On the day of the concert, Song Yumeng did her makeup on purpose, and struggled at home for a long time about which clothes to wear to see Yi Ran. She picked up the clothes in the cupboard and compared them in the mirror.
After passing through a lot of clothes, the retro dark blue plaid skirt at the bottom of the press box came into her eyes. This skirt is a summer style, and it is not so cold to wear it in the twelfth lunar month of winter.
But Song Yumeng was thinking carefully.
She thought, it's so cold outside, if she wears a short skirt and bares her legs, Yi Nerve will definitely feel distressed, right
The wind in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month is not ordinary, but she put on this short skirt despite the biting cold and anticipation, and looked at it in front of the mirror, and she was already waiting for Yi Ran's expression in her brain.
Not surprisingly, she thought, when Yi Nian saw her wearing a short skirt and came out, she must be angry and worried, and would call her stupid in various ways, then took off her clothes and forcibly put it on her, and used domineering The tone of voice is "dress well, don't take it off."
Thinking about it, Song Yumeng in the mirror couldn't help showing a shy smile.
However, it backfired.
Before she walked out of the room wearing this dress, Yi Ran sent a QQ message.
[It's cold outside, so dress warmly.]
[Just now I saw a woman in a miniskirt in the community, tsk tsk tsk, do you think this person is sick? It's not cold in winter.]
After reading these two pieces of news, it seemed that a basin of cold water had quenched the expectations in her heart, and Song Yumeng couldn't be happy all of a sudden. Isn't Yi Nerve saying that she is sick in disguise!
It's obvious that she doesn't understand the style!
Song Yumeng replied "Oh" to her, followed by three exclamation marks and two rows of death smiles. It was hard not to see that she was angry.
[Oh! ! ! death smile xn]
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[Seriously, are you angry? Did I say something wrong? (Super innocent expression.jpg)]
[No.]
She also added a full stop in detail, but Yi Ran couldn't hear her tone and didn't care about the full stop.
[That's good.]
[Can you come out quickly, my feet are numb from squatting at the gate of the community, it's very cold.]
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How could Yi Ran know that just because of her "that's good", Song Yumeng became sullen in the room.
"How good you are! Big idiot!"
The poor mobile phone was still on the bed by her hand. She sat quietly beside the bed for a while, then changed her short skirt and put on a pair of black tights.
The guy who doesn't understand the style, she doesn't want to wear a short skirt for her in the cold wind.
On the other side, Yi Ran, who didn't know that he had offended the eldest young lady, was still pitifully squatting at the gate of the community to wait for her, shrugging her neck and putting her hands in her hands, her face was hurt by the cold wind, and her feet were numb.
Fortunately, after she sneezed, she finally saw Song Yumeng come out.
When Song Yumeng came to her, she said, "How can you be so dawdling? I've been waiting for you until your feet are numb, and you don't think about my feelings too much, right?"
While talking, Yi Ran stomped her numb feet to allow the blood to flow back, during which she looked at Song Yumeng from beginning to end, nodded her head in satisfaction, and said, "It's quite thick, so it shouldn't be frozen. ."
Song Yumeng became a little temperamental: "Did you just notice that I was wearing thick clothes?" She tilted her face deliberately, for fear that Yi Ran could not see anything.
"Uh, then what else should I pay attention to?" Yi Ran stared at her blushing face, as if she understood her suggestion, "So you're wearing makeup, no wonder you've been at home for so long."
She put on make-up specifically to meet her, but this person said "no wonder I've been dawdling at home for so long", Song Yumeng immediately became unhappy.
However, what was even more irritating was that Yi Ran added, "Actually, I think it's better not to wear makeup if you wear it. I still prefer you without makeup, how good-looking."
It's okay not to say, Song Yumeng is really angry now. She spent so much time at home doing makeup to want Yi Ran to praise her for her good looks, but she didn't say anything at all and said she was not good-looking.
"I'm just happy to wear makeup, can't I?" Song Yumeng was angry and aggrieved, "Besides, I didn't show it to you, what's your opinion?"
However, Yi Ran thought it was a little funny, "Please, you came out to see me. Your makeup is not for me, but for whom? Are you yourself? But you can't see it either."
Song Yumeng was honest with her: "It's none of your business! Can't I show my idol to me?"
When the words fell, she glared at Yi Ran fiercely, motioning her to shut up and stop talking, so as not to get angry.
Yi Ran obediently shut up, thinking in her heart: Did I offend her again? ?
The two of them didn't speak all the way. Even when they were waiting at the bus stop, they stood far away, and there was room for two or three people in the middle.
A gust of cold wind came, and Song Yumeng couldn't help sneezing. It seemed that the cold wind penetrated through the seam of the clothes and got cold.
It was only then that Yi Ran realized that her entire white neck was exposed, and it was strange that the wind could not penetrate.
Yi Ran was wearing a sweater and windbreaker today, a brown scarf around her neck, and a white knitted hat on her head.
She took off her scarf and reached out and pulled Song Yumeng over when she was not paying attention. The strength was a little violent, and Song Yumeng didn't stand still and slammed into her arms.
Yi Ran's lips curled up quietly, and it was hard not to suspect that she was doing so much force on purpose.
