Insomnia

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Tao Ling followed him dumbfounded, and finally ordered two bowls of beef noodles.

While waiting for the interview, Tao Ling saw another message from a colleague from the outer courtyard: "Do you still remember the post I told you about? The building is so tall that it is about to collapse, and the impact is not good. I will give it to you. Can you find someone to delete it?"

Tao Ling was helpless: "Why are they so idle?"

After replying to the message, he clicked on the webpage and entered the school post bar from the webpage. He saw that the post discussing himself had more than a thousand replies. When he poked in, he found that the topic in the building had gone thousands of miles away. So much so that I started dating him on a blind date.

The student with good intentions put aside his educational experience, and took advantage of the situation to sort out the female teachers in the college who might be familiar with him, and matched them with him one by one, and also rated the degree of compatibility.

Tao Ling quickly scrolled through a few pages, and suddenly he saw the first floor and said, "Didn't you notice? He is wearing a ring on the middle finger of his left hand. Don't blindly read the mandarin duck charts."

He went downstairs and said, "Yes, someone finally discovered the truth. In fact, Teacher Tao has been engaged for a long time."

As if one stone stirred up a thousand waves, the topic of Tao Ling's fiancée was piled up for dozens of times. The ID in front said: "Yes, Tao Ling's fiancée is me."

The responses below are full of contempt.

Tao Ling's head was covered with black lines. He took a sip of water. He looked up and saw that Wen Qingying was also looking at his phone. He then exited and browsed through the post bar. Suddenly his attention was attracted by a post. The title of the post was: "Ci'ao, I want to sleep with the owner of the flower shop opposite the west gate!"

The moment he saw the title clearly, Tao Ling choked on the water.

The author has something to say: Hehehe, the update will be fixed at 6 a.m. starting tomorrow o(*≧▽≦)ツ

Thank you all for your tolerance for my unstable updates these days! (/≧▽≦)/ In the next two minutes, Tao Ling coughed heartbreakingly.

The feeling of water choking the air intake tube is really uncomfortable, and the entire nasal cavity feels like it will burst.

Wen Qingying saw that the more he coughed, the more he couldn't stop. She handed him a tissue and stood up, going to the side and patting him on the back. The moment the person stepped over, Tao Ling turned off the screen of his phone.

After finally stopping coughing, Tao Ling waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm choking."

Seeing him slow down, Wen Qingying sat back across from him. Just as the store owner came to serve noodles, Tao Ling was able to bury his head and avoid the embarrassment just now.

Tao Ling was simply puzzled. He was still thinking about the sentence in the title just now. He wanted to complain about something but it seemed that he had nothing to complain about.

He raised his eyes while eating noodles.

Wen Qingying lowered her head. She still looked good from this angle, with a high nose, thick eyelashes, and clean skin on her forehead.

This man didn't know what was going on, but he was eating very seriously. His expression was similar to the one he had when wrapping flowers, as if the bowl in front of him needed to be tied with a bow.

After looking at Tao Ling for two seconds, he felt that there was something...off about his behavior, so he pretended to look away casually.

After a long-overdue lunch, Wen Qingying was going back to open a shop. Tao Ling helped move a few pots of flowers, sighing secretly that moving them twice a day was indeed a laborious task.

After washing her hands, Wen Qingying typed to him: "Sir, if you don't want to be alone, you can stay with me here."

Tao Ling really didn't want to be alone today, but when he saw this sentence, he changed his mind and responded: "I'm going home."

Wen Qingying pursed her lips slightly, as if she was annoyed by what she just wrote, but she smiled after all.

The moment he turned around, Tao Ling regretted it, but the words had already been spoken, no, the words had been typed, and there was no reason to look back. Besides, Wen Qingying and he were strangers to each other. They just went to the cemetery and had a meal together, so they were not close friends.

There was no reason to be around him at a time like this.

When he got home, Tao Ling shouted first: "I'm back."

Empty and silent.

After throwing away the dead branches, the vase was still placed on the balcony of the bedroom. Tao Ling held the lisianthus and the blue hydrangea, changed his shoes and went to get the vase.

After picking off the excess leaves and immersing the flower branches in water, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw small bubbles adhering to the rhizomes.

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