The two were neighbors, and it was raining so hard, so Song Yumeng naturally let Yi Ran go back with her in her car.

In the warm car, Song Yumeng saw that Yi Ran was very wet, and she touched her wet clothes and asked anxiously: "You are all wet from the rain, are you cold? Will you catch a cold?"

She hurriedly said to Uncle Wang who was driving: "Uncle Wang, please turn up the heater."

Uncle Wang did not dare to neglect it, and immediately turned up the heater.

Yi Ran saw her worrying about him, and suddenly felt that the rain was worth it!

"Don't worry, I'm not cold. I'm in good health and won't catch a cold." She comforted him.

"You'd better not! If I don't see you at school on Monday morning, I will, I will..."

"What?" Yi Ran asked with a smile.

"Otherwise, I will never talk to you again!" Song Yumeng warned in a coquettish tone.

"Don't worry, I won't give you this opportunity." A deep smile accumulated in Yi Ran's eyes.

"Humph, that's the best!"

Uncle Wang, a middle-aged man in his forties, felt like he had eaten dog food after hearing the conversation between the two. He couldn't help but sigh that the relationship between the two was really good.

When they arrived at the destination, the rain had stopped, and the sky washed by the rain was particularly blue and pure.

When Yi Ran got off the car, Song Yumeng grabbed her wet coat and said shyly: "Give me the coat, I will wash it and give it back to you."

Yi Ran agreed immediately: "Okay, then I have one less piece of clothing to wash."

"Thank you... today." Even though she said thank you many times, she still felt very embarrassed.

"See you on Monday, you must not be late!"

Yi Ran agreed with a smile, saying in a doting tone: "Okay, see you on Monday, I won't be late."

After Song Yumeng got home, the first thing she did was to take a shower and change into clean clothes, and the second thing she did was to wash clothes.

To wash her own clothes, she just threw them into the washing machine, but to wash Yi Ran's coat, she washed it by hand. She soaked it, applied detergent, and rubbed it by hand, step by step. She had never washed clothes so seriously before.

Seeing that the clothes she washed by hand were unfamiliar, Song's mother asked: "My dear daughter, is this your clothes? Why don't I remember you having this clothes?"

"Mom, this is Yi Ran's clothes. It rained today and I didn't bring an umbrella, so she held the coat and sent me back." When she said this, Song Yumeng had a sweet smile on her face. She was very happy whenever she recalled that scene.

"Oh, it was Xiao Yi who sent you back. That kid is so kind and treats you well." Song's mother had a better impression of Yi Ran.

Song Yumeng couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Of course Yi Shenjing treats her well!

"But Xiaoyu, he treats you well, so you have to treat him well too, understand?"

"I know, mom, that's why I help him wash clothes." She said, "Okay, mom, you can go out quickly, I haven't finished washing Yi Shenjing's clothes yet!"

After Song's mother left, she continued to scrub and wash, and only stopped after washing over and over again many times. She looked at the coat in her hand with satisfaction and couldn't help but smell it.

It smelled the same as her clothes! Song Yumeng was happy and a little shy. To round it off, wasn't it that Yi Shenjing had her smell on him?

...

After returning to school on the weekend afternoon, Song Yumeng returned the washed coat to Yi Ran.

"Here."

Yi Ran took the coat and smelled it, then teased with a smile: "How much detergent did you use? My clothes are all full of your smell."

Song Yumeng blushed and her heart beat fast, and she said coquettishly: "What are you doing! I washed your clothes for you, but you are not happy, right? If you are not satisfied, go back and wash them again!"

Yi Ran saw that she was really holding her breath and thought it was particularly cute.

"You misunderstood, what I meant was that you smell very good, and I quite like my clothes to have your smell." Yi Ran's tone was frivolous and ambiguous, and Song Yumeng's rosy face was reflected in his clear and bright eyes.

The air instantly turned charming pink, separating the two from the other people in the classroom, forming a separate picture.

Liu Luoyang, who came to return the umbrella, saw the two people staring at each other in silence. He felt that the atmosphere was a little strange and broke the atmosphere himself.

"Thank you for your umbrella that day." He handed the umbrella to Song Yumeng and smiled charmingly.

But Song Yumeng felt that his smile was particularly dazzling at the moment, or rather, he was particularly abrupt as a whole. He should not be in this picture.

