I go north, you go south

Chapter 50 Handwriting
Ling Bei went to the company for a long time this trip.

In the past two days, he tried to turn on the SLR camera he brought back from the old house, but found that there seemed to be a malfunction, and he couldn't turn it on after trying for a long time.

I just wanted to send it to be repaired, at least to see if I could read the photos stored in it.

So later he made a special trip to the digital store.After going back and forth, it was delayed until dark.

And Nan Zishu was a little bored sitting alone in the room.

Under Ling Bei's careful care, Nan Zishu's wounds were well taken care of, and he recovered quickly in the past few days.Now most of the wounds on her body have scabbed over, which doesn't affect her normal activities of life.

It's just that Ling Bei always said that he was afraid that her recovery would not be complete, and that she would not pay attention by herself at that time, and if she accidentally tore the wound again, he insisted on letting her stay at his house for two more days.

Nan Zishu lived here these days, Ling Bei never minded her entering any room, nor forbade her from touching anything.

Although it is true that Nan Zishu would not casually look through Ling Bei's personal belongings out of curiosity or other reasons, this attitude still makes people feel a little too generous...

Nan Zishu looked up at the clock on the wall, only to realize that it was getting late.

Ling Bei has a habit of keeping several fixed lights on at home 24 hours a day.

Even during the day it will not be closed.

So if you sit in the room and don't look at the time, you won't feel that it is already dark.

So Nan Zishu planned to take the anti-inflammatory medicine that could be taken before meals first, and then he happened to be able to go to the kitchen to see if there were any dinner ingredients that could be prepared first.

She walked to the bar with ease, took out the medicine box from the bottom drawer, and took the thermos beside it.

Open the lid of the pot, a few wisps of hot steam steamed out, and the water inside was still hot.

It should be the newly boiled water before Ling Bei went out in the afternoon.

Through getting along with each other these days, Nan Zishu has clearly felt Ling Bei's delicate thoughts.

He will remember everything meticulously: when to take the medicine and when to apply it; Nan Zishu's taboos and preferences; and even some little habits that he discovered only through these few days of getting along with each other...

Ling Bei can always predict Nan Zishu's thoughts, just like he can read minds.

This feeling that made Nan Zishu feel that the person who knew her best was not her, unexpectedly made her feel at ease.

Is this the talent who studies psychology?

But no matter how you say it, this kind of Ling Bei makes Nan Zishu fall in love with him even more.

She was too greedy for such a sense of security.

Nan Zishu has been preoccupied with these thoughts these days.But now she was pouring water into the glass with the thermos, but she didn't want to lose her mind and didn't notice that the water in the glass had already overflowed.

"Oops!" Nan Zishu came back to his senses, and subconsciously exclaimed when he saw the water overflowing onto the marble table.Hastily pulled out the napkin aside to wipe.

But he didn't want to be in a hurry, and accidentally knocked over the glass that was just filled with water. When the water inside spilled out, the glass rolled down the smooth table.

The moment the glass fell to the ground, there was a crisp sound as expected, and the bottle residue was scattered all over the ground.

The sudden accident made Nan Zishu stunned for two seconds. Seeing that the water on the table was about to overflow to the paper bag beside him, Nan Zishu quickly picked up the paper bag.

Just as he was about to put the paper bag aside and look for a rag, Nan Zishu was attracted by the faded pencil writing on the paper bag.

She swore that she really didn't intend to pry into Ling Bei's privacy, but the unclear handwriting on the paper bag made her unable to control her behavior.

Nan Zishu tried his best to identify those neat and elegant fonts.

In the past two days, she can often see Ling Bei's writing everywhere, and she can tell that the handwriting on the file bag should be written by Ling Bei.

So after Nan Zishu looked back and forth several times, he was sure that his first reaction was not wrong.

Her heart suddenly felt suffocated.

The two blurred lines of pencil writing probably read:
I love her 10.21
(End of this chapter)