Yi Ran was lying on the table and covered her face with her arms, Song Yumeng grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up from the table abruptly.
Yi Ran was in a mess, and quickly turned his head over while covering his right cheek, and said angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't you see me sleeping?"
"Take your hand away, I want to see your face." Song Yumeng's tone was serious, almost commanding.
Yi Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are sick, aren't you the most annoying to see my face?"
Song Yumeng didn't care so much, she just pulled her hand away and saw her face, there was a fist-sized bruise on the right side, purple and blue, she was instinctively scared.
For a time, she felt mixed feelings, moved and worried, sour but sweet.
"Have you seen enough?" Yi Ran turned her face away again and covered the wound with her hands, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.
"Follow me." Song Yumeng was a little angry, grabbed her hand and rushed to the infirmary.
The class bell rang and the classmates had returned to the classroom. There were only two people left in the long corridor.
Yi Ran looked down at her left hand, her palm was covered by Song Yumeng's, it was soft and tender to the touch, and her skin color was not obvious.
She has held Song Yumeng many times, palms and wrists, but after all, this is the first time Song Yumeng has taken the initiative to hold her.
A warm smile bloomed on Yi Ran's lips. Seeing Song Yumeng's anxious look on her face, the smile became even more obvious, spreading all the way to the corner of her eyes.
Infirmary.
Originally, Song Yumeng wanted to find the old school doctor to help Yi Ran treat the wound, but the other person was not there, so she decided to do it herself.
"You sit down."
Yi Ran sat obediently on the wooden sofa, Song Yumeng brought disinfectant alcohol and cotton from the cupboard, grabbed the soaked cotton with tweezers and applied it to Yi Ran's face for disinfection.
Song Yumeng said while painting, "Why are you fighting for me?"
Yi Ran immediately retorted: "Who is fighting for you, think about it too much, I just don't like that person talking nonsense, and it has nothing to do with you."
Song Yumeng gave a faint "Oh" and deliberately increased the movement in her hands.
Yi Ran's facial features were all wrinkled together at once, and he screamed again and again: "Hey, can you be gentle, it hurts! Did you do it on purpose?" His expression was extremely painful but he didn't move.
"Who asked you to fight, you deserve it!" Song Yumeng replied righteously, but she was angry and worried, but she softened her heart and moved lightly.
"Then I didn't fight because of you."
"Didn't you just say that you have nothing to do with me at all?"
"I..." Yi Ran choked and lowered her head in embarrassment.
Song Yumeng felt a warm current in her heart, her heart was full, and her beating heart beat again and again, sonorously and powerfully.
After the wound was treated, Song Yumeng threw away the used cotton, stared at Yi Ran and said seriously, "Thank you."
Yi Ran raised the corner of his mouth, "It's the same sentence, thank you with sincerity."
"Then what do you want?"
"emmm, let me think about it..." Yi Ran pursed her lips and frowned, rubbing her chin and thinking seriously, after a while, she said, "Well, bring me a week's breakfast, the kind you want to make yourself, and, From now on, you are not allowed to bring breakfast to Liu Luoyang."
"You're too much!" Song Yumeng angered.
"Hey, it looks like I got this punch in vain." Yi Ran pretended to be downcast and sighed, "I shouldn't have fought with them, I should have joined their team and scolded you together!"
Song Yumeng knew that Yi Ran was doing it on purpose, but she couldn't do anything about her, she was pinched to the death.
"Okay, okay, don't pretend, just promise you."
Yi Ran stopped crying, and laughed at once, her eyes were clear, her smile was bright, her shallow nest was warm, and the fragrance of jasmine was tinged with the pungent smell of alcohol.
Song Yumeng was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly became a little crowded.
…
The next morning, Song Yumeng got up and went to work almost before dawn. She knew that Yi Ran especially liked the taste of oranges, so she replaced the cream filling in the bread with orange-flavored jam.
When she came into the classroom with the bread, Liu Luoyang happened to see it and said with a smile, "Did you give this to me? Thank you, how do you know I like this the most?"
He thought that this bread was given to him by Song Yumeng, so he confidently reached out and took it.
