Yi Ran spent an hour talking to Song Yumeng one question after another. Song Yumeng listened carefully and took notes next to each other. Although she was still confused, she understood the general idea.
However, she didn't understand any of the functions and conic curves that Yi Ran said, and she had never heard of them.
"Easy nerves, where did those messy conclusions you say come from?"
"Some are in the guidance books, and some are summed up by myself."
Song Yumeng rolled her eyes and boasted, "Why are you so powerful, you know everything!"
Yi Ran was a little embarrassed by her praise: "It's not that great. I just knew this knowledge earlier than you. Now that I tell you, you know it too."
Song Yumeng couldn't help nodding her head, listening carefully to her topic and taking notes.
Since she went to school, she has never studied mathematics so seriously. This is probably because she likes a person's charm, which can make her no longer dislike mathematics.
After writing the notes, Song Yumeng threw the homework on the table and lay down on the bed to concentrate on chatting with Yi Ran.
During the chat, Song Ma knocked on the door outside.
"Little Rain, can mom come in?"
Song Yumeng immediately covered her mouth and lowered the volume, and said to the other end of the phone, "My mother is here, don't hang up, I'll come back after a few words with her, soon, don't hang up!"
Yi Ran coaxed: "Fool, I'm not hanging up, you go, I'll wait for you to come back."
Song Yumeng smiled and hid her phone under the quilt, then went over to open the door.
After opening the door, Song Ma said, "Xiaoyu, mother heard you talking in the room just now. Who are you calling?"
"Yeah, I'm on the phone with Yi Nail, and she's still teaching me math problems on the phone!"
She ran to the desk and picked up her math homework, which was full of notes, and showed it to Song Ma.
"Mom, look, I wrote a lot of notes! She taught me all!"
Song Yumeng couldn't hide her thoughts at all, she especially wanted to share this joy with others, and wanted to let everyone know how good Yi Ran was to her.
Seeing her daughter's smiling face, Song's mother was also much happier and said with a smile, "Okay, then thank you Xiaoyi, it's not easy for them to give you a topic."
"I know, I know, Mom, go out quickly, don't disturb Yi Nian to give me a topic."
"Okay, then I won't disturb you."
Song Ma smiled and closed the door and left. When she went down the stairs, she was still thinking that it was a pick-up and a topic at night. The relationship between the two was really good.
Song Ma was not generally satisfied with Yi Ran.
After Song Ma left, Song Yumeng flew to the bed and took out her phone from under the quilt. She was very happy to see the chat minutes on it still beating minute by minute.
"I'm back!" She couldn't hide the joy in her eyes, "Did you miss me?"
Yi Ran pursed her lips and smiled, "Well, I miss you."
"Hee hee hee~" Song Yumeng rolled on the bed happily.
After a while, Yi Ran said again, "I will pick you up tomorrow morning?"
"Okay." Song Yumeng agreed without hesitation.
In the next few hours, the two of them talked and laughed, and the chat ended at twelve o'clock.
But Song Yumeng still felt unfulfilled.
"Yi Ran..." She called out her name softly, thinking of her very much in her heart.
Yi Ran felt her heart skip a beat, and her heart palpitated.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
"I miss you so much, and I don't want to hang up with you." Her tone was aggrieved, and tears were flashing in Song Yumeng's eyes.
"Yeah." Yi Ran calmed down the turbulence in her heart and patiently coaxed her, "Dear, I miss you too, but it's really late now." She hid under the covers and whispered, "My dad will come to the room later. , if he catches him, he will die, and he will never be able to call you again in the future."
As soon as I heard it, I couldn't make phone calls. In the middle of the night, Song Yumeng was so fragile that her tears fell directly on the pillow. She didn't dare to alarm her parents too loudly.
It made Yi Ran feel distressed.
"Why are you crying, idiot, I haven't been caught yet." She smiled softly, but she was very moved in her heart.
