Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

It's not that they don't like it, it's just that they are still young and it's not the time to talk about feelings.

Moreover, Su Qiruo has other plans in mind and will not change them because of anything.

Si Qianling is only sixteen years old now. When he has more outstanding girls of the same age around him, he will slowly forget about this budding relationship.

For this reason, Su Qiruo didn't even dare to joke with Si Qianling like Xie Lingyu and Song Ning'an did, just for fear of causing him to misunderstand.

Apart from her studies, she almost never spoke to Si Qianling.

Si Qianling didn't stay long before he left with the housekeeper, and helped carry away the garbage when he left.

"Look, my little brother is so weird and obedient."

Looking at his rebellious brother again, Xie Lingyu felt really ashamed.

The half-full four people were too lazy to go out to eat anymore. They simply laid out all the things that the Xie family and the Si family had brought today, made do with a few things, and made do with it.

The bucket of soup brought by Xie Linzhao was also divided between Song Ning'an and Si Qianyun, so nothing was wasted.

Si Qianling said nothing on the way back. The housekeeper sitting in the passenger seat saw the boy's pursed lips in the rearview mirror and thought he was tired after working for a long time.

"Young master, you have worked hard today. Why don't you reschedule your afternoon bowling lesson to tomorrow?"

Si Qianling will have half a day free tomorrow afternoon, and the housekeeper remembers it clearly.

"Um."

Si Qianling responded lightly, but the hands on his knees were clenched tightly.

He has been sensitive since he was a child, and no matter how subtle the changes in other people's emotions are, he cannot escape his eyes.

Although Su Qiruo was still protecting him today, her words and actions were clearly alienated.

He didn't know what he had done wrong, why was she like this? Others praised him for making good soup and making good snacks, but the person he wanted to see the most said nothing.

Turning on his mobile phone and logging onto Beijing University's campus website, Si Qianling felt mixed emotions as he looked at the top posts on the hot searches, all about the Su family's daughter.

They are two years apart, but he took a year off from school because of illness, and now he is three grades behind her.

By the time he enters his freshman year, she will be a senior, and by that time I'm afraid she won't have time to take care of herself.

As soon as he returned to Si's house, Si Qianling locked himself in the room.

In the bathroom, Si Qianling was lying in the bathtub, holding a thin blade in one hand and resting on the edge of the bathtub with the other.

And the wrist that was placed on the edge of the bathtub was bleeding out. If you look closely, you can find that there are many light scars on the wrist.

Even though the Si family spent all their manpower and material resources, they could not find any medicine that could completely remove those scars.

So Si Qianling usually wears wrist guards, which can just block those marks.

In fact, he has not been sick for a long time.

The pain in his wrist and the gradual loss of blood seemed to make Si Qianling feel better, but when he thought that Su Qi would be even more unhappy if he knew that he was hurting himself like this, Si Qianling opened his eyes suddenly.

Si Qianling stood up in a hurry, ignoring the water stains all over his body. Si Qianling covered the wound and opened the drawer with his elbow, and treated the wound himself.

He had to learn to control himself. What if he frightened her?

Si Qianling was thinking wildly and bandaging his wrist, with tears rolling down his eyes.

He doesn't want this either.

But I couldn't control it at all.

The doctor said he was just sick and would get better in the future. (End of chapter)