"Thank you." Song Yumeng muttered softly with her wet eyes down.
Yi Ran wanted to touch her head very much. She had already stretched out her hand halfway, but she finally took it back and held it back. She smiled and said, "Thanks should be sincere."
Song Yumeng raised her head and glanced at Yi Ran with wide, clean, wet eyes, then lowered her head again, bit her lower lip lightly, and looked at the bread in her hands for a long time, and finally raised her head again, making up her mind.
"Then, this is for you." Song Yumeng stretched out her hands and handed her the bread.
Yi Ran was stunned for a moment, then took the bread.
"You give me something that others don't want, is it also called sincerity?" Yi Ran pushed her forehead with her index finger and teased, "You are too perfunctory for me, right?"
Song Yumeng turned her head away, "Forget it if you don't."
"I didn't say no."
Yi Ran's action of hiding the bread behind her made Song Yumeng glance out of the corner of her eye, her heart gradually returned to warmth, and there was a vague sense of joy on her lips.
The day in November is not particularly cold, and 7:30 is the time when the thin sun erupts. The panoramic view can be seen from the rooftop. The thin sun is scattered on the rooftop, and the cool autumn wind blows through the ends of the hair.
Yi Ran lay on the railing and took a bite of the bread, and the rich milky aroma suddenly filled his mouth. She said, "This bread is delicious, where did you buy it?"
Song Yumeng bowed her head and said a little embarrassedly, "I made this myself."
Yi Ran chewed the bread for a while, feeling a little inexplicable in his heart, as sour as drinking a big bowl of vinegar, and slandered in his heart: Why is Liu Luoyang so good, is it worth you to do this for him
"Stupid or not, is it worth it for you to do this? Did he take your kindness?"
Song Yumeng lowered her head even further, embarrassed.
Yi Ran forced a smile, half joking and half serious: "Seriously, you might as well bring me breakfast every day. At least I won't reject your kindness. I can't resist such delicious bread?"
Song Yumeng still didn't speak, and Yi Ran said again: "Hey, I'm serious, why don't you bring breakfast to Liu Luoyang in the future, can you bring it to me?"
At this time Song Yumeng finally spoke: "No, who wants to bring you breakfast?" The tone became arrogant again, completely different from Song Yumeng who was crying before, "You are lucky today, Otherwise you won't be able to eat the bread I make."
Yi Ran smiled, "I'm really lucky, otherwise I'd be hungry today."
"Hmph! It's good if you know, thank me soon." Song Yumeng felt more than a little bit better.
"Then thanks for the egg, how are you?"
Song Yumeng looked at her angrily, "Hey! Do you have someone to thank you so much?"
"Huh? Didn't you cry just now, why are you so happy when you see me?" Yi Ran touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "It is said on the Internet that if someone laughs when they see you, that person is either a fool or likes you. …”
In the end, Yi Ran changed her words and her eyes lit up.
"Hey, don't you like me?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Yumeng's face flushed red, her heartbeat was fast, and her reaction was not normal. She raised her fist and chased after Yi Ran to hit her.
"Who likes you!!! It's sick and easy to get nervous!!!"
The two of you were tired of chasing me and running away, so they both lay on the railing and chatted casually.
Yi Ran said, "It's a courtesy, and I'll invite you to breakfast tomorrow too."
"Hmph, you still have a conscience. If Miss Ben is not satisfied with tomorrow's breakfast, it doesn't count."
"There is a breakfast shop opposite the school. It tastes very good. You will be satisfied."
Song Yumeng deliberately choked her: "It's not necessarily what you bought."
"Death and arrogant." Yi Ran whispered.
"What did you say?" I don't know if Song Yumeng heard it or not, but she kept her eyes fixed on Yi Ran anyway.
"Cough, it's nothing, you heard it wrong."
The next morning, Yi Ran fulfilled his promise and went to the breakfast shop across from the school to buy breakfast.
But while queuing, Yi Ran heard a bunch of people talking bad about Song Yumeng at the table next to her.
The four women and a bastard with dyed yellow hair, and the woman who spoke, Yi Ran, felt a little familiar, she was the woman in white from KFC yesterday.
After Huang Mao heard the accusation of the woman in white, she said with a fierce expression: "Isn't she a woman, you are afraid of a hammer, I will find someone to kill her!"
The four girls applauded, and even discussed various ways to get revenge on Song Yumeng, and said a lot of black material that someone made up to frame Song Yumeng.
Yi Ran listened to everything, Song Yumeng was slandered by these people, her heart was furious, and she clenched her fists.
She gave up the line, walked over and knocked on the table a few times with the back of her fist, and said sternly, "I think you have misunderstood Song Yumeng. It's just groundless."
