Chapter 461: The autumn night is drunk

The yellowing ginkgo leaves drifted and swayed, finally falling at Tang Song's feet.

The voice of the white moonlight still echoed in his ears, real and carrying warmth.

It also finally made him confirm that this was not his illusion.

"Boom boom boom—" the heartbeat echoed violently in his chest, like a drum beating against Tang Song's eardrums.

For his youth, Liu Liu Qingning was the most direct symbol and representative.

They lay on the playground basking in the sun, talking about a beautiful future.

They hid under the eaves, looking at the rain in the sky, talking about interesting things around them; they sat in the classroom, arms touching, exchanging problem-solving ideas.

She was the brightest color in that period of time, the softest part of his heart, and also the white moonlight he chased countless times in his dreams but could never reach.

She at this moment was like walking out from the depths of his memory.

Clean, fair cheeks, gentle and elegant ponytail, clear-as-water eyes—everything overlapped with that young girl in his memory, as if time had never left a mark on her.

Seeing Tang Song still not speaking, just looking at her.

Liu Liu Qingning shyly raised her hand to tuck the loose hair behind her ears, her wrist bone emitting a white porcelain-like luster in the night.

Then she stretched out her right foot, taking a big step toward his direction.

"Da, da—" the distance between the two was less than half a meter.

The street lamp with warmth overhead shrouded their figures.

Liu Liu Qingning raised her head, looking at him.

Suddenly she laughed, her eyelashes fluttering, casting dense shadows on her cheeks.

Like two small brushes, brushing over Tang Song's palpitating heart again and again.

The evening breeze blew gently from behind her, carrying her body scent into his nasal cavity.

Tang Song lowered his head, examining her goose-egg face with a slight baby fat, his eye sockets gradually becoming a bit moist.

He opened his mouth, but found his throat was too dry to speak.

Liu Liu Qingning pinched his high nose bridge with her finger, her tone carrying a few points of playfulness: "Tang, if you don't speak again, I'm going to disappear."

Before the words fell, his body was suddenly hugged tightly.

Hot breath sprayed on her ear, making her heartbeat accelerate by a few points instantly.

Liu Liu Qingning's body stiffened for a moment, then gradually relaxed, reaching out to wrap around his strong waist and back, gently closing her eyes.

Feeling the temperature on the white moonlight, breathing the familiar scent on her, Tang Song's heart gradually calmed down.

"Why did you suddenly run over? You just finished the press conference today, you should have a good rest."

"Yeah." Liu Liu Qingning's voice was light, as if afraid of breaking this hard-won tranquility, "So I came to Yancheng, resting and vacationing here, not welcome?"

"Of course welcome, I've always wanted to take you to see my home in Yancheng." Tang Song's words had just left his mouth when his shoulder was suddenly bitten.

Liu Liu Qingning let go of her mouth, her voice carrying emotion: "I don't want to see it."

One important reason she had always been afraid to come over was that she was afraid of seeing the bits and pieces of Wen Wen Ruan and Tang Song's life.

The scenes of their daily trivialities—clothes, shoes, skincare products—would remind her that he was no longer the Tang Song who belonged only to her.

She rushed over this time also because she knew Wen Wen Ruan would be in Shenzhen for two or three days.

Which meant she could spend time alone with Tang Song during this period, and chat by the way.

Listening to Liu Liu Qingning's words, the guilt buried in the depths of Tang Song's heart surged up again, "I'm sorry."

"If saying sorry was useful, what would we need the police for? You scumbag!" Liu Liu Qingning opened her cherry mouth,

and bit down heavily on his neck.

"Hiss—" Tang Song let out a low cry, his arms holding her tightening slightly.

The reason he was so entangled when facing the white moonlight was because of guilt.

Liu Liu Qingning had paid a lot for him and had been planning to buy a house in Yancheng.

For Tang Song, who had liked her for so many years, this impact was indescribable.

If he had known about these things before April, there probably wouldn't have been those people—the beautician, the big sister, the fake socialite—later on.

"Alright." Liu Liu Qingning pushed his chest, "Let go of me, people are coming and going here."

Tang Song loosened his arms, stood up straight, looking at her fresh and cute face, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her apple cheek.

Soft and delicate, bouncy, and carrying the scent of skincare products.

