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Song Wei, whose body was still but whose mind was spinning rapidly, couldn't fall asleep at all.

Song Wei, who had been brewing for a long time but didn't feel sleepy for a long time, opened his eyes a little discouraged, looked at Qi Lin who was sitting next to him with embarrassment, and said apologetically, "Brother Lin, I've been waiting for you for a while. You won't be able to fall asleep for a while, or else you should go back to your room and rest."

"If I go back, won't you be afraid if you are alone in the room?" Qi Lin lowered his head and asked.

After serious thinking, Song Wei shrank back under the quilt: "Yes."

Hearing this answer, Qi Lin laughed lightly: "I'll be right here with you, don't worry, you can sleep anytime."

Song Wei planned to close his eyes again.

But thinking of Qi Lin who was only wearing a thin sweater, Song Wei couldn't help worrying that he would catch a cold, and then the words in his heart came out of his mouth: "Brother Lin, do you want to come to bed?"

These words made Qi Lin stunned.

Song Wei, who also realized that his words were inappropriate, quickly explained: "That, brother Lin, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to, I wanted to"

Song Wei, who didn't know how to explain it at all, was full of annoyance.

Watching every subtle expression on Song Wei's face, even though Qi Lin knew that Song Wei didn't mean anything else, the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable, even in those deep eyes that seemed as calm as the night, hidden Desire is like the turbulent undercurrent under the sea.

"Brother Lin, why don't you go back and rest." Feeling a little embarrassed, Song Wei whispered.

"So what you said just now was a joke? I thought you were serious." Qi Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice seemed a little disappointed.

Feeling Qi Lin's tone, Song Wei bit her lip lightly.

The two looked at each other silently for a while.

Afterwards, Song Wei rolled to the innermost side of the bed at once, and let out the bed and quilt near the outside, his eyes dodged, but the meaning was obvious.

Qi Lin, who noticed Song Wei's movements, had a smile on his lips, took off his shoes and lay down on the bed.

After Qi Lin lay down, Song Wei seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of Qi Lin's body, and his whole body froze.

Bang, bang, bang, the beating heart is now going straight to bang bang!bang bang bang!bang bang bang!It was as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

In order to divert his attention, Song Wei began to review the novel he had just read.

It's okay to think this, and Song Wei was frightened again.

After lying on the bed, Qi Lin didn't make a sound. Except for her own heartbeat and breathing, Song Wei couldn't hear any sound. This made her feel like being pulled into a terrifying different space. She opened her eyes and looked at the Qi Lin even doubted the authenticity of the people around him.

"Brother Lin." Song Weichao called softly.

"What's wrong?" Qi Lin, who had sensed Song Wei's gaze for a long time, opened his eyes when he heard her voice.

"It's nothing, I just want to call you." See if you are real.Of course, Song Wei didn't say the last half of the sentence directly, otherwise it would be too stupid.

"Sleep at ease, I will be by your side." Qi Lin said softly.

"Hmm." A sweet smile appeared on Song Wei's face.

Qi Lin, who originally thought that Song Wei would sleep peacefully, suddenly felt the quilt in his hand move, but stopped when he touched his little finger.

Qi Lin turned his head to look at Song Wei who was pretending to be calm, lowered his eyes slightly, laughed silently, and held her hand behind his back.

Feeling Qi Lin's movement, Song Wei subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but he held back temporarily, and the corners of his pursed mouth began to rise crazily.

A night without dreams.

Song Wei slept super well and got up late.

Qi Lin got up early to help Chen Zhaodi make breakfast for the students.

Song Wei, who was hugging the quilt, was so happy thinking about what happened last night that he rolled around on the bed twice and almost fell off the bed.

Qi Lin, who was worried about Song Wei, stayed with her all weekend.

Who knew that when Qi Lin came out of Song Wei's room on Monday morning, he was just seen by Song Zai and Wang Rong who were returning to school.

"Huh? Isn't this Song Wei's room? Qi Lin, how did you do it?" Before he finished speaking, Song Zhuan remembered that Qi Lin and Song Wei were husband and wife, and then laughed and joked: "I asked you to move in together before." If you don’t move and you still make so many excuses, it’s because we’re embarrassed, right?”

