Chapter 020 Appeal to "Heart"

The heart-shaped wall lamp on the wall shines softly, reflecting the whole room warmly.

The room is very quiet, only the "tick" sound of the landing clock and the crackling sound of the keyboard are intertwined.

In front of the square computer desk, Su Qianai, dressed in pajamas, was staring at the laptop screen, and lines of words appeared quickly on the screen.

Suddenly, "When...when..." Four long bells rang, which made Su Qianai, who had been devoting himself to typing, look at the time displayed in the lower right corner of the notebook. It was indeed four o'clock in the morning.

She stretched out a big lazy waist, then touched the mobile phone in the corner of the table, clicked a number to dial, and a few seconds later, a pleasant song began to ring in the mobile phone.

When the song was half-sung, a soft male voice came over: "Huh?"

"Do you sleep well?" Su Qianai asked slowly.

"Well, what's the matter?" The tone of the male voice was mixed with a little annoyance.

"It's okay. I'm afraid you're sleeping in the wrong position after going to the toilet, so I'm here to remind you." Su Qianai hid the laughter that was almost overflowing and said this in a very concerned tone.

"Thank you for your concern. You should also have a rest. Women who stay up late to hurt their skin will easily grow old." Cheng Yining's faint yawning voice came from the phone.

"Anyway, we are all engaged. We are going to get married in the future. No matter whether my skin is good or not, you are going to marry me, aren't you?" Su Qianai snickered secretly. This was the fourth call to him tonight. Hearing that there was nothing, she quickly raised the volume, "Hey, you're not asleep!"

"Hmm?" Cheng Yining's voice became a little vague again.

It is estimated that the person on the other end of the phone is about to fall asleep again. Su Qianai decisively hung up the phone and then dialed back. Sure enough, the voice on the phone was a little louder: "What on earth are you going to do?"

"I just can't sleep. I miss you and want to hear your voice." Su Qianai said to the phone without blushing.

"I've heard it now."

"It's not enough. Anyway, you are so sleepy now that I can't sleep. Why don't you tell me a joke? Su Qianai lay in **, with her legs crossed on the silk quilt on one side, which was a pleasant look.

"Miss, it's four o'clock in the morning! How many people don't go to bed at four o'clock in the morning to tell jokes? This is a joke in itself. Cheng Yining's tone over there was obviously impatient.

"Since you don't tell jokes, let's guess the brain teasers. OK, I'll go first. I'll give you a very simple guess: Xiaoming's mother gave birth to three sons, and the boss's name is Da Mao..."

"Su Qianai!" Cheng Yining suddenly shouted her name heavily on the phone.

"Well, that's right. It's after four o'clock now. Have a good rest. You have to go to work tomorrow. Remember to think of me when you go to bed. Su Qianai pretended to be very considerate and soft, and then didn't wait for Cheng Yining to say anything else. She hung up the phone, then threw her mobile phone aside, and covered her head with silk and burst into laughter.

In the past few nights, as long as it's twelve o'clock, she will call Cheng Yining every hour. Sometimes she calls him to get up to drink water, sometimes she calls him to go to the toilet, or pulls him to tell jokes with her, or guesses brain teasers, but Cheng Yining folds. It's too much.

Last night, she found that Cheng Yining turned off her phone to sleep. Early this morning, she called Cheng Guodong, saying that she couldn't get through Cheng Yining all night, saying that she was very worried about him and didn't know what was going on with him. Then he called Cheng Yining and told him that if he couldn't get through to him at night, he would call their landline and ask his parents to see what was wrong with him.

And Cheng Yining didn't turn off her phone tonight. Su Qianai didn't know whether her threatening words played a role or Cheng Guodong put some pressure on her son. But she doesn't care about these processes. What she cares about is the result.

She has been staying at home these days and hasn't gone anywhere. Every day, she sleeps until lunch before getting up. After dinner, she writes her own novels carefully. In the middle of the night, she starts to make these harassing calls. She just wants to see how patient Cheng Yining is.

Anyway, he doesn't like himself, and now he doesn't have to put anything in front of him.

"Ha." Su Qianai herself yawned and saw that it was past four o'clock. Looking at the good results of her typing tonight, she clicked to close the window, turned off her notebook, and then got up to wash her face and get ready to go to bed.

She muted her mobile phone before going to bed. With a good mood, she turned off the light and went to bed.