Liu Liu Qingning's watery big eyes widened a bit; under the dim street lamp, a blush appeared on her face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The stratum corneum on her face was relatively thin, and when the weather was cold or she was shy, her cheeks would appear rosy, especially cute.

"Who told you to kiss me."

She pretended to be angry and poked his chest with her finger.

Tang Song lifted the corners of his mouth, lowering his head again.

"Pop~~" the sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Liu Liu Qingning's face became even redder, like a ripe apple.

She gently hammered his chest, her voice carrying coquettishness: "Hey, don't go too far! If you do this again, I'm really going to be angry!"

Tang Song lowered his head again, "Pop~~ pop~~"

Liu Liu Qingning swayed left and right, but because she was petite, she couldn't escape his attack range no matter what.

Out of embarrassment and anger, she simply used her ultimate move, reaching out to tickle Tang Song.

"Hmph! Let's see how I deal with you!" Liu Liu Qingning threatened while accurately finding the most ticklish spot on his waist, scratching hard.

"Ouch, stop! I surrender! I was wrong, okay?"

"I order you, don't move!"

"Spare me! Stop tickling, so itchy! So itchy! Wrong, wrong!"

Tang Song dodged in a panic, protecting his vital parts with both hands, laughing until he couldn't catch his breath.

Liu Liu Qingning, however, was relentless, pressing forward step by step: "No! You bullied me so much just now, and now you want to let it go like this? No way!"

Tang Song had been afraid of being tickled since he was a child; his ribs, armpits, and neck were all vital parts.

The feelings between them had always been good, and they didn't lack friction and quarrels.

For example, Tang Song playing games or chatting with other girls, or skipping class to go to internet cafes outside the school.

Sometimes when Liu Liu Qingning was angered, she would act like an angry little cat, coming up to tickle him in various ways.

This could also be considered a "little game" between the two.

It was precisely this colorful youth full of fluctuations that he remembered firmly, and even today, it remained unforgettable.

Liu Liu Qingning was probably the same.

Tang Song dodged in a panic, and the two chased and played under the street lamp.

Ginkgo leaves danced with their footsteps, occasionally a few falling on their shoulders or hair.

Many passing students turned their gazes toward the two chasing under the street lamp, their expressions different.

Some girls looked at the "bullied" big handsome guy, unable to help but feel a strong desire to protect him.

The boys looked at Tang Song with envy, as well as the cute, baby-faced girl beside him.

After a while.

When Liu Liu Qingning was panting, the two finally stopped slowly.

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"Alright alright, if you tickle me again, I'm really going to 'hang'!"

Liu Liu Qingning raised her head and glared at him, threatening: "But if you dare to kiss me randomly next time, be careful I tie you up and tickle you!"

The two bickered for a few more sentences.

Tang Song put Liu Liu Qingning's suitcase into the trunk of the Bentley Continental, then pulled her to stroll along the street, starting to look for ginkgo leaves.

Although the atmosphere returned to calm, a kind of indescribable tacit understanding grew between them.

Occasional eye contact could make them feel each other's tenderness.

This was a wonderful feeling, making Tang Song feel comfortable.

"How about this one?"

"No, the color isn't bright enough."

"How about this one?"

"The stem is broken."

The night was getting deeper, and the street lights were getting dimmer.

Liu Liu Qingning suddenly stopped her footsteps, pointing upward, her eyes bright: "That one looks great, but it's too high, can you reach it?"

Tang Song looked in the direction of her finger.

The shape was beautiful, the veins clearly visible, nearly perfect.

"Wait for me, I'll get it for you right away!" Tang Song confidently made an OK gesture, stepped back a few steps, and stood firmly.

Taking a deep breath, locking onto the target, then suddenly a sprint, and at the moment of approaching the tree trunk,

he seized the opportunity to jump up.

Stretching his arm, he accurately grabbed the stem of that ginkgo leaf.

The movement was clean and neat, landing without making any sound, showing excellent jumping ability.

After all, he was a cheater, having experienced the improvement of so many system props, and now even dunking was no problem.

Looking at the trophy in his hand, Tang Song showed a proud smile, turning to hand it to Liu Liu Qingning, "How about it?"

Liu Liu Qingning gently took the ginkgo leaf, her eyes instantly curving into two crescent moons, raising her head to look at him, "Little Song, you are so amazing!"

After speaking, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, her red, full cherry lips kissing his chin.

Light, itchy, tingling, numb.