Qi Lin who smiled did not answer.

"What about Song Wei, she hasn't gotten up yet, you probably didn't..." Song Cheng raised his chin, his eyes were full of subtlety and ridicule.

But before Qi Lin could answer, Wang Rong slapped Song Carrier on the arm: "You're the one who talks too much!"

Wang Rong, who hit Song Cong, smiled kindly at Qi Lin: "Mr. Qi, do you want to go to rest for a while, and I will make breakfast with Song Cong."

"It's okay, I got up anyway, so I'll go wash up first." Qi Lin said hello and went back to his room.

When Song Wei got up and went to eat, Song Carrier made a joke about her and Qi Lin.

It made Song Wei blush.

Because Wang Rong and Song Carrier knew that Song Wei and Qi Lin lived in the same room, it would be a bit strange if they lived separately temporarily, so they didn't move out.

At first, Song Wei and Qi Lin slept on each side, but after a few days, they hugged each other.

I don't know whether it was Song Wei who got into Qi Lin's arms first, or whether Qi Lin pulled her over with his hands. Of course, this is not a very important thing.

Like-minded and youthful, it is inevitable that Song Wei and Qi Lin will have misfires.

But the two never made it to the last step, on the one hand because it was at school, and on the other hand because both Qi Lin and Song Wei wanted to wait until they went home.

In addition to teaching and making lesson plans in school, everyone often chats.

Through getting along and chatting, Song Wei learned about the past of the principal Chen Zhaodi.

In fact, Chen Zhaodi was born pretty well. Her family was not too big or too small, and she barely managed to make ends meet. However, her father and mother were patriarchal. The first four were girls, and she was the fifth child in the family, so her life was uneventful. Not particularly good, my father beat and scolded, and sometimes he was hungry.

Chen Zhaodi was 12 years old, and her family was planning to marry her. The person her father liked wanted a girl with small feet, so he planned to bind her feet.

It's a painful thing to wrap up a small script, let alone when it's about to grow.

Chen Zhaodi resisted. She wrapped her front feet at home, but she took off her back feet while everyone was not paying attention. Even if she was beaten, she would never give in.

In the end, Chen Zhaodi's father was determined to bind her feet, so he tied her to the bed and bound her feet forcibly.

Chen Zhaodi, who didn't want to bind her feet or get married, went on a hunger strike to protest at the beginning, but her father was unmoved at all. When she realized this reality, she bit off the rope with her teeth. In the middle of the night, she crawled through the window to find The armed work team who just entered the village became a member through hard work, and later traveled with the military team to work in the enemy's rear area and establish a base area. Unexpectedly, the lover who knew and loved each other died on the eve of the victory of the war. Later, after the liberation of the whole country, she So he came to Yushan Village alone to support, and devoted his life to eliminating the remnants of feudal thought, promoting ideological progress, and helping countless children.

Ever since he learned about Chen Zhaodi's experience, Song Wei has been thinking about it.

"I think Principal Chen's experience and dedication should be known to more people..." Song Wei pursed her lips and said.

After thinking about Song Wei's words, Qi Lin said directly: "Do you want to write Principal Chen's experience into a script?"

"Ah?" Song Wei, who hadn't thought of this at all, was shocked at first when he heard Qi Lin's words, and then felt a sense of enlightenment, but soon frowned again, with uncertainty and hesitation written all over his face. Asked aggressively: "Brother Lin, what do you mean, write the script, me? Can you?"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"But I've never written it, and I won't." Although Song Wei said this, in fact, his heart was still very moved.

"No, you can learn slowly, and I think you are quite talented in scripts." Qi Lin said seriously.

"Really?" Song Wei turned over and looked at Qi Lin with bright eyes.

"Really." Qi Lin nodded without hesitation.

"Then I'll ask President Chen tomorrow, and then try?"

"If you want to try it, try it." Qi Lin said in support without saying a word, anyway, even if Song Wei's writing is not very ideal in the end, he can find a screenwriting teacher for guidance.