"No need to thank me, I'll give you this umbrella." Her tone was flat, and the polite smile on her face was so distant. She didn't want this umbrella at all.

Liu Luoyang was stunned for a few seconds, and left with the umbrella in annoyance.

Yi Ran, who watched the whole thing silently, smiled and joked: "Why did you give him the umbrella? What a waste."

"Huh, I have plenty of money, I don't care!"

"So rich? Then why don't you raise me?"

"Dream on! A dog will be more obedient than you, right?"

In the distance, Liu Luoyang looked at the two of them thoughtfully, with an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

However, this crisis was only a moment, he didn't believe that Song Yumeng, who loved him to death, would suddenly stop liking him.

Liu Luoyang smiled: It seems that I have to give her some motivation.

...

After a class, Liu Luoyang whispered in Song Yumeng's ear with a gentle and magnetic voice: "Can you bring me breakfast tomorrow morning?"

Song Yumeng was just trying to catch up on her sleep, but Liu Luoyang's whispering in her ear woke her up from her sleepiness. She was half frightened and half found it unbelievable.

She stared at Liu Luoyang blankly. Liu Luoyang thought she disagreed, so he put his hands together and said in a coquettish tone: "Please, please, I think the bread you brought is really delicious!"

"Uh... OK." Song Yumeng was a little reluctant, but she still agreed softly.

Yi Ran was busy doing his math homework, but he didn't miss a word of their conversation. When she heard Song Yumeng's agreement, her brows knitted together, and she felt angry.

On the other hand, Liu Luoyang smiled his signature smile, "Thank you, Song Yumeng."

"Nothing." Song Yumeng smiled uncomfortably, but she was panicking for no reason.

She and Yi Shenjing had agreed not to bring breakfast, so if she gave it to Liu Luoyang in the evening, it shouldn't be considered a violation of their agreement, right? ? ?

Okay, she admitted that she was just being picky.

Song Yumeng turned her upper body and pretended to be looking for something in her schoolbag, but she was actually secretly observing what Yi Ran was doing.

She saw Yi Ran was concentrating on a math problem, and she felt relieved. Although his expression was not very good, she could understand that Yi Ran was troubled by the math problem.

But at this moment, Liu Luoyang said again: "By the way, I have a basketball game with the class next door tomorrow afternoon. Will you come to watch it?"

"Uh... let's watch it then." Song Yumeng felt a little reluctant in her heart. She thought she had refused very tactfully.

"Don't watch it then. Will you come?" His eyes flickered, making it difficult to refuse.

"Okay then." Song Yumeng still didn't have the nerve to refuse.

If Liu Luoyang had invited her to watch a game in the past, she would have been crazy happy, but now she didn't feel much, and even had some resistance. And her first reaction was whether Yi Shenjing would be angry if he knew.

Song Yumeng turned around calmly to observe Yi Ran's reaction, but Yi Ran had fallen asleep on the table without knowing when, wearing a hat and resting his head on his arms. He was the only one in the class who took a nap so early.

Song Yumeng always felt that she knew something, and she felt flustered for no reason. She already regretted agreeing to Liu Luoyang.

Yi Ran had a stern face all day long. This face no longer had the usual smile and sunshine. It was covered with dark clouds, and it was obvious at a glance that she was in a bad mood.

When the school bell rang in the evening, other students in the classroom were still packing up, but Yi Ran walked out of the door directly with his schoolbag. His movements were so quick that he was the first student in the class and even the whole school to leave the school.

Song Yumeng was now more certain that she had heard their conversation, and her panic and regret deepened.

After returning home, Song's mother saw that her daughter seemed to be in a bad mood, and asked with some concern: "What's wrong, daughter, are you unhappy? Were you bullied at school?"

"Did that boy treat you badly again?" Song's father's face suddenly sank.

That boy naturally refers to Liu Luoyang. Song's father's prejudice against him is extraordinary.

"Dad, Mom, it has nothing to do with him, I'm fine." Song Yumeng was a little absent-minded, "I'll go back to my room first."

She disappeared into the room on the second floor, her back looked a little lonely.

Room.

After a while of struggling with the phone, Song Yumeng still opened the chat interface with Yi Ran.

[What's wrong with you today? Why do you have a stern face all day? Who provokes you? ]

After sending the message, Song Yumeng held the phone and waited for her reply, feeling anxious.

