Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 332 She has nightmares and insomnia without a dog man hugging her to sleep these days? ? ?outrageous
Nan Song reckoned that Shen Du was really busy in Canberra, because he didn't have much contact with her these two days except for the normal morning greetings.

However, Nan Song felt that he could accept his contact frequency, and didn't feel any disappointment.

After all, if she really wants to be tired of crookedness 24 hours a day, it will make her feel a little uncomfortable.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Song drove back to the Feili mansion.

After tidying up at home, I went to the gym near my home and put in a short and sprint fitness plan to prepare for the school celebration three days later.

In fact, she has always been in good shape.

But when she thought about the high probability of meeting those little bitches who always opposed her in high school at the school celebration, she felt that she would sweat a little more.

Let the body shape be better and more perfect.

The best thing is to directly frustrate their enthusiasm and let them know that even though so many years have passed since her youthful and innocent student days, she, Nan Song, is still a woman they can't afford to provoke.

So in the past two days, she has been going to the gym + reading books during the day, and her life is very regular.

That night, Nan Song returned home exhausted and satisfied. He had just come out of the bathroom to dry his hair when he heard a notification tone on WeChat.

It was a voice from Shen Du——

"Miss me at home?"

I don't know if this person posted it while walking on the street. When Nan Song heard his suggestive words, he also heard the sound of a car horn.

A tall and handsome man in a business suit was walking on the bustling streets of Canberra with his mobile phone in his hand. The warm sunlight shone on the man. It was a beautiful picture.

Such a picture just appeared in Nan Song's mind for less than a second before it shattered with a "click".

Because the sentence in Shen Du's voice was inexplicably provocative, it made the nerves in Nan Song's brain jump.

Who misses him? ? ?

Show face.

In fact, Nan Song knew that the answer in her heart was untenable, because she really thought about it.

But as soon as she saw the dog man so confident, the rebellious psychology in her bones began to make trouble.

Nan Song put the bottom of the phone close to his lips, cleared his throat, and sent a voice over——

"not at all."

In the short three words, Nan Song felt that his arrogance had been fully reflected.

Originally thought that Shen Du would restrain himself after hearing his answer, but Nan Song found that he still underestimated him after all.

Less than ten seconds after that voice came back, Shen Du sent another one.

"Impossible, you must have thought about it, I have already felt it."

Nan Song:?
Do you feel it?You feel shit.

Afraid that he would speak more and more vigorously, and the sound of cars honking and people talking still appeared in the second voice, Nan Song was even more sure that this person was on the street now, and out of safety considerations, he simply did not reply to this one.

But one thing to say, even though she didn't admit directly in her voice that she really missed him, she did not sleep well these few nights.

I thought that if I was in the gym during the day, I would sleep well at night, but Nan Song found that it was not the case.

Feili Mansion is located in an excellent location, close to two natural attractions, Luyinxi Wetland Park and Cangnan Small Forest, surrounded by green trees and streams, and the environment is quiet.

In the dead of night, when people want to fall asleep, the whole villa becomes even quieter.

The house has a large area and two floors. Nan Song has never felt that this house is so scary before.

Ask yourself, during the few days when Shen Du was away, she was really not used to sleeping alone in the master bedroom.

When I was awakened by nightmares twice in a row, I still thought that if I knew it, I should continue to live on the south bank of Lushui and shouldn't come back.

Wiping off the sweat from the nightmare on his forehead, and lying down again, Nan Song's mind was clear, and he found that he couldn't sleep at all tonight.

The dead of night will magnify people's senses infinitely, especially the part about the memories of the past, which will gradually become clearer and clearer in the mind.

Looking at the faint light coming in from the gap in the curtains, Nan Song remembered that he was hugged by Shen Du many times when he was sleeping with him.

Not very early, probably in the past three or four months.

Although the time does not seem to be particularly long, people's physical reactions cannot be fooled.

Without the faint scent of fir on Shen Du's body to accompany her falling asleep, it became so difficult for her to sleep peacefully all night.

This is something Nan Song never expected.

She didn't understand, even though he wasn't around, the quilt still smelled a little bit of that man's body.

If she really needed to smell the smell of fir trees to fall asleep, then it stands to reason that she could fall asleep with the quilt in her arms.

But it didn't.

Could it be that it's not that she needs the smell of Shen Du to fall asleep peacefully, but because what she needs is Shen Du's embrace? ? ?
The moment this idea came to Nan Song's mind, she couldn't help but shudder.

Huh. So hypocritical.

How can you say that about yourself after despising yourself in your heart just now?So I dismissed the idea again.

It must be because Shen Du's arms are poisonous, either his arms are poisonous or he himself is poisonous.

Anyway, two always account for one.

This dog man must have given her some kind of ecstasy while she was asleep before, which caused her to become so dependent on him now.

That's right, it must be like this, the one who has the problem will always be the man, never the fairy herself.

Thinking of this, Nan Song suddenly felt much more comfortable.

But if you are comfortable, you can't sleep if you should be unable to sleep.

Tossing and turning until it was almost four o'clock in the middle of the night, Nan Song finally fell into a deep sleep.
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Falling asleep at four o'clock, the next day is naturally a failure to wake up early.

Perhaps it was because of poor sleep in the past few days that the exhaustion accumulated in the body had reached its peak. This time, Nan Song slept until three o'clock in the afternoon, sleeping for a full eleven hours.

The moment I opened my eyes, I thought I was dreaming.

After the sense of stagnation and blankness in the brain disappeared, Nan Song lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed with his hands propped up, and leaned weakly on the soft cushion at the head of the bed.

Her long hair was messy, her pajamas were wrinkled, her eyes were dull, and her face was a little pale.

Sitting like that for a while, Nan Song vaguely heard the phone ringing.

She reached out to touch the phone, and after searching for a long time, she finally found it on the carpet beside the bed.

It was a wechat video call from Shen Du.

Nan Song was slightly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to tidy up his appearance, but found that he had no strength at all.

(End of this chapter)