Yi Ran and Song Yumeng were in a relationship, and the explosive news at noon almost became a gossip passed down from person to person after the nap.
Liu Luoyang happened to hear it too.
He sneered. To be honest, he really didn't believe it was true. Could it be possible that Song Yumeng, who had been in love with him for five years, would suddenly lose his love? The subject is still a girl, which is ridiculous, isn't it
Liu Luoyang felt that this must be Song Yumeng's lustful trick, the purpose was to make himself jealous and fall in love with her.
Okay, anyway, now he has broken up with Wishing. Since Song Yumeng is so well-intentioned, why not respond
Anyway, it's not the first time I've been hanging around with her, and by the way, I can make a wish so that she can change her mind. It's like killing two birds with one stone.
The little abacus in Liu Luoyang's heart was playing very well.
In the past, if he made Song Yumeng cry and make her angry, as long as he bought something to coax her, and apologized to her with a better attitude, nothing would happen. Song Yumeng would still treat him the same the next day.
This time Liu Luoyang thought the same way, so he also bought a box of strawberry-flavored sweet milk from the canteen.
During the break between classes, Liu Luoyang took the box of milk with a clear goal, walked to the last row, and put it on Song Yumeng's table.
Yi Ran was originally telling a funny joke to Song Yumeng, and the two were laughing all the time, but when Liu Luoyang came over, the smile was fleeting.
She stared blankly at Liu Luoyang, her eyes not friendly or even vigilant. As soon as she saw the sly and pleasing smile on his face, she knew that his scumbag fishing drama was about to be staged again.
I feel very uncomfortable.
And Song Yumeng didn't even notice that Liu Luoyang was behind her, if she hadn't seen Yi Ran's expression was wrong.
"What are you doing here? Is there something wrong?" She looked at him with a particularly cold and distant tone, which was completely different from the past.
Such a gap made Liu Luoyang feel very uncomfortable, but he still laughed: "I bought you a box of sweet milk, can you try it?"
Song Yumeng glanced at the sweet milk on the table, and said lightly, "Oh, I'll trouble you, but I don't like sweet milk, so you should give it to others."
Liu Luoyang put away his expression and asked patiently, "Are you still angry with me, so you don't come to me these days, did you do it on purpose?"
Yi Ran had already turned his head to the side so as not to disturb them, but after hearing Liu Luoyang's words, the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back a hint of mockery. She thought to herself that this person is not an ordinary self-indulgent, and that if he doesn't like it, he can make up his mind into lust.
Song Yumeng also thought his remarks were ridiculous, and said impatiently, "I think you may have misunderstood something. It's not because I didn't come to you because I didn't like you for a long time."
"Yes, maybe I really liked you at first, but it was only in the past. And now, I can tell you very clearly, I don't like you, not at all, and you don't think that I am with you anymore. What kind of lust are you playing, and don't take me as your spare tire."
Song Yumeng spoke very seriously, not joking at all. No matter how confident Liu Luoyang is that Song Yumeng loves him to the death, at this moment he understands that she really has come out.
Liu Luoyang was embarrassed and embarrassed, and walked away, taking the bottle of milk with him when he left.
Taking advantage of Liu Luoyang's work, Yi Ran secretly glanced at her drawer. Coincidentally, she also bought a box of sweet milk, which also happened to be strawberry flavored.
Originally, she planned to give this carton of milk to Song Yumeng, but why did she forget that her girlfriend didn't like sweets, it seemed that the plan was in vain.
"Ah..." Yi Ran sighed at the milk in the drawer.
As a result, Song Yumeng just happened to listen.
"What are you looking at?" The tone suddenly became lively and cute.
Song Yumeng slammed her head closer, Yi Ran sat forward a little, and blocked the drawer with her body.
"It's nothing." Yi Ran was inexplicably guilty and embarrassed, and didn't really want to tell her that she was looking at the box of milk.
But Song Yumeng immediately saw that she was lying. Why didn't you tell her girlfriend what you were looking at? She was a little sullen and muttered, "You lie, I clearly saw you looking at the drawer. Is there anything in the drawer that I can't look at!"
When Yi Ran was thinking about how to dispel her suspicions, Song Yumeng directly stretched out her hand from Yi Ran's abdomen and forced it into the drawer, and suddenly bumped into the carton of milk.
She grabbed the milk and took it out, and Yi Ran suddenly became embarrassed.
"Look, they said nothing, just a box of milk."
"Why didn't I see you buying this box of milk?"
"I just bought it at the canteen in the morning, and I haven't put it in the drawer."
"Why don't you drink it? You bought it for me?"
Yi Ran suddenly stopped talking, smirked and turned his face away.
Song Yumeng looked at the box of strawberry-flavored sweet milk in her hand, and at her girlfriend's blushing face, she suddenly understood everything, and the whole person was filled with joy that could not be hidden.
She shook Yi Ran's shoulders and said with a bright smile: "Oh, if you want to give it to me, give it to me generously, so you will be shy too."
She hadn't seen Yi Ran's shy look for a long time, and couldn't help poking her red cheeks with her fingers.
Her face was soft, her fingertips were lingering with warmth, and it sank with a poke, as cute as the small dimples on both sides of her cheeks.
Yi Ran grabbed the little hand that was poking mischievously on his face and said, "But didn't you just say that you don't like sweet milk?"
Song Yumeng thought she was really cute and silly.
