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It is a pleasure to sleep hugging each other, but this night Jing Xiaojun couldn't fall asleep. She didn't dare to sleep with her eyes open for fear of missing something.
Her eardrums were filled with the sound of her own heartbeat: dong dong dong, again and again.
"Ming Nian" she called softly.
"Well!" Si Mingnian's voice sounded above her head, "Can't you sleep?"
"I don't dare to sleep." She looked at her phone and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning, but she was not sleepy at all. "How did you get there when you were in Singapore last time?"
"Keep your mind occupied and let yourself fall asleep first. Maybe when you wake up, we will be in your world." Si Mingnian comforted you.
Jing Xiaojun is still worried in every possible way: "What if only one person passes between us?"
"No, don't worry!" Si Mingnian patted her on the back, "Go to sleep, don't worry."
"Will the mobile phone follow you?"
Si Mingnian: "Yes."
Under the comfort of his soft words, Jing Xiaojun finally relaxed his nerves and felt a little sleepy: "How about bringing a box of cash?"
Si Mingnian's smile couldn't help but overflow from the corners of his mouth, and a deep smile filled the darkness, "Then what?"
"If you can really stay, you will have the start-up capital to start a business. I have also saved some money, so I can put it together." Jing Xiaojun's mind was blurry.
Si Mingnian¡¯s voice was like a lullaby: ¡°Then tell me, how much money have you saved? Let me see if it¡¯s enough.¡±
"It's not much. After buying the house, I only have a little over 100,000 left. But can I get a mortgage for my house?" Her words moved Siming Nian.
He hugged Jing Xiaojun tightly, patted her like a child to sleep, and said softly: "Go to sleep quickly. When you wake up tomorrow morning, we may be in Shanghai."
"Then I'll take you to eat snacks cages buns" The last picture that appeared in Jing Xiaojun's mind was the snack bar in the old alleys of Shanghai in his own memories.
The room became completely quiet, and Jing Xiaojun's breathing was even and steady in the dark environment. Si Mingnian did not sleep. He remembered the strange noise he heard in Singapore and wondered if it would happen again.
Until a feeling of dizziness came over him, and his eyelids were about to close uncontrollably. He forced his eyes open and looked at the book on the bedside, grabbed it in his hand, and fell asleep.
Outside the window, there are the sounds of sanitation workers getting up early to sweep the floor, the sounds of roadside breakfast shops opening their doors for business, the sounds of cars speeding by, and the sounds of trams passing by.
Jing Xiaojun was vaguely enjoying the sound of the city waking up in the early morning. He stretched out like before and said softly: "I don't want to go to work, I don't want to go to school, I just want to be obsessed with my bed."
"Shouldn't you be obsessed with me in bed?" Si Mingnian's low and magnetic voice sounded in her ears.
She smiled with her eyes closed, turned around and shrank into his arms: "My Mr. Si! I'm sorry, the mornings here are not as quiet as in the villa area."
Si Mingnian spoke close to her ear, and his breath fell on her ear. She was so itchy that she hid in his arms, but she couldn't escape his sultry voice: "As long as I sleep with you, let me sleep on the street." Can."
After changing time and space, you can't change your spoken instinct. Jing Xiaojun stood up with a smile and looked around the room. On the wall opposite the bed is an artistic photo of myself, and the clothes in the closet are neatly hung. "Dance of Rebirth" is placed safely on the desk, nothing has changed.
They are back!
She couldn¡¯t tell whether she was surprised or happy, but when she saw another book on the bedside, "Pride and Prejudice", she suddenly remembered something. Running out barefoot, she walked directly into the study and found "Pride and Prejudice" from the bookcase. He put the two books together and looked blankly at Si Mingnian who followed him.
¡°I¡¯m wondering what the connection is?¡± Si Mingnian said.
"Shall we burn these two books?" Jing Xiaojun asked weakly. The subtext of this sentence is: we will not go back.
Si Mingnian said without hesitation: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
She picked up two books and walked to the kitchen. She hesitated when she was about to light the gas stove. Finally, she turned to Si Mingnian and said, "Does this mean that we can wear whatever we want?"
Si Ming said nothing because he was not sure. The two were silent for a while, and Si Mingnian said, "Is it possible to be similar to the law of attraction?"
"Law of Attraction?" Jing Xiaojun repeated, "I also have this set of books."
Si Mingnian narrowed his eyes slightly, "If this is really the case,?We are quite lucky. "Not only can you come, but you can come together.
"You really need to prepare a box of money next time." Jing Xiaojun has not forgotten what he said before going to bed last night.
Si Ming smiled and said, "I didn't realize that you are still a money addict."
Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t care that he called herself this: ¡°There is nothing at home. Let¡¯s go out for breakfast and then go to the hospital to see how my mother is doing.¡±
"Yeah!" Si Mingnian twisted her hair lovingly. This is her world, and she really has feelings for it.
The two of them were having breakfast in a small shop not far downstairs. Jing Xiaojun ordered two xiaolongbao and two bowls of pork rib soup, and said with a sense of guilt: "I'm sorry, it's easy. Shanghai's xiaolongbao is famous, and it has even been on a show!" If you hadn¡¯t been able to come here, you might not have been able to eat.¡±
Ah this? ! It's not like you're embarrassed, but like you're giving me a thumbs up.
Si Mingnian picked up a small steamed bun, dipped it in the oil and vinegar sauce and put it in his mouth. He had long seen that the community where her house was located was not big and it was a renovated house in an old community.
Jing Xiaojun introduced: "If this is an old house in the city, the price can be sky-high."
¡°You¡¯re pretty good, you can buy a house here just after graduation.¡± Si Mingnian picked up another xiaolongbao.
Seeing that he was destroying the buns at a good speed, Jing Xiaojun looked proud and said, "How is it? Isn't this bun good?"
"I'm telling you, you're pretty good. What does it have to do with steamed buns? How can steamed buns be as delicious as yours?" Oh my God, steamed buns can't shut your mouth, either? What Si Mingnian said was really the words of a tiger or a wolf.
Jing Xiaoju saw that he had eaten half of the meal in a short while and asked, "Do you want more?"
"Yeah! You can consider it." Si Mingnian glanced at the busy traffic on the street. Although it was an old community, the flow of people was not bad.
Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t expect that the prince of the Si family could sit at a roadside breakfast shop and eat local breakfast like ordinary people. She stopped and looked at him, who was so down-to-earth, and smiled with her lips pursed.
The lady boss brought another plate of steamed buns up and looked at her: "Little girl, I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you been? Are you busy at work? No matter how busy you are, you have to remember to have breakfast, okay? Breakfast is not good for your health."
Her Mandarin was mixed with one or two Shanghainese dialects, which sounded strange to Siming Nian, and he said amusedly: "She is staying at my house, so she doesn't have time to come over and eat Xiao Long Bao." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com