Sweet Beloved Reborn

Gosh. Xu Ningzhou rubbed his painful temples, feeling that there was something to be ignored.

So in these months, his so-called boyfriend and girlfriend, love, were his own thought? Was it … an unrequited love?

It seemed that her knees were pricked with countless arrows. Song Qinghuan was a little bit helpless, ‘silly boy! Xu Ningzhou was electrically shocked to be silly at the beginning!’

Song Qinghuan suddenly understood what Xu Ningzhou meant by explaining a lot to her after she left “Mantangchun”. She thought at that time they two were not on the same channel, now it seemed…

They were really not on the same channel.

Xu Ningzhou soon recovered from his broken heart. He held Song Qinghuan’s hands, and said sincerely, “In fact, you can go to know me deeply.” Finally, he added, “It’s not too late to fall in love.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Song Qinghuan wanted to deliberately make him mad, “Excuse me, I like a small suckling dog, thank you.”

“Well?” The door was locked, and there were no outsiders here. Xu Ningzhou made a hard decision. He went close to Song Qinghuan and buried his head in her oxter to rub it shamelessly, which was simply an actual action to show what a small suckling dog was. “I think I can be one.”

??? ‘Shame on you!’

Song Qinghuan clapped on his back and she had got goose flesh because of his shameless action, “A shame!”

“Honey, kiss me.”

Xu Ningzhou raised his face and kissed Song Qinghuan on the cheek. He said in a low voice, “I can be more shameless,” looking at the eyes of Song Qinghuan, he blinked with a bright smile like spring breeze, “if you need.”

“Get out!” Song Qinghuan was teased to blow up by Xu Ningzhou.

Stopping at the right time, Xu Ningzhou got up and went to the lounge, “You has completely recovered, we will be discharged later today, go home tonight.”

Home? What a strange word.

Dumbfounded, Song Qinghuan looked at Xu Ningzhou’s back. The word was too strange for her. She did not have a home in last life or this life.

But at that moment, the tears fell down from Song Qinghuan’s eyes, but the smile on her face was more and more brilliant and moving.

No hatred and no torture by the memory of her last life, Song Qinghuan felt completely alive that moment.

Next, everything of Song’s family had nothing to do with herself. She was able to live for herself finally, do what she wanted to do, and she didn’t have to live as a puppet doll.

Xu Ningzhou pushed to open the door of the lounge. Standing in front of the dress mirror, he found his stubble were gone, the bloodshot eyes returned to normal, as if the decadent side of Xu Ningzhou was the illusion of Song Qinghuan.

Putting on his couture clothes, trousers, shoes, and his watch, the man in the mirror resumed his elegance and nobleness as always.

It took him a short time to change a suit of clothes, however Xu Ningzhou felt that Song Qinghuan seemed to have changed after he came back. She was obviously the same person, but her temperament had undergone a complete change. He was attracted by her with just an eye contact.

Xu Ningzhou looked at Song Qinghuan gently. His eyes were full of tenderness. With his corners of the mouth curved up, he smiled brightly as if the water under the sun rippled in somewhere invisible. His voice was loud and clear in the ward.

“Song Qinghuan, I will formally pursue you from now on.”

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On the way back were there only Song Qinghuan and Xu Ningzhou. After boarding the plane, they sat down on their business-class seats. Song Qinghuan turned her head to look out of the window, as if she was reviewing the past in the city of Lin’an.

She thought, ‘There is no need for her to come back to the city after she leave there this time.’

A big palm interrupted the line of sight of Song Qinghuan. She subconsciously blinked. Her thick long eyelashes went across the centre of the palm of Xu Ningzhou. Xu Ningzhou sitting beside her leaned forward and said discontentedly, “Is the outside more good-looking than me?”

Song Qinghuan smiled at him with her back against the chair. Xu Ningzhou let go with his palm. She gave a sidelong glance at the man sitting behind her. Xu Ningzhou turned his head, and said figuratively, “Good-looking?”

“Yes.” Song Qinghuan nodded, “Like a peacock spreading its tail.”

“…” Xu Ningzhou found that the little naughty girl did not have a good chat with him since he told Song Qinghuan in the ward he would formally pursue her, who was clearly deliberately wanted to make him mad.

What could he do? Of course he had to dote on his baby.

As it was a night flight, the plane was not big, but the business-class section was more comfortable and spacious than the economy-class section in the back.

Soon the seats in the business-class section were full of passengers. Xu Ningzhou and Song Qinghuan spoke in a low voice, which did not disturb the other passengers.

But then, from the seat next to them did a man’s discontented voice come, “Don’t book a ticket next time if a flight with luxurious first-class section was not available. After days of promotion campaign, I have to take such a small plane. What’s wrong with you?”

“Well, it’s my fault.”

It was also a male voice, more subdued than the previous one, “Have a nap, please.” He took a folded woolen blanket out of his backpack.

Song Qinghuan diverted her sight from Xu Ningzhou to the two people next to them.

The man with the meek voice, about 1. 78 meters tall, had a white face. Song Qinghuan could see, but not clearly, his sexy lips under the bridge of his straight nose, as his eyes were slightly covered by the finely-divided black hair in front of his forehead. He gently covered the man inside with a blanket, took out a blindfold and handed it to him.

“Clap”. He was hit by the man sitting next to him as he handed the blindfold, which fell on the blanket.

“Qiu Meng! Is your brain burnt by the fever? My eye makeup would be destroyed if I put on the blindfold. I would be disgraced if seen by the media and the fans as I arrived at the capital airport.”

Then, the man deliberately craned to see around, and deliberately pulled his mask up so as not to be recognized by a little fan.

The man called Qiu Meng had a little bit trouble in breathing, who really had a fever. He was weak and dazed. But even so he still patiently took care of the man. Without any complaints, he quietly comforted the arrogant man, telling him to speak quietly and not to disturb others.

With only a corridor between them, it was not difficult for Xu Ningzhou to hear it clearly, but he did not have the least bit interest to see what happened there. He had to turn his head to see as he noticed that Song Qinghuan focused her sight on the two people.

To be precise, Song Qinghuan’s sight was on the handsome young man, Qiu Meng!

With a manly name, his appearance was delicate. She should have not know Qiu Meng until two years later according to the timeline of her last life.

In this life, she was not expected to see him on such an occasion. If she was right, Qiu Meng just graduated from the college and worked as a broker in a third-rate brokerage firm.