlight say them in person made him feel his blood boil and his heart race.

He couldn't help but hold his breath and move closer to her.

"How do you like it?"

Liu Qingning quickly withdrew her hand and shrank back, "Tang Song, don't get so close to me, it's so hot."

"Then I'll turn the air conditioner temperature down."

"No need, you should cover yourself with the blanket."

Tang Song did not answer him, but simply admired her lovely and pretty face without restraint.

Under the dim nightlight, it possesses a warm and tranquil beauty.

He hadn't looked at her properly in so long, and he felt like he could never get enough of her.

Their breaths mingled together.

The fresh scent of her shower gel and facial cleanser was particularly noticeable, constantly stirring his heartstrings.

Their eyes met.

The distance between the two was less than 10 centimeters.

Her large eyes were like a clear lake, rippling with invisible waves.

In the warm yellow glow, time seemed to slow down.

A long time passed.

"Turn off the lights." Liu Qingning lowered her head slightly and buried her mouth in the summer blanket. "Go to sleep."

Tang Song ignored her words and placed his long, slender fingers on her face, gently stroking it.

He traced his fingers inch by inch across her forehead, eyebrows, nose, and lips.

This was the first time I had ever seen her features reflected in my heart in this way.

Liu Qingning opened her mouth and bit his finger.

He said fiercely, "If you keep doing that, I'm going to get angry!"

"It's been so long since I've seen you angry. I want to see it." Tang Song gently placed his hand on her body.

Liu Qingning tensed up suddenly, pushed his chest, and slapped it a few times. "Why are you so mean now!"

Tang Song said gently, "Don't worry, Qing Ning, I won't move around."

"Turn off the lights."

"Actually, the brightness of the nightlight is just right, let's sleep like this."

"3...2...1..."

"Click!" The room fell into darkness.

Liu Qingning smugly hummed twice, no longer caring about Tang Song's hand on her shoulder, and draped another summer blanket over him.

After their eyes adjusted to the light, the two were gradually able to see each other again.

Liu Qingning tapped him on the forehead and said in a clear voice, "Go to sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Tang Song's hand slipped under her pillow, and with a slight pull, he hugged Liu Qingning's fragrant body into his arms.

"Ugh—" Liu Qingning groaned softly, breathing in his scent, feeling a little dizzy.

Her full, large E-cup breasts pressed against her chest, Tang Song buried his head in her hair.

I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

After knowing each other for over 20 years, I can finally sleep with my beloved White Moonlight in my arms.

Realizing what had happened, Liu Qingning raised her burning face and looked at him in the darkness.

Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Didn't we agree on this beforehand? You're bullying me."

Tang Song said softly, "Don't we hug often? How can this be considered bullying?"

"This is different, and you're not wearing any clothes."

"Just wear it, it'll be fine."

"What? This isn't about whether there's a problem or not!"

The two whispered a few words to each other.

Looking at the face so close to his, Tang Song lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Go to sleep, Qing Ning, it's very late."

"Boom!" Thunder rumbled outside the window again.

Liu Qingning's eyes trembled, but she didn't say anything more.

Tang Song adjusted his posture and hugged her tightly.

He knew his "White Moonlight" too well. Now that they were in the same bed, as long as he didn't cross her bottom line, she could accept things going a little too far.

Time passed little by little.

Tang Song's breathing gradually became even, his breath landing on her hair.

Listening to my own heartbeat, I quietly felt his embrace.

Liu Qingning slowly closed her eyes.

Although I really like him, to this day, the two of us have always remained good friends.

That impulsive kiss in the karaoke bar was just because I felt so sorry for him.

Every intimate contact she experiences now feels both incredibly nerve-wracking and novel.

After a while, her body gradually relaxed and she fell into a deep sleep.

Sunday, August 13, 2023.

early morning.

In a hazy state, Liu Qingning twisted her body and felt something poking her thigh. She subconsciously pushed it away with her hand.

Then, a low groan came from beside her ear, "Hiss~, Qing Ning, don't move!"

Liu Qingning barely opened her eyes and murmured, "What's so hard?"

"Abs."

"Oh, I'm sleepy."

"Then keep sleeping."

Then, my back was gently stroked, which felt very comfortable.

Liu Qingning closed her eyes again, a serene smile on her face.

She was really tired.

I usually sleep until 7 a. m., but it's not even 6 a. m. yet, and my biological clock hasn't woken me up.

Feeling his beloved White Moonlight fall asleep again in his arms, Tang Song turned over, sat up in bed, and looked somewhat embarrassed.

With the support of numerous system buffs, he is now full of energy every morning.