Yi Ran was already sitting in her seat. This scene made her feel very uncomfortable, but she didn't move. She wanted to know how Song Yumeng would deal with it.
Song Yumeng hesitated again and again, but took the bread back from Liu Luoyang's hand. Liu Luoyang looked at her in surprise.
Song Yumeng said embarrassedly: "This is not for you, if you want, then I will..."
She suddenly remembered that she had promised Yi Nail that she would never bring breakfast to Liu Luoyang in her life, but she was too embarrassed to say it outright, so she had to be perfunctory: "Uh, I'll bring it to you later when I have time?"
"Pfft." Yi Ran burst out laughing. She really didn't expect Song Yumeng to take the bread back, she thought she just gave it to Liu Luoyang.
It seems that she still remembers what she promised.
Liu Luoyang left angrily, Song Yumeng threw her breakfast on Yi Ran's desk, looking at her hippie smile, she was not angry.
"Are you happy now?"
Yi Ran smiled even more happily: "Isn't it obvious that I am happy? My face is about to crack with laughter, okay?"
"It's best if it's cracked! It hurts to death!"
Yi Ran smiled and didn't speak, picked up her breakfast, learned what she said to Liu Luoyang, and said, "Thank you, how do you know I like to eat this? You can bring it to me when you have time in the future?"
"Take your head!"
Song Yumeng was originally angry and walked away, but halfway through the road, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked back.
"Why are you back? Are you not angry anymore?" Yi Ran looked up at her and smiled.
From Song Yumeng's condescending point of view, Yi Ran's entire face can be seen very well. The bruises have disappeared a lot compared to yesterday, and they are not so scary anymore.
She took out a small box of things from her bag and threw it to Yi Ran, saying, "This is for you, remember to use it."
"What is this?" Yi Ran picked up the box and looked at its packaging, "It's a spray, I have a bottle of this in my house, and you spent dozens of dollars in vain."
Song Yumeng stretched out her hand towards her and said angrily, "Oh, forget it if you don't, then give it back to me."
Yi Ran immediately hid the spray behind and looked at Song Yumeng vigilantly, and said, "No, no, you've already given it to me, so it's mine, and there's no reason to return what you've given to others?"
The corners of Song Yumeng's mouth rose, and she left with satisfaction.
…
After this mid-term exam, Tang Xiangping rearranged his seats.
Liu Luoyang and Song Yumeng sat in the first row of the fourth group, and Xu Wish and Yi Ran sat in the second row of the fourth group.
When the seating chart appeared on the big screen, none of the four seemed to be particularly satisfied with the seat.
It's easy to accept being at the same table with Wish, but she selfishly doesn't want Song Yumeng to sit with Liu Luoyang. Song Yumeng thought so too, she was very happy to sit with Liu Luoyang, but she was not happy when she thought of Yi Ran sitting with Wishing.
Liu Luoyang didn't want to sit with Song Yumeng at all, and even if he made a wish, he didn't want them to sit together, but it was not bad to sit next to Yi Ran.
Although the four of them had opinions, they changed their seats according to the seating chart.
"Hi, my new tablemate, please take care of me." After changing seats, Xu Wish took the initiative to greet Yi Ran.
Yi Ran looked at her outstretched hand, hesitated and shook hands with her politely, "Hello."
Song Yumeng was sitting in front of Yi Ran, and she could hear their conversation clearly. She "cut" in disdain, and cursed inwardly: What is it, green tea!
Liu Luoyang, who was at the same table, wanted to pretend to say hello to Song Yumeng, but seeing her resentful expression, she lost all desire.
After the school bell rang, Song Yumeng grabbed her schoolbag and left the classroom without any hesitation. Before leaving, she hated Xu Wish and Yi Ran.
Yi Ran was at a loss, hating wishing she could understand, what was she doing to hate her? Could it be that he has provoked this eldest lady again
The street lights were always on at night, but tonight there seems to be a malfunction, the street lights are off, and the road is dark, which is a bit scary.
Yi Ran still came to the parking place at the back door of the school as usual, but when she approached her electric car, she saw Wishing standing beside the car.