Like an electric current instantly spreading through his whole body, making Tang Song's heartbeat skip a beat.

The white moonlight's praise, as well as the active kiss, had a unique sense of acquisition for him.

It was probably the satisfaction of the longing from his youth.

He was currently making up for his regrets.

"Let's go! Idiot Little Song, let's go see your alma mater." Liu Liu Qingning snapped her fingers, walking forward with her hands behind her back.

Her pace was light and playful, and the whole night became vivid because of her.

The light stretched her shadow long, weaving with the tall ginkgo trees by the road into a moving picture.

Tang Song smiled, running after her, suddenly hugging her from behind.

"Ah—, what are you doing?!"

Amidst Liu Liu Qingning's exclamation, he kissed her lips.

Time seemed to stand still, all sounds around were isolated, leaving only the sound of each other's heartbeats echoing in the night.

Liu Liu Qingning's body stiffened for a moment, then gradually relaxed, closing her eyes.

Tasting the white moonlight's shy and gentle lips, breathing the familiar scent of her, Tang Song's heart was unprecedentedly stable.

Beicheng Garden Residential Area.

"This melon is really sweet! Yan-yan, you eat too, what are you dazed for."

"Oh." Shen Shen Yu Yan's gaze refocused, picking up a slice of watermelon distractedly, starting to chew.

The bright red, cool juice flowed in her mouth, but she seemed unable to taste it.

Looking at her best friend who was watching the variety show with relish, Shen Shen Yu Yan asked: "Tang Song has been gone for an hour, why isn't he back yet?"

Xu Qing shook her head: "I don't know, you saw it too, he didn't reply to the messages I sent him, maybe he's busy. You also know, with his net worth, he has a lot of things to do."

Shen Shen Yu Yan pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "Could it be that he went to find other women."

When Tang Song was on the phone earlier, although she didn't hear it, she had been observing secretly.

From his tone and expression, she could tell a lot of things.

She also guessed that the other party was a girl, and a girl Tang Song liked very much.

It was just that she was afraid her best friend would feel bad, so she didn't say it clearly.

"Ah—" Xu Qing froze, a fierce expression appearing on her face: "It was agreed, if he dares to stand me up, I—I'll punish you!"

Wanting to say some harsh words, unfortunately, she couldn't think of any words with power.

Shen Shen Yu Yan reminded in a small voice: "Why don't you give him a call?"

For tonight, she had prepared for a long time, thinking about chatting with him, and pulling in some distance by the way.

"This—isn't that very good, right?" Xu Qing instantly chickened out, "What if he gets angry?"

Shen Shen Yu Yan's eye twitched; she shouldn't have had any expectations for this cowardly best friend.

Only bragging with her mouth, but dropping the chain when it came to real business.

Helplessly, she said: "With you like this, just be a little maid obediently."

Seeing her best friend's disdainful gaze, Xu Qing couldn't help but blush.

Regarding the relationship between the two, about her and Tang Song's first time, Xu Qing had told Shen Shen Yu Yan everything long ago.

Even the positions and feelings were described clearly.

Plus her identity as a novelist, the description was especially delicate.

Immediately, Xu Qing's jet-black big eyes rolled around, joking: "It's okay for me to call him, but if I really get spanked, let Tang Song spank you! Anyway, you have more meat on your butt than I do!"

As she spoke, she went up and patted Shen Shen Yu Yan's perky butt.

To be recognized as a big school beauty, her figure was impeccable, truly perky.

Shen Shen Yu Yan bit her red lips and suddenly nodded: "Alright, that's okay too."

"(ooo)" Xu Qing blinked her big eyes, surprised: "You're being so kind? Could it be that you have some conditions?"

Shen Shen Yu Yan smiled: "We are best friends of more than ten years, seeing you suffer, I will also feel heartache, wanting to help you share it."

Xu Qing showed a suspicious expression, just wanting to say something,

"Ding dong—" A WeChat notification rang.

She quickly picked up her phone to look.

【Tang Song: "(#Hug) Sorry Sister Qingqing, I have something temporary tonight, I can't make it."】

Shen Shen Yu Yan's heart felt empty, and the smile on her face completely disappeared.

"Ah! He really stood me up, damn Tang Song!" Xu Qing pouted aggrievedly, "Hmph, don't let him come to our house anymore. Damn it, damn it!"

