In a blink of an eye, it was the end of January, and the final exam was just around the corner.

After Tang Xiangping posted the exam numbers and seat numbers, the students came to see them.

The seats were randomly arranged this time. Song Yumeng saw that her seat number was 3-6-8, and she deliberately looked for Yi Ran's seat number and found that it was 3-6-13.

She was secretly happy because she and Yi Ran were taking the exam on the same floor, but she was a little disappointed that they were no longer sitting side by side as usual.

She left the crowd and walked around to Yi Ran's seat, saying to him, "Shenjing Yi, you sit diagonally in front of me."

"We're not sitting together, tsk, what a pity." Yi Ran said, "But it doesn't matter, you always complain about sitting with me, isn't it good that you get what you want?"

Her original intention was to make her happy by joking, but Song Yumeng was not happy at all, and even a little annoyed by what Yi Ran said. She didn't want to pay attention to her, and said "oh" heavily and turned away.

Just looking at her back, you can feel that she is sulking.

Yi Ran panicked, realizing that she said something wrong, and was thinking about how to coax this young lady.

On the other side, Song Yumeng was still angry, but after she calmed down, she regretted it. She was worried that she had just given Yi Ran such a strange expression, would he be angry and ignore her?

After thinking about it carefully, she felt that Yi Ran was right. She really disliked sitting with her before, so why did he want to sit with her this time?

After lunch, she returned to the classroom and found a homework book that did not belong to her on her desk, with a note on it.

[Are you angry? Then I will give you some science questions as compensation? ]

Song Yumeng laughed at the note. Is Yi Shenjing coaxing her? But who would coax someone and ask them to do science questions?

How stupid.

At this time, Yi Ran walked over from his seat, bowed his head and smiled, looking a little embarrassed. This sentence, which seemed silly to Song Yumeng, was the result of her thinking for a whole class.

"Are you still angry?"

Song Yumeng tilted her head, not looking at Yi Ran, and said arrogantly: "What do you mean by still? You have been angry all the time, okay?"

"But I saw you smiled just now.

" "It's not because of you that I smiled."

"Then why?" Yi Ran smiled and answered herself, "The note? But I wrote the note, so you smiled because of me, right?"

Song Yumeng couldn't argue with her, so she snorted and acquiesced.

Yi Ran pointed at the homework book on her desk and said, "Take a look at the questions above. The final exam will most likely test similar questions. You can get as many extra points as you can."

"I don't want to look at science questions. I hate them." Song Yumeng crossed her arms and looked like she was not willing to negotiate.

Yi Ran: "..."

However, Song Yumeng was the most hypocritical person, especially in front of Yi Ran. She said she wouldn't look at them, but the night before the final exam, she still took out her homework book and looked at each question one by one. She even found similar questions to do.

It was well known that she hated science questions the most. If you ask her why, even she herself couldn't explain it. She just wanted to listen to Yi Ran and look at the questions obediently.

Math exam.

After the final exam was handed out, Song Yumeng glanced at it and was surprised that Yi Ran had answered all the questions he had chosen. She had two questions, one for each question.

She smiled at the exam paper: I didn't expect Yi Ran to be so smart.

After spending some time, Song Yumeng finished the first three questions and filled in the answer sheet for the rest by guessing.

There was still an hour and a half left, and she felt that she had nothing to do, so she lay on the desk, resting her chin on her arm, and her eyes immediately locked on Yi Ran from the remaining 39 people.

Song Yumeng sat in the last seat of the fourth group, and Yi Ran was in the fifth seat of the third group, diagonally in front of her to the right.

From her angle, she could see Yi Ran's profile perfectly. She was meticulous, sometimes frowning and thinking seriously, and sometimes rustling on the draft paper with a pen in her right hand. At

two o'clock in the afternoon, a narrow beam of sunlight passed through the cold air and the glass, hitting Yi Ran's profile squarely, from the end of her left eye all the way down, across the bridge of her nose, and spreading to her right cheek.