After what Liu Qingning did, I really couldn't take it anymore.

After calming his restless heart, Tang Song got out of bed, put on a shirt, and tiptoed outside.

His luggage is all at Shenzhen Bay No. 1, and he has to go back there no matter what.

I left a message for Liu Qingning on WeChat, Tang Song took a taxi directly to T8, Shenzhen Bay No. 1.

We went upstairs.

I took off my clothes and stepped into the master bathroom.

The floor-to-ceiling windows face the magnificent and vast Shen City Bay, and the sea view on a cloudy morning is full of unique charm.

While enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the window, Tang Song took a thorough bath.

He dried himself off with Secretary Jin's towel, opened his suitcase, took out a set of clothes, and changed into them.

LV's classic white T-shirt, DIOR retro jeans, and casual shoes.

I looked in the mirror and realized I looked stylish, casual, trendy, and handsome.

I checked Secretary Jin's stockings.

Putting on his watch and glasses, Tang Song carried his suitcase downstairs.

More than 20 minutes later.

Use Liu Qingning's key to open the door.

I spotted Liu Qingning typing on her laptop right away.

Because the indoor space is too small, she and Liu Shuang mainly spend their daily activities in the living room.

Upon hearing the door open, Liu Qingning immediately put down her mouse and keyboard, turned her chair around, and looked over.

"Tang Song, you're back."

"Good morning, Qing Ning." Tang Song placed his suitcase against the wall and looked at her with a smile.

Today, White Moonlight nickname for a celebrity) is wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt, which perfectly exposes her talent.

The morning light filtered through the balcony, making her look exceptionally bright and lovely.

On a whim, Tang Song pulled out his Mobile Phone from his pocket, opened the camera, and pointed it at her.

"Snap—" "Snap—"

"Hey! Don't take pictures! I'm not even wearing makeup right now!" Liu Qingning quickly stood up and covered her face with her hands.

"I used a beauty filter, and I look very pretty."

"That won't work either. Delete it. You can film it again after I lose weight!"

"I think you have a great figure right now, and it's very comfortable to hug you."

"Hey, are you trying to kill me?!" Liu Qingning put on her slippers and rushed over with a flushed face.

The two played around in the living room for a while, and only after seeing that Tang Song's photos were indeed not bad did Liu Qingning let him go.

"It's already 7:30, shouldn't we go eat and then take me to explore Shencheng?"

"Come on, I'll take you to eat Rice Noodle Roll." Liu Qingning patted his back and smiled as she changed into her sneakers.

As I went downstairs, the morning breeze, carrying the damp scent of the rain, rushed towards me.

Standing in Shencheng, a major coastal city in southern China, she looked at Tang Song holding her hand.

Liu Qingning felt a surge of joy and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you, you idiot!" Liu Qingning slapped him and quickly walked a few steps to stand in front of him.

While backing away, he loosely cupped his hand as if making a microphone and brought it to his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious singing voice rang out.

"BGM: The sky really wants to rain, I really want to live next door to you, standing foolishly downstairs, looking up and counting the dark clouds..."

As she sang this part, she raised her head with a smile and pointed to the dark clouds.

Her high ponytail bounced up and down.

Looking at the cheerful and lively Liu Qingning, Tang Song's heart trembled slightly.

The woman before me seemed to merge with the figure from high school.

I vaguely remember it was during a long break between classes in high school.

The song "Why Not" was playing from the classroom loudspeaker as they stood in the hallway.

Liu Qingning faced him, softly singing along to the music, her smile as beautiful as a flower.

He sang a short verse.

Liu Qingning tiptoed slightly, pinched his high nose bridge, and said with a grin, "How is it? It sounds good, doesn't it? You never know how to praise me."

"It sounds nice."

Liu Qingning pouted, "That's not sincere. Your compliment was too perfunctory."

Tang Song suddenly stopped and reached out to put his arm around her waist.

Liu Qingning didn't even have time to speak.

Tang Song leaned in and kissed her bright, sparkling eyes.

The warm touch sent a blush spreading across Liu Qingning's face, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

After a long while, he finally shouted, "Ah, what... what are you doing!"

"Didn't you say my compliments weren't sincere? This shouldn't be considered perfunctory, right?"

"I'm angry! I'm not taking you to eat Rice Noodle Roll!"

Liu Qingning pinched his arm, turned around, and strode towards the entrance of the residential area.

Tang Song smiled, jogged after her, and took her hand again.

Liu Qingning tried to break free a few times, glared at him, and continued walking forward with her head down.

"Thump thump—"

The sound of their heartbeats echoed in their ears.