Yi Ran's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and her eyes were fixed on the girl in white. For a while, the four girls at the table were a little frightened and looked at Yi Ran timidly.
However, Huang Mao was daring and ill-tempered. Taking advantage of Yi Ran's inattentiveness, he impatiently said "hello" to her, and then punched her directly in the face.
He was punched without any precautions, Yi Ran's center of gravity was unstable, the whole person turned to the left more than 90 degrees and fell to the ground, not only did his arms not want to hold the table to stabilize the center of gravity, but instead swept the breakfast on it. fall to the ground.
The right side of Yi Ran's face was immediately swollen, and the breakfast fell to the ground with a "crashing" sound, and it was a mess.
Several girls were dumbfounded, and they were all scared because of the big trouble.
But Huang Mao disagreed, and even mocked Yi Ran: "Let you mind your own business."
Originally, Yi Ran just wanted to come over and warn them not to talk nonsense, but she didn't want to do anything, but in this way, she was completely provoked, she stood up neatly, clenched her fists, and punched Huang Mao in return.
Huang Mao was also knocked to the ground, covering his face and mourning, but Yi Ran didn't let him go and continued to beat and kick him.
A few girls had already run away, but it was the shopkeeper who took action to pull the furious Yi Ran away.
…
"tick tock..."
The clock on the wall was beating minute by minute. Song Yumeng had been waiting in the classroom for a long time, but Yi Ran had never been seen.
With her elbows on the desk and her chin on her hands, she turned her head to look at the vacant seat by the window in the last row after the second hand made another turn, feeling a little emptiness in her heart.
Why hasn't Yi Nian come yet? Song Yumeng sighed and thought coldly.
At the last minute of being late, Yi Ran finally entered the classroom through the back door, wearing a hat, bowing her head, and carrying her breakfast.
Song Yumeng was delighted in her heart, but her face remained astonished, and she deliberately said, "Yi Nerve, why are you here so late today, you will be late for the fight in one minute, do you want to starve Miss Ben to death? ?"
She didn't notice the bruise on Yi Ran's face.
Yi Ran buried her head and ignored her, only whispered "your breakfast", put the breakfast on her desk, and hurried back to her seat.
She didn't want Song Yumeng to see the bruise.
Song Yumeng looked at the figure of Yi Ran leaving, and then looked at the breakfast she left on the table, a trace of unease flashed in her heart, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she always felt that today's Yi Ran was abnormal.
Yi Ran wore a hat throughout the morning self-study. Usually, Song Yumeng could see her delicate profile when she tilted her head, but now she can't see her face clearly.
Song Yumeng felt a little troubled in her heart. After her self-study in the morning, she wanted to ask what was wrong with this person, but Yi Ran fell asleep on the table without any hesitation.
She stopped in her footsteps, and was embarrassed to disturb Yi Ran's rest.
Song Yumeng had no choice but to go to the corridor to eat the breakfast Yi Ran bought for herself. It was delicious, but she had no appetite for some reason. She was thinking about why Yi Ran was so abnormal today.
There were a lot of students who came to have breakfast at the railing in the corridor, and there happened to be two gossip girls who talked about Yi Ran's fight with someone this morning.
"Have you heard that this morning, Yi Ran from the next class had a fight with that yellow-haired gangster. It was a fierce fight."
"Ah, no, why did Yi Ran fight with him?"
"You may not believe it when you say it, as if it's because..."
Hearing the words "Yi Ran fights", Song Yumeng instantly became nervous. She didn't hold back for a while, she rushed up and grabbed the girl's collar, and said anxiously, "What?! You said that Yi Nian fought with someone else. ?why?"
"Because because..." The girl stammered when she was nervous, hesitating for a long time without saying anything.
Song Yumeng was almost dying: "Why?! You said it! I won't eat you!"
The girl's nerves were tense, and she said word by word: "It seems that because a little gangster said bad things about you, that's why Yi Ran..."
At this time, Song Yumeng's expression was already ugly, and the girl immediately said, "I also heard what others said, don't hit us!"
Another girl quickly echoed: "Yeah, we also listened to others! You must not..."
Before the words were finished, Song Yumeng ran away, not even wanting the breakfast on the windowsill. She finally understood why Yi Ran was so abnormal this morning, it was because of her own fight.
"Idiot!" Song Yumeng scolded Yi Ran for being stupid on the way, her tone was a little crying, her nose was sore, and her eyes were slightly moist.
She was about to cry.
She didn't know whether she was more moved or more self-blame at the moment, but what was certain was that she was very worried about Yi Ran now, her heart was beating up and down, hitting her heart all at once.
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