Song Yumeng's tone was filled with tears: "Then I won't call you, so don't get caught."
"Well, go to sleep obediently, we can meet tomorrow."
Song Yumeng said reluctantly, "Well then, good night."
"Well, good night." Yi Ran's tone was too gentle, "Go to sleep, don't cry."
"Oh, I see."
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The next morning the sky in the distance was only bright, and Song Yumeng woke up very early, just to see Yi Ran earlier.
At this time, Song Ma just prepared breakfast for her. Just after serving it on the table, she saw her daughter rushing downstairs with her schoolbag. She was afraid that she would accidentally step on the empty stairs and fall down.
After Song Yumeng came over, she said angrily, "Why are you running so fast? What if you fall down?"
"It's okay, Mom, didn't I fall down!" Song Yumeng picked up a piece of toast from the dinner plate and stuffed it into her mouth. The movement made a monkey anxious, and she choked.
She hurriedly picked up the glass of milk on the table and swallowed it, only then did the bread stuck in her throat slip into her stomach.
Seeing her abnormal appearance, Song's mother asked her suspiciously: "Xiaoyu, why do I think you have been excited since you came home yesterday? What are you excited about? Tell your mother?"
"No, Mom, it's just that Yi Nian told me last night that he was coming to pick me up for school this morning, so I'm a little happy!" As she spoke, she bowed her head and became shy, and her heart was so sweet that little bubbles appeared in her heart.
Song Ma said: "Xiaoyu, you have a good relationship with Xiaoyi. Mom is very happy, but you are bothering people to pick you up from school and give you lectures in the middle of the night. Wouldn't this be a bit bad, it's too troublesome for people right?"
However, Song Yumeng retorted: "Mom, you are just worrying about it, she won't think that I am troublesome if you are easily nervous, and she wants to stick with me!" The general said, "And she also proposed to pick me up for school in the morning. I think she won't do it if she refuses!"
Song Ma said with emotion: "I rarely see you have such a good relationship with anyone. It can be seen that you like Xiaoyi very much, and Xiaoyi is also really kind to you. Her friend is very rare, don't you? Make people angry."
"No way!"
She won't be so stupid that she gets angry and goes easy on her nerves! She will haunt her forever!
But her mother's words were only half right. Yi Ran was indeed very rare, but it was not a friend, but a girlfriend.
With a "ding" sound, Song Yumeng's cell phone rang with a special concern.
Her special concern is Yi Ran alone, and it is obvious that Yi Ran sent her a message.
Song Yumeng was so happy that her mouth couldn't close, she immediately unlocked and looked at her phone.
[are you awake? I'm at your door, come out.]
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Song Yumeng tapped the keyboard and replied in seconds.
[Come on here\(//?//)\]
After sending the message, she grabbed the schoolbag on the chair and took it to the door, leaving half of the toast she hadn't finished on the dinner plate, and she almost wore the wrong shoes.
She can't wait to meet her Yi Ran.
"Mom, I won't tell you, Yi Ning is already at the door!" She opened the door and rushed out, leaving only a back and an unclosed door.
Yi Ran leaned back against the front of the electric car and looked down at the ground. Song Yumeng was very happy when she saw her.
"Easy!"
She called out her name sweetly, then started running from far away, and finally threw herself into Yi Ran's arms, knocking Yi Ran back a few steps.
Song Ma originally wanted to close the door in the past, but when she walked to the door, she happened to see her daughter threw herself into Xiaoyi's arms not far from the door.
Song Ma was stunned.
Her daughter would actually take the initiative to hug someone and act like a spoiled child? ? ? And the expression on his face... It's completely invisible!
Her daughter hugged Yi Ran as soon as she saw it, and giggled when she mentioned Yi Ran, and the three words were inseparable from Yi Ran.
She once again lamented that the relationship between the two was not generally good, and even a little too good to be natural.