There were only two of them waiting for the bus at this station, which gave Song Yumeng a good opportunity to vent her emotions.
"Yi Nian, what are you doing! You hurt me!" She covered her hurt nose with her two little hands, her face flushed red, and she looked extraordinarily attractive.
I don't know if it was so red with blush, or whether it was so red when I put it in Yi Ran's warm embrace.
"You said I bumped into you?" Yi Ran grinned wickedly, lowered her voice deliberately, her voice seemed magnetic and sexy, "But this lady, if I remember correctly, it seems that you took the initiative to bump into my arms, right? "
"!!!"
Song Yumeng opened her eyes wide and stared at her in a daze. The deer in her heart slammed around, and the seductive blush on her face was a little deeper because of her shyness. She was shivering from the cold wind just now, but now her whole body is hot. stand up.
Song Yumeng's reaction Yi Ran was extremely satisfied, she was stunned, and it was convenient for her to tie a scarf on her own.
Yi Ran carefully and earnestly wrapped a scarf for her, with her remaining warm body temperature on it. Song Yumeng didn't speak, but those beautiful almond eyes stared straight at Yi Ran, and she was the only one reflected in the waves.
The scarf was clearly wrapped around the neck, but it warmed the heart.
Yi Ran lifted the corners of her lips slightly and stared down at her, with only her reflected in her eyes. The unnatural tender red on Song Yumeng's face was so attractive that she couldn't help but want to kiss her.
At this moment, she had only this thought in her whole body.
Unexpectedly, she bowed her head.
Song Yumeng took a breath, her pupils suddenly dilated, she seemed to realize something, but did not act.
But when his lips were about to touch his face, the bus came, and a whistle cut through the ambiguous and delicate atmosphere.
Yi Ran reacted very quickly and raised his head to look at the bus, pointed at it, and pretended to be calm: "The bus is here, let's go."
But her voice was trembling slightly, which already revealed the nervousness in her heart.
Song Yumeng gave a "um" and followed her to vote and got into the car, but she was rather annoyed and disappointed: it would be better if the car came later.
The two were sitting in the back of the bus, sitting together, but no one paid any attention to the other, Yi Ran kept her head up and looked out the window, while Song Yumeng was absent-mindedly staring at the car. Small TV to watch.
The atmosphere was so weird.
But such a strange atmosphere was broken to pieces at Han Fan's concert.
The atmosphere at the concert continued to be high, the fans sang enthusiastically, cheers and applause continued, the heat was in full swing, and it was difficult to feel depressed.
The two of them have forgotten their previous embarrassment in such an atmosphere, and they don't know who took the initiative first. They even held hands, holding both hands tightly together, their cheeks hanging from the lack of oxygen in the room. rosy.
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After the concert, the audience left.
The hands of the two were still held together, and for several hours, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the palms of both sides, and it was also stained with the other's sweat.
Song Yumeng quickly got up and Yi Ran took a step. She stood and Yi Ran was sitting, her eyes on the holding hands at the same time.
Both of them were embarrassed and embarrassed. They looked at each other and smiled, tacitly letting go of each other's hands.
From the gym all the way to the station outside, the two talked almost freely and talked about everything, and they were sincere and passionate about each other.
The bus stop to go back is right in front, but there is a man and a woman standing next to the station sign. The boy hugs the girl in his arms, like a living couple.
These two people are so familiar to them that they can't be more familiar with each other, but it's not just Wish and Liu Luoyang.
Yi Ran wasn't interested in whether the two of them were together. She only cared about Song Yumeng's feelings.
She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Song Yumeng from the corner of her eye. Seeing that she was clearly looking in the direction of Xu and Liu, but there was no expression on her face, as if she didn't see it. Hold the grievance secretly in your heart.
She shook her shoulders gently and said softly, "Are you all right?"
Song Yumeng tilted her head to look at her, and replied plainly, "What can I do? Are you in trouble?"
Yi Ran spread her hands and said, "I'm just afraid that you will be sad because of the two of them again." She watched Liu Luoyang take off her clothes to make a wish, and said with emotion, "They should be together."
"Let's be together, if it's true, then I'll bless them." His tone was calm like a pool of stagnant water that could not cause any waves, and his heart was just as calm.
Yi Ran seemed to have heard a big joke, and asked in surprise, "Am I right? You actually said you wanted to bless them? But don't you hate making wishes and contacting Liu Luoyang the most?"
"That was good before!"
"What about now?" Yi Ran was very concerned about this.
"Now..." She thought about it for a while, and said in a succinct manner, "Now I think he's happy, it really doesn't matter who you are with."
Seeing the two people at the opposite station leaving in the car, Song Yumeng smiled relieved.
Yi Ran looked in his eyes and asked, "Then you don't like Liu Luoyang, right?"
"probably."
"Probably?" She suddenly became nervous. "What is it? Don't you all bless others, that's why you don't like it?"
Song Yumeng felt that she was really stupid: "Please! How can I figure out such complicated and mysterious things? Do you have to worry about these details?"
"Okay, I'm not worried anymore."
She thought that Song Yumeng's mouth should probably be 100%.
Realizing this, her mood suddenly brightened, the clouds and mist in the sky dispersed, and the sun poured down, imprinting on her warm smile.
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