The sun was already hanging high in the sky. Ying Ruomin quietly pushed open her daughter's door and found that it was dark inside. Only a few thin rays of sunlight slipped in through the gaps in the curtains that had not been closed, as if to tell people that it was already dawn.

By this light, Ying Ruomin saw that her daughter was still lying on ** and sleeping soundly with her head covered. She walked to the window and opened the curtains to make the whole room full. Then she came to the bedside, slowly sat down, gently uncovered her head-covered quilt, and then bent down to her daughter's ear and called softly: "Little Ai, Xiao Ai!"

"Hmm?" Su Qianai, who was pierced by the strong light, opened her eyes in a daze, looked at her smiling mother, yawned and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"It's time to get up for lunch, Xiao Ai." Ying Ruomin sat down at the head of the bed, gently patted her daughter's little face, and said with a smile.

Su Qianai leaned slightly and half squinted at the clock. Sure enough, it was past twelve o'clock. Then she stretched out her waist lazily, but turned over, couldn't help it, and closed her eyes again.

"Little lazy cat, it's twelve o'clock and I can't get up yet. Let's see where I can find a kitten that is more lazy than our little Ai." Ying Ruomin reached out and pinched Su Qian'ai's face and woke her up again. "Your father just called to ask if you got up and ate on time. Don't worry too much about your father."

Hearing her mother say this, Su Qianai stretched a few stretches and yawned a few big yawns. Then she slowly got up, walked to the bathroom, went to the door and turned around and smiled at Ying Ruomin, who was no longer confused: "Mom, you eat first. I'll go down in a minute."

Ying Ruomin nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."

After washing up in a hurry, she tied up her hair and changed into a simple casual clothes. Su Qianai rushed downstairs. When she went downstairs, she saw that her mother had already cooked the meal and was waiting for her to eat together.

Su Qianai knew that her father and brother would not come back for lunch. In order not to make her mother lonely, she had to have lunch with her mother every day.

However, these days, because of "thing to do" at night, she goes to bed late every night and can't get up on time for a while.

"Xiao Ai, Mrs. Sang and Mrs. Li are coming to play mahjong later, but my mother is a little unwell today and doesn't want to spoil their fun. Why don't you play with them for your mother today?" During the meal, Ying Ruomin said while helping Su Qianai pick up vegetables.

"Ah? I, I don't remember how to play mahjong now." Su Qianai choked in his throat and shook his head repeatedly.

"It's okay. Mom can teach you on the side. Alas, you used to play mahjong with your mother, and then you would discuss various ways to play mahjong with your mother. Now you are not interested in mahjong, and your mother feels that there are fewer common topics with you. Oh, Xiao Ai, your father and brother have to work together, and there is nothing to say to me. Now even you and your mother have a sense of distance. Mom feels that she is a dispensable person in this family. Ying Ruomin said with a slight sigh.

"No, no, mom is not like that." Su Qianai waved her hand in a hurry and quickly comforted her mother with a little sadness, "I, or mother, teach me to play later."

Su Qianai looked at her mother in front of her and suddenly felt that she was a little pitiful.

Indeed, in this family, my father and brother are very busy every day. Only I am the most idle, but because I have to code my own novels, I almost go upstairs after eating, and I don't spend much time with my mother. Thinking that my mother cares about me so much, but I treat her like this, Su Qianai thinks a little. I can't bear to get up.

Although she is not very receptive to her mother's behavior of playing mahjong.

As soon as she finished eating, Su Qianai honestly followed her mother to the chess and card room, because it was still early, and the people who played mahjong had not come yet.

Ying Ruomin turned on the switch of the automatic mahjong machine, put up a pair of mahjong, and began to talk about the rules of mahjong with Su Qianai carefully: "Xiao Ai, the mahjong in our N city is different from the general Sichuan mahjong and Taiwan mahjong. When we play mahjong, we need 136 cards. Each person touches 13 cards, and the banker has to play the cards first, so the banker has 14 cards. After touching the cards, the banker will throw the color and make sure..."

Ying Ruomin said while holding the mahjong open, and showed it to Su Qianai in the same way: "Xiao Ai, you see, this is Pinghu, this is thirteen, this is seven pairs..."

Su Qianai looked at the constantly changing mahjong with her chin, and her eyes were slowly dazzled. She really couldn't figure out how Zhuge Liang could have invented such a complicated game, and so many people like to play!

Where is this fun? It's just boring!

Just looking at her excited mother, she really doesn't want to spoil her fun.

Just when Su Qianai was dizzy and Ying Ruomin talked with relish, three card friends came one after another.