Chapter 132 "We Are All Forgotten" (1)

Su Zhinian was lying in front of the computer desk, holding a pen with a serious face, writing something with full attention.

Song Qingchun thought that Su Zhinian was at work, so he didn't disturb him. He stood at the door for a while, then quietly opened the door, took a cup of coffee, and walked in.

The floor of the study was covered with a thick carpet, and she stepped on it without making any sound.

As he got closer, Song Qingchun saw that Su Zhinian was writing something down in a notebook. He wrote smoothly without any pauses, and wrote almost in one go.

Song Qingchun stared at the pen in Su Zhinian's hand for a while, then moved his gaze to his face.

He stared intently at the tip of the pen with a calm expression on his face.

From her perspective, his eyelids were drooping, and his eyelashes were a little distorted.

Song Qingchun curled his lips in disdain, but secretly marveled in his heart, a man with such long eyelashes is really perverted!

I don't know what he thought of when he was writing, but the corners of his lips suddenly turned up slightly.

Song Qingchun suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Su Zhinian like this, he was in a daze, and couldn't look away no matter what.

This was the first time she had seen Su Zhinian smile in the years she had known him.

In her perception, the person with the prettiest smile in this world is definitely Brother Yinan. Every time she saw his smile, she felt as if she saw the sunshine.

But she didn't expect that Su Zhinian just raised the corners of her lips, and she actually saw warmth from the ice man who was always cold. Although he was not as bright as Brother Yinan, it was like the sunshine in early winter, warm and warm , very comfortable.

Su Zhinian finished writing, leaned against the back of the office chair habitually, and then saw Song Qingchun standing in front of his desk, not far away.

His expression was startled, and he blurted out: "When did you come in?"

Song Qingchun hastily withdrew his gaze from Su Zhinian, and explained softly, "I made coffee."

Only then did Su Zhinian see the porcelain cup in her hand.

"I knocked on the door, but no one answered, so I walked in by myself." Seeing that there was no unpleasant reaction on Su Zhinian's face, Song Qingchun walked to the desk and put the coffee in front of him.

"En." Su Zhinian responded, seeing that the notebook on the table was still open, he immediately stretched out his hand and quickly closed it.

His action caused Song Qingchun to look over. She just glanced at the cover and recognized that it was the diary she found in Su Zhinian's bedroom, so he was bent over the table just now with all his attention. Are you writing a diary? As expected of Su Diary...

Seeing Song Qingchun staring at his diary, Su Zhinian coughed unnaturally, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Song Qingchun shook his head hastily: "It's okay."

Su Zhinian thought that Song Qingchun would shake his head and say he was fine, so he would leave the study tactfully, so he nodded his head and said nothing, then reached out, took a document, put it on the diary, and opened it to read stand up.

Su Zhinian watched for about two minutes, and saw that Song Qingchun was still standing in front of his desk in a daze, showing no sign of leaving, so he frowned and asked again: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Song Qingchun continued to shake his head with an innocent look on his face.