"Make a wish?" Yi Ran wondered, "Why are you here?"
Wishing went over to grab Yi Ran's arm and said timidly, "It's dark outside, I'm a little scared, can you take me home?"
Yi Ran didn't know how she found her car, but because of the sympathy between her classmates, she agreed.
"Okay, then come up."
Wishing slanted on the passenger seat of the car, wrapped her arms around Yi Ran's waist, and pressed her upper body to her back.
Yi Ran was very unaccustomed to this sudden close contact, and she was a little out of breath. She had never been so close to anyone when she grew up, and she didn't like anyone being so close to her.
"Well, can you loosen it up, you're holding it too tightly, I can't ride a bike."
"Sorry." Wishing let go of her arms, which were originally tightly wrapped, but now she only hugs her in a virtual way, and her upper body no longer sticks to her back.
This time, Yi Ran felt much better, and he was able to ride the bike with ease.
Along the way, he made a wish without saying a word, except for the direction of his mouth, Yi Ran also enjoyed this silent atmosphere.
Yi Ran parked the car in front of the sidewalk and waited for the green light, and made a wish to hold her in the same posture. But what they didn't notice was that there was a black Bentley a few meters behind the car.
That was the car that picked up Song Yumeng.
Song Yumeng was sitting in the car, but he could see it all. She hugged her arm and put her right leg on her left leg, looking at the two of them, her mouth slightly hooked, a smile that was not a smile, her face had no expression but it was surprisingly scary.
Song Yumeng gave a light "ha", and Uncle Wang, who was driving, asked cautiously, "Miss, are you unhappy?"
"It's okay, Uncle Wang. Don't turn left later, you follow the electric car in front of you." Song Yumeng kept her eyes fixed on the two of them, her face was not the usual "nushan".
Although Uncle Wang didn't understand why she did this, he was a driver, so just listen to what the eldest lady said.
Yi Ran rode a bicycle and sent the wish to the street of the community.
Wishing got out of the car and said, "Thank you."
"you are welcome."
After making a wish, Yi Ran was about to leave when a Bentley came over and blocked her way.
Just when she thought the car looked familiar, Song Yumeng got out of the car, made a gesture to the driver, and the blocked car drove away, leaving Yi Ran and Song Yumeng on the side of the road.
Song Yumeng walked over generously, Yi Ran looked at her suspiciously, and watched her sit in her second seat without hesitation. Finally, she couldn't help being curious and asked, "What are you doing?"
Song Yumeng deliberately said yin and yang strangely: "What? That green tea can ride in your car, but Miss Ben can't, right?"
Yi Ran looked back at her amusingly, and Song Yumeng became even more angry: "What are you laughing at, why don't you drive me back soon!"
"Aren't you afraid of riding in my car? Are you not afraid now?"
Song Yumeng turned her face away and didn't answer, Yi Ran almost forgot that she was afraid of this if she didn't say anything. It seemed that she was overwhelmed by jealousy.
"Come down."
"What are you doing down here?"
"Don't you know when you come down?"
Song Yumeng was a little worried that Yi Ran would leave her alone and run away, but she got out of the car obediently.
Yi Ran also got out of the car, and then untied the helmet strap on her chin, took off the helmet, put it on Song Yumeng's head, and helped her fasten the strap.
Song Yumeng touched the helmet on her head, with a smile on her lips, and asked, "Why don't you put a helmet on the wish?"
"There's only one helmet, why should I give it to her?"
Song Yumeng's smile grew stronger, spreading all the way to her brows and eyes, and continued to ask, "Oh, then why did you wear it for me?"
"Oh, if you don't want it, give it back to me." Yi Ran imitated Song Yumeng's movement and stretched out her hand.
"No way!" Song Yumeng immediately took a few steps back, covered the helmet with both hands, looked at her vigilantly, and said, "I've already worn it, so there's no reason to give it back to you!"
"I lied to you." Yi Ran got into the car with a smile, turned around and said to her, "Come up quickly and take you back."
After Song Yumeng got into the co-pilot, she heard Yi Ran say, "Hold me tight."