"Then I said I didn't like it, didn't I tell Liu Luoyang? I don't want the milk he gave, I just want what you give." Song Yumeng held Yi Ran's hand softly and acted like a spoiled child, "The milk you gave me. It's sweet."
Yi Ran was more than a little bit happy, grinned and said, "The milk I give is sweet? Can I praise you for your double standard?"
"Are you complimenting others? I'm just giving you one person's preference." The tone rose, Song Yumeng raised her chin proudly.
The disgust on the front table of the two of them + the expression of unrequited love, God, why did the two people at the back table start killing dogs again! I really don't care about their feelings at all!
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When they came home from school at night, they had already walked to the parking space at the back door, but Song Yumeng suddenly had a thought, saying that she would carry her back home easily.
Yi Ran blinked at her, looking a little aggrieved and reluctant.
Song Yumeng held her arm and kept dangling it, but she acted cutely and coquettishly: "Aiya, just carry me back! You haven't carried me for a long time!"
"Then how about this car, I'll carry you back with me?" Yi Ran said, pointing to the parked car.
Song Yumeng was amused and laughed, "Aren't you stupid? Just let the car park here. Who would be so immoral and steal it?"
Yi Ran complained in a milky voice, "But you are really heavy. It's really tiring to carry you back so much!"
"You really hate me, don't say I'm heavy!" Song Yumeng said, "Well, if you're tired, I'll carry you. I'm thinking of you a lot, right?" She stared at her with star-like eyes. Yi Ran's face was full of anticipation.
Who can refuse this, what else can I do with my girlfriend, pamper me.
Yi Ran thought for a while and said, "That's fine, but you have to back me up first, or I won't do it!"
Song Yumeng clicked her tongue, "Okay, okay." She walked in front of her and half bent, "Come on up."
Yi Ran was tall and had long legs, and with a light jump, she landed on Song Yumeng's back. She thought that she was getting light, but Song Yumeng staggered a few steps and almost fell, and finally managed to stabilize her center of gravity and encircle Yi Ran's legs.
While walking forward slowly, Song Yumeng couldn't help complaining: "Yi Nerve, you are so heavy, you have the nerve to say that I am heavy! It's almost crushing me!"
Yi Ran giggled on her back, wrapping her arms around her neck.
"I'm heavy? I'm only a little over a hundred."
Song Yumeng lifted her up and said laboriously, "More than 100 is not too heavy, but I don't have a hundred!"
"How tall and heavy I am, how tall and heavy are you, don't you have any points in your heart?"
One sentence made Song Yumeng speechless for a moment, and she couldn't refute even if she wanted to refute it. Her height was a pain.
Because of Song Yumeng's brittle body and poor exercise, she couldn't stand it after walking for a few minutes with Yi Ran on her back.
"No, no, no, I won't carry you, I can't stand it anymore."
Yi Ran jumped off her back with a smile, and didn't forget to laugh at her, "Your back will be sore in just a few minutes, you can't do it...
"Yi Ran looked at her with a meaningful smile.
Song Yumeng understood what she was implying, and was ashamed and angry. She grabbed the schoolbag behind her back and smashed her in her hand, shouting, "Rogue!"
Yi Ran was smashed back by her schoolbag, covered her head with her hands, and complained aggrievedly: "Wow~ You are unreasonable! You can't blame me if you can't do it yourself!"
"I blame you!"
When passersby heard Song Yumeng shouting "hooligan", they thought it was a little girl who was harassed by someone with bad intentions, but when they saw it, there was some hooligan, obviously it was flirting.
The two were mad enough, and rested on their knees with their knees bent.
The bright moon is bright, the night is sultry, the figures of the two are intertwined under the dim yellow street lamp, and the sound of cicadas is mixed with the breathing of the two, the atmosphere is good.
Song Yumeng was the first to straighten up, and while Yi Ran was still bending her body, she jumped up on her back and wrapped her arms tightly around her neck.
The joy Yi Ran brought her was in her tone: "Hurry up, get up and carry me home."
Yi Ran curled her lips and smiled, her arms wrapped around her legs just around her waist, but she didn't move, instead negotiating terms badly.
"You kiss me and I'll go."
"Anyway, there's no one here, so give me a kiss."
"Really..."
Song Yumeng brushed the broken hair from Yi Ran's ear with her hand, and gently kissed her plump left earlobe.
Yi Ran didn't expect that she would kiss a place like this, her whole body trembled as if she was electrocuted, and then she walked lightly.
The earlobe that was kissed is already red
And Song Yumeng was too shy. After the kiss, she quickly buried her head on Yi Ran's shoulder, only showing her watery eyes looking around.
She noticed that the white and full earlobe was now extremely crimson. She was lying on her shoulders with joy and shyness, and her eyes were full of love for Yi Ran.
Yi Ran walked slowly and steadily. Suddenly, Song Yumeng said shyly, "Yi Ran... I really really like you." She buried her face on her back, "So when are you going to take me home..."
Yi Ran's footsteps and her breathing stopped together. She swears that she has never felt so heartbroken at that moment in her life. It was so heart-warming that every nerve and every cell was beating alive and clamoring, responding to Song Yumeng.
She really really likes her too.
Yi Ran held her breath and restarted her steps. It was no longer as smooth as before, and it was too fast.
"Right now."
The author has something to say: Come out of the closet in the next chapter (￣?￣)