About ten minutes later, Yi Ran replied to her message.

[I'm not angry, you're just overthinking.]

These few words have revealed her emotions very clearly. Song Yumeng knew that she was angry with her, but she didn't know what to say in reply. In the end, she just sent an "oh".

When Yi Ran saw this "oh", he became even more irritated, and even felt aggrieved and disappointed.

[No more talking, I'm going to sleep.]

Song Yumeng stared at the screen while holding her phone. She felt aggrieved too. Her eyes were sore, and she almost held back her tears as she typed the words "good night".

She was expecting to receive a good night from Yi Ran, but she didn't receive this joke message after holding her phone for more than half an hour.

Some string was touched, and she burst into tears all of a sudden. Crystal clear tears flowed down her face onto the screen of her mobile phone. Her small nose twitched as she sobbed. She felt aggrieved, but she didn't dare cry too loudly to disturb her parents outside.

She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand. Last time she cried, Yi Ran comforted her and wiped her tears, but this time she irritated Yi Shenjing and he ignored her.

The more Song Yumeng wiped her tears, the more aggrieved she felt.

But what she didn't know was that Yi Ran was not asleep, and he ignored her on purpose. She was also suffering physically and mentally, and felt very uncomfortable.

The next day, the relationship between the two was like that of strangers. An invisible barrier stood between them. No one spoke to the other, but they were secretly paying attention to each other all the time.

After the morning self-study, the students still had to hand in their homework.

"Homework." Yi Ran stood in front of Song Yumeng's desk, his tone was too cold and distant.

Song Yumeng felt a sense of sadness in her heart, sniffed and whispered, "I didn't do it." She didn't dare to look directly at her indifferent expression.

Yi Ran said nothing, without any expression, and wrote her name on the sticky note.

Song Yumeng said somewhat humiliatedly, "Can you not write down my name?"

Yi Ran still said nothing, ignored her, and crossed out her name on the sticky note.

But this made Song Yumeng feel even more wronged and wanted to cry. It didn't matter whether Yi Ran remembered her name or not, because she didn't care about this at all, she only cared about Yi Ran's attitude towards her.

Song Yumeng couldn't bear this overwhelming grievance and sadness anymore, bit her lower lip lightly, raised her head and looked at Yi Ran, her eyes full of determination.

She knew why Yi Ran was angry, and she made a decision.

While Liu Luoyang was away, she took Yi Ran's hand and walked to the empty classroom next door, with the other hand holding the bread in her pocket.

Yi Ran seemed to have guessed what she was going to do, but he asked knowingly: "Why did you pull me here?" His tone was much gentler than before.

Song Yumeng stuffed the bread into Yi Ran's arms and said aggrievedly: "I gave you the bread, can you stop being angry with me?" After saying that, she lowered her head, really like the kind of girlfriend who is still sulking but still has to patiently make the other person happy.

Yi Ran suddenly laughed like the sky cleared up after the rain, gently stroked her head, and coaxed: "Don't be aggrieved anymore, I'm not angry with you anymore, okay?" There was a tenderness in her eyes, and her love was about to overflow.

"I'm not wronged!" Song Yumeng pushed her away and argued softly.

"Look at you, you're being stubborn again."

Song Yumeng lowered her head and said nothing, her face flushed.

Yi Ran weighed the bread in his hand and said, "If I remember correctly, you were going to give this bread to Liu Luoyang, so you gave me the bread, so what should he do?"

Song Yumeng lowered her head and whispered, "I don't know, just say you forgot."

"What about the basketball game this afternoon?"

"Just don't watch it..."

The gloom in Yi Ran's heart completely dissipated, and a sunny smile reappeared on her face.

"That's right." She couldn't help but touch her head, tear open the bag of bread, bite half in her mouth, and give her the other half, "Here, eat it." "

No, I don't want to eat it."

Yi Ran said casually, "It doesn't matter if you don't want it, then I can only give it to my deskmate."

"You dare!!!" Song Yumeng glared at her, and immediately snatched the half of the bread from her hand and swallowed it into her mouth, and both sides of her cheeks bulged.

Yi Ran thought that Song Yumeng was like a squirrel eating, which was a bit cute. What should I do?

The author has something to say: Our eldest lady immediately stopped liking the scumbag