Shi Ran smiled slightly and gently stroked his hair. The black hair was messed up in her hands, but Song Sichen did not look unhappy at all.
"Yeah." Song Sichen understood what Shi Ran meant and replied with a faint smile on his face. "I'll be back."
"Okay, I should go back too."
Shi Ran began to wave slightly to Song Sichen, then left.
Suddenly I remembered something and looked back.
Song Sichen was still standing there looking at Shi Ran's back.
She stopped, several dozen meters away from Song Sichen, and asked, "Song Sichen, you haven't forgotten what day tomorrow is, have you?"
"I haven't forgotten."
"Don't be late tomorrow."
Song Sichen, who was traveling, couldn't have come back today for no reason.
Shi Ran had a feeling that he had come back to attend her eighteenth birthday party.
Sure enough, Song Sichen narrowed his eyes and smiled again.
"Shi Ran, see you at the banquet tomorrow."
Shi Ran waved again and turned around, his wrist aching slightly.
This was the reason why I hit Song Sichen's arm when I hit him with my bag not long ago.
"Is the body so hard? Is it made of stone?"
Shi Ran said as he left while rubbing his wrist.
Fu Chong, who was not far away, almost doubted his eyes.
"Could it be that there is something wrong with my eyes?"
He muttered to himself and rubbed his eyes, but the scene he saw did not change.
"Is Song Sichen... smiling?" He suspected there was something wrong with his eyes. "We've been friends for so many years, and I never knew Song Sichen could actually smile. I thought he had facial paralysis? No! There must be something wrong with my eyes!"
He would rather think that Song Sichen was a person who could not laugh, and that there was something wrong with his eyes just now, than to admit that he could laugh, especially at a woman.
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