It was agreed to eat, watch TV, and sleep tonight, and today was the most beautiful Friday.

As a result, he suddenly disappeared, and only replied to WeChat after so long; he must have gone to accompany other women!

Where did this put the face of Miss Xu Qing?

Xu Qing held her phone, just wanting to reply fiercely a few times.

The phone vibrated again.

【Tang Song: "WeChat transfer 100000.00, please collect"】

【Tang Song: "Sorry, this matter is indeed quite sudden, I will be very busy this weekend, no way to accompany you. You and your best friend go shopping and buy more things."】

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A°8) Xu Qing's face went directly to the screen, staring with jet-black big eyes, "Ten—hundred—thousand—"

"Ten thousand!"

"Ah ah ah! We're rich! Yan-yan, we're rich!"

In the quiet living room, a piercing scream rang out.

Xu Qing's eyes shone, clicking on the chat box, typing: "Okay, Master! Don't be too tired, pay attention to rest, if you need help, just call me, good night, mua~"

After sending the message, she clicked collect.

Xu Qing opened her arms to hug her best friend, like a husky, rubbing, arching, and kneading her.

Shen Shen Yu Yan quickly patted away her mischievous hands, irritably: "Can you be calm, look at your lack of ambition, didn't he already give you a DB11 before, are you that excited?"

"This is different, okay! This is all real money, can buy a lot of things." Xu Qing pouted, hands on hips, "Tomorrow you accompany me to go shopping, my tablet is lagging so much, must change it! And clothes, let's go to the luxury store, I always feel my current outfit doesn't match my sports car! Hahaha!"

"Not going, I don't have that leisure."

Shen Shen Yu Yan shook her head, stood up and walked to the kitchen, taking a cocktail from the refrigerator.

Returning to the sofa, she drank it by herself, her heart feeling exceptionally bitter.

Xu Qing shook her body, acting spoiled: "Accompany me, you just have to accompany me! I'm so bored by myself."

"This money is given to you by Tang Song, what does it have to do with me spending it."

Xu Qing pouted, saying: "You're still calculating so clearly with me? Didn't you always say before, when you succeed in entrepreneurship and have financial freedom, we'll spend the money together? Now I have money, definitely have to spend it with you, otherwise what's the point."

In the past, she was a standard "hope best friend becomes a phoenix" party, eating and waiting to die every day, just waiting for her good best friend to pull her up later.

Now that her own life was getting better, she definitely had to bring her best friend along.

Shen Shen Yu Yan pursed her lips, lowering her head slightly, touched light flashing in her eyes.

"Can you or not, Yan-yan." Xu Qing pushed her body, acting spoiled: "You haven't accompanied me shopping for several months."

Shen Shen Yu Yan turned around and suddenly said: "Sister Qingqing, have you ever thought about your future with Tang Song?"

Xu Qing froze, her gaze flustered: "I—I'm not in a hurry, and I haven't thought that far."

Her being with Tang Song and developing to the stage of playing ball actually had many factors.

The most important one was that she always couldn't help but mix Tang Song with the novel plot, and then substitute herself into it.

Now she was more enjoying the process of falling in love, occasionally seeing the plot in the novel being performed in reality.

She hadn't thought about which stage she would develop to with Tang Song in the future.

"You should know, he doesn't only have you as a girlfriend." Shen Shen Yu Yan said softly: "Wen Wen Ruan, Lin Empress Mu Xue, Sorry Xiao Jing, who will he marry in the end? Is that person you?"

"I don't know—" Xu Qing bit her lip, shrinking her neck back, then muttered: "Marriage is nothing big, isn't it good like this now, we are happy, eating and drinking every day, occasionally driving a sports car to go for a ride."

In fact, she knew in her heart that among these few women, her competitiveness was the smallest.

Wen Wen Ruan was the executive director and president of Guangying Media, and also had a pair of E-forward breasts.

Lin Empress Mu Xue was his assistant, excellent in all aspects.

Sorry Xiao Jing didn't need to be mentioned, a standard rich girl.

She only dared to abuse them in the novel; in reality, she didn't dare to make a sound when she saw them.

Shen Shen Yu Yan said softly: "I am already 25 years old this year, and I will find a boyfriend and get married in the future. By then I will have my own family, and I will be separated from you. Maybe I will even marry out of town, and we will only see each other a few times a year."

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