Somehow, at this moment, Song Yumeng felt her heart skip a beat and her breathing paused. She tilted her head, with her left cheek against her arm, and couldn't help but smile.

She had never felt that Yi Ran was as charming as she was now.

Song Yumeng's head began to heat up, wanting to keep this moment, this beam of light, and Yi Ran like this, so she picked up the pen and started to paint, stealing a glance at her with every stroke.

Finally, the beam of light disappeared, and her painting was also completed, and it remained forever on the test paper of the final math exam in the first half of the second year of high school.

She was very satisfied with this painting, but unfortunately the test paper and answer sheet would be collected. It would be great if they could be kept forever, but she was reluctant to hand it in.

When Song Yumeng just started painting, the teacher who was walking behind her actually noticed her little movement.

The invigilator did not mention anyone by name, but reminded her tactfully in a voice that everyone could hear: "Since it is a math test, you should not draw, right?"

Yi Ran paused while calculating, curled her lips and smiled slightly, and then continued to calculate. She knew that the coward was drawing her again.

Even though she was hinted, Song Yumeng did not listen and continued to draw Yi Ran. She didn't cheat or anything like that, she just didn't do the test, so the proctor turned a blind eye and even stood behind to see who she was drawing.

The bell for handing in the papers rang, and all the test papers and answer sheets of the candidates were collected.

When the proctor took Song Yumeng's paper, he said, "It's a good drawing. It's the person you like, right?"

The voice was not loud, and no one else would hear it except the two of them, but even so, Song Yumeng suddenly panicked and looked at the proctor in astonishment, her whole face flushed immediately.

Her mind was in a mess, and shyness, astonishment, and disbelief made her lips move but she couldn't say a word.

The invigilator said nothing more, but smiled and took away her test paper and answer sheet. When he received Yi Ran's, he gave her a mysterious smile.

"???"

Yi Ran was full of questions, not understanding why the invigilator smiled at her.

After Yi Ran left the examination room from the back door, she saw Song Yumeng standing at the door without leaving, as if she was waiting for someone to come out. She was secretly happy, and the corners of her mouth curled up naturally. Surely, the person she was

waiting for was her? Yi Ran quietly walked in front of her and asked with a smile: "Are you waiting for me?"

Song Yumeng turned away and said in a coquettish voice: "No."

"No? Then why are you blushing?"

"...I won't tell you." She turned around and went downstairs angrily without explaining why she was blushing.

Yi Ran smiled even more happily, his eyes curved into crescents, and he followed her happily, and kept muttering in her ear: "Just say it, it must be so uncomfortable to hold it in?"

"No, I won't say it, you are so upset!" Song Yumeng covered her ears with her hands, but the smile on her face was so bright and moving, and it could even be said to be sweet and happy.

She hated it when people kept clinging to her, it was annoying, but she didn't think Yi Ran was annoying at all, and even greedily wanted to be clung to even more fiercely by her.

At this time, a large number of examinees who had handed in their papers poured out from the classrooms. The stairways on each floor were so crowded that a stampede could occur if one was not careful.

Song Yumeng and Yi Ran were squeezed shoulder to shoulder by the crowd, and the distance between them was so close that even a piece of paper could hardly fit in, but both of them enjoyed this close contact in their hearts.

Suddenly, Song Yumeng felt her palm being held tightly by another warm hand.

Her heart trembled along with her breathing. She instinctively looked at Yi Ran, but she saw that her eyes were erratic and she looked around. She looked very nervous.

"Why are you holding my hand?" Song Yumeng asked deliberately with a smile.

Yi Ran was so embarrassed that her ears turned red in the cold winter.

"I was afraid you would fall."

Song Yumeng said no more and silently tightened her hand. Although she was touched and sweet in her heart, her eyes were sore that she was about to cry.

...

The three-day final exam passed quickly. Tang Xiangping said a few simple words and then left school.

