My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

The mobile phone is Qin Nuan's mobile phone.

When he came to this world, he brought nothing with him, so if he wanted to understand the world as quickly as possible, he could only use Qin Nuan's mobile phone first.

The lock screen password is 1010, his birthday.

Song Zhan deftly unlocked the password on his phone and was about to open the browser for searching news, but his fingertips stopped on the home page because he saw the first line of the notepad on the home page, which showed a number, 1102.

Seeing this number, Song Zhan accidentally opened the note pad.

What comes into view is page 1102 of notes.

"June 17, 2023.

Today is the seventh day of the third year. To be precise, it is the 1102nd day of our separation. Song Zhan, I really, really miss you so much that I can’t sleep.

do you know? I read a story today. It was about a long-distance couple quarreling, and then the girl secretly ran to the city where the boy was, and the boy secretly ran to the city where the girl was. The two of them accidentally missed each other, but they were both in each other's city silently. After walking around and feeling each other's lives, they reconciled at the station.

Do you know how much I envy these couples who are in long-distance and exotic relationships? You can see each other's face with a video call, and you can hug each other with a bus ticket or plane ticket. But for new couples like us who are in a different world, we have no contact information and can't see each other. It's really sad.

But it doesn't matter.

Because I love you forever.

I know we will meet again, and then you must stand still and wait for me to run over, jump into your arms, and bite you hard.

I'm lying to you, I won't bite you.

I am not a dog.

I kiss you. "

This note was edited at 2:05 a.m. last night.

Words are like faces. When Song Zhan looked at the words edited by Qin Nuan, he pictured in his mind the little girl lying alone on the bed in the dark night, with tears in her eyes, biting her lower lip, fingertips The picture flickers on the phone screen intermittently.

She must have been crying for a long time.

I cried and fell asleep.

I've slept like this every night for the past three years.

1,102 notes filled with notes were edited in the early morning.

Just seeing these words, Song Zhan felt a dull pain in his heart, which was extremely painful.

He wanted to hug Qin Nuan at that time. Every night when her pillow was wet with tears, what she needed most was his embrace. However, he is not here. He should be the most derelict boyfriend in the world.

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Qin Nuan was frightened awake by a nightmare. She dreamed that Song Zhan had disappeared.

Qin Nuan screamed and opened her eyes suddenly. What she saw was the small night light in the bedroom. The night light glowed with a dim, warm yellow light, illuminating the bedroom.

Qin Nuan saw the other half of the bed was empty and climbed out of bed in panic.

Was Song Zhan really missing, or was her reunion with Song Zhan today just a dream?

Just thinking of this, tears flowed out of Qin Nuan's eyes.

She didn't even bother to put on her slippers, she opened the bedroom door with bare feet and ran out.

Seeing the light in the restaurant, Qin Nuan ran over anxiously and threw herself into the arms of the man standing by the refrigerator. Her voice was choked with sobs and she couldn't say a complete sentence, "Woo... I thought... I thought... …”

Qin Nuan suddenly appeared. Song Zhan hid his phone. He looked down at the little girl in his arms and saw her bare feet. He quickly bent down and picked her up.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you wearing any shoes? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Qin Nuan buried her head in Song Zhan's strong chest, rubbed it, and wiped all the tears on her face onto his clothes, and then raised her head, "I had a nightmare, and I was scared, so I forgot to put on my clothes." Shoes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Nuan suddenly noticed with sharp eyes that Song Zhan's eyes were also wet and red.

She quickly raised her hand, covered Song Zhan's eyebrows, softened her tone, and asked coaxingly: "What's wrong with you?"