As soon as he turned around, Song Shijun thought he wanted to run away and reached out to grab his shoulder.
Qi Ran glanced out of the corner of his eye and shrank slightly, preventing him from touching her.
Song Shijun raised his eyebrows, changed his gestures, and pressed him against the tree trunk with one hand and one foot.
He said, "I'm telling you, Qiqing already has a boyfriend, so don't make trouble!"
Qi Ran frowned and said with cold eyes, "I didn't mean that."
Song Shijun met his eyes and found that his eyes were amber, brighter than gems.
He had an inexplicable illusion that he was bewitched.
His thoughts moved slightly, and Qi Ran somehow managed to escape from his restraints.
Song Shijun looked at him and said, "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise..."
Qi Ran ignored him and turned to leave.
Song Shijun looked at his back, thoughtfully.
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Weekend nights.
Song family.
Song Shijun was sitting on a swivel chair with his legs crossed on the table in a very wanton posture.
At this time, his phone vibrated.
He quickly picked it up and clicked on the new message.
"He went out and I was following him."
Song Shijun looked at the photo that was sent to him, and he could vaguely tell that the figure walking out of a luxury apartment was Qi Ran.
The apartment Qi Ran lives in is not ordinary. The monthly rent is more than 20,000 yuan. It also has a separate butler and enjoys the most distinguished service.
It can be seen from here that Qi Ran's family background is very good.
However, the strange thing is that he does not live with his family, but by himself.
A person comes to city A to go to school and still lives alone
This is very strange for a student. Song Shijun narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
Before he could put his legs down, the door was pushed open.
Mother Song walked in and frowned when she saw his unruly posture.
"You, can't you sit still? You can put your feet on the table."
Song Shijun didn't think there was any problem with this, as long as he sat comfortably.
"Mom, is something wrong?"
He put down his phone and asked.
Mother Song walked to him, found a seat and sat down, looked at him and asked, "Do you know about the Han family...?"
Song Shijun was puzzled, "What's the matter?"
Mother Song frowned, "It's just the matter of Qiqing and her brother being together. Now many people know about it."
Song Shijun nodded, with a calm expression, "I know."
Mother Song said, "I know you're not in a hurry!"
Song Shijun couldn't laugh or cry, "Why should I be anxious?"
Song's mother sighed, hating how iron could not become steel, "You, you are so close to Qiqing, why aren't you with her? If you were with her... "
Song Shijun didn't want to hear her analyze the pros and cons, so he interrupted her, "Mom, you're overthinking. Qiqing and I are just friends. We are good friends. I have never had any other thoughts about her. Of course, she does the same for me."
Song's mother looked unconvinced, "How could this happen? We all thought you and her were a couple. Aren't you always together?"
"Being together doesn't mean we are a couple. We have a very pure friendship." Song Shijun said nonchalantly.
Song's mother smiled and said, "In this world, there is no pure friendship between men and women. You are just not active. If you were more active, you could be as simple as Qiqing..."
"Mom!" Song Shijun interrupted her again and said helplessly, "I know what you think, but Qiqing and I can really only be friends."
Mother Song could hear his impatience.
(End of chapter)