Yi Ran originally wanted to hug Song Yumeng tightly, but when Song Ma came out and saw them, she let go of Song Yumeng as soon as she was nervous, took a step back to keep a distance from her, and stood upright.
She was a little regretful and annoyed, her girlfriend Xiangxiang was soft, and she really didn't want to let go.
Song Yumeng was still wondering why Yi Ran didn't hug her, but when she turned her back, she saw her mother standing at the door looking at them, and instantly became nervous and embarrassed.
"Hello, Auntie." Yi Ran greeted her awkwardly.
"Don't be so polite." Song Ma came over and said with a smile, "Xiaoyi, have you had breakfast? I just made something, why don't you try it?"
Yi Ran hurriedly shook his head and refused: "Thank you auntie, but I've already eaten it and I can't eat it anymore."
"Oh, all right then."
At this time, Song Yumeng suddenly held Yi Ran's arm intimately and said to Song Ma, "Mom, we're leaving, you don't have to send us off."
Yi Ran felt a little guilty and wanted to pull out her hand, but Song Yumeng held her tighter. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but she always felt that the two of them were too close, and it was easy to find clues.
Song Ma said, "That's alright, let's go, and be careful on the road."
Yi Ran responded in response, turned around and picked up the safety helmet, which she habitually wanted to put on Song Yumeng, but on second thought, she just put the helmet back on to be on the safe side.
Song Yumeng found out about her small gesture, and although she was a little dissatisfied, she didn't say anything, and got into her car and hugged her waist as usual.
When Yi Ran drove the car to a stop near the school, Song Yumeng settled the bill in the autumn.
She sullenly said, "Why didn't you put on a helmet for me just now? You obviously brought the helmet over. You can honestly explain the facts and don't make excuses."
Yi Ran touched her head and explained, "Your mother was here just now. I'm afraid she'll be suspicious because we look too close."
Song Yumeng pursed her lips, "What are you afraid of, I want the whole world to know that we are in love. Although I don't plan to tell my parents about it yet, but if you want to say it, I'll do it right now. You can tell my parents."
Yi Ran coaxed patiently, "Don't be in a hurry to tell now, we'll tell you when we're romantic enough."
Song Yumeng smiled very happily, and sweetly replied the word "good".
Yi Ran touched her head and said, "Don't tell other people, so that you won't be happy when those people gossip."
"Whoever dares to gossip, Miss Ben, will go up and tear his mouth!"
"What if it's my parents? Do you want to do the same?"
Song Yumeng was discouraged at once: "Ah—then you want to break up with me?" She grabbed Yi Ran's collar tightly with both hands, and said fiercely, "I can warn you, Yi Ran, you are the most In this life, don't have the idea of wanting to get rid of me, and I advise you to cut off this dangerous idea as soon as possible!"
"Look, you're thinking nonsense again." Yi Ran looked at her dotingly.
Song Yumeng said honestly: "Then you say, what if your parents don't agree?"
Yi Ran spread his hands, "What else can I do, Boo, is it possible that I can break up with you?"
Although the tone sounded a little casual, the words deeply touched Song Yumeng's heart.
"Yi Ran..." Song Yumeng was so moved that she threw herself into her arms, wrapped her arms around her neck, looked at her with tears in her eyes, and acted like a spoiled child, "Why are you so good..."
"Why is it so easy to cry, little crying bag, are you?"
"I am!" Song Yumeng replied angrily.
Yi Ran held her in his arms with his left hand, pursed his lips and smiled, his right hand gently and gently ruffled her hair, and coaxed softly, "No matter how tired you are, you will be late, let's go."
Song Yumeng nodded obediently, left her arms and followed her to the school, holding her palm tightly, and acting like a spoiled child by her side.
"You are not allowed to leave me, and you are not allowed to like other girls, nor boys. You can only like me alone, and you can only be good to me alone. This is called the principle of preference."
"Well, it's up to you."