The winter vacation lasted a whole month, and the next time they met would be in March.

Yi Ran was reluctant to leave Song Yumeng, but deliberately said to her: "Alas, you won't be able to see me for a month during the winter vacation. You will definitely miss me, right?"

"What? Who would miss you?" A faint blush quietly climbed up Song Yumeng's cheeks. She quickly turned her head and glanced at Yi Ran quietly.

Yi Ran pursed his lips and smiled, and gently stroked her head with his palm. The hair was very soft and felt very good.

"Don't be stubborn. Come to me when you miss me. I live next door to you, very close."

"No, you should come to me if you want to." She said this with a blushing face.

"Okay, I'll come to you then."

Time passed quickly and a week passed, but Yi Ran still didn't go to find her. Song Yumeng couldn't sit still. She had been looking forward to it from morning to night these days, but the person she wanted to see just refused to show up. She was almost dying of anxiety.

"You said you would come to see me, but you haven't come for a week!" Song Yumeng was lying on the bed, looking at the chat interface with Yi Ran on her phone, complaining unhappily, "You didn't even send a message, it's so annoying!"

Their messages were still eight days ago.

"Ahhhh Yi Shenjing is really annoying! Big liar!" Song Yumeng rolled on the bed, the sheets were wrinkled, she was so aggrieved that she almost cried, sniffed, and her tone was tinged with tears, "You said you would come to see me!"

Tonight at 9 o'clock is the pre-sale time for Han Fan's concert tickets. A few months ago, Song Yumeng vowed in front of Yi Ran that she would grab the concert tickets.

As a result, the tickets were sold out by major netizens in just ten minutes of pre-sale. Song Yumeng slipped her hand and failed to grab the last two tickets.

She had originally thought of buying an extra ticket to ask Yi Ran to accompany her, but now, she didn't get any. She

was already very upset with Yi Ran during the day, and then she felt wronged again at night. She sat on the bed with her laptop and burst into tears, blaming all the mistakes on Yi Ran.

It was all her fault for not coming to see her!

The next morning, Song Yumeng heard the doorbell ring at her house. Xiao Xinruo immediately jumped up and ran from the living room to the door with expectation and opened it.

Standing at the door was Yi Ran, whom she talked about every day and made her love and hate him.

The moment she opened the door and saw Yi Ran, even though her heart was already beaming with joy, her expression remained calm. She even put on a stern face and deliberately asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do by knocking on my door? Are you up to something bad?"

Yi Ran smiled, stretched out his hands and leaned his body sideways, looked her up and down, and said in a very ruffian and bad tone, "Yes, I am up to something bad, what can you do to me? You are the only one at home, right?"

She approached Song Yumeng with a sly smile, and after entering the villa, she closed the door with her backhand, acting like a really obscene hooligan.

As soon as Yi Ran came in, Song Yumeng's face changed drastically. She hit her shoulder with her pink fist and said aggrievedly: "You liar, didn't you say you would come to find me? Where are you!"

Yi Ran was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Are you stupid? Am I not right in front of you?" "

But you made me feel bad, and I couldn't even get the ticket to my idol's concert! I originally wanted you to accompany me, but now you don't have the chance!" She got angry when she thought of this, crossed her arms, turned her face away, and pouted.

The smile in Yi Ran's eyes deepened, and he said, "How about this, I can't go with you, so you go with me?"

"What do you mean?"

"It means that the last two tickets were snatched by me, so do you want to go with me?"

Song Yumeng's eyes widened when she heard it, "Okay! So the last two tickets were snatched by you! You didn't tell me earlier, and made me sad all night!"

Yi Ran put his hands together and begged for mercy, "Is it okay if I didn't tell you earlier that I was wrong? Then as compensation, do you want to go with me?"

"Go!" Song Yumeng agreed, "Anyway, you're the one paying, and I'm saving money, so why not go?"

The author has something to say: Don't panic, we're just saying that the two of us are going to be together soon (˙︶˙)