On the day of the concert, Song Yumeng put on her makeup and spent a long time at home wondering which dress to wear to meet Yi Ran. She picked up the clothes in the closet and compared them in front of the mirror one by one.
After passing a lot of clothes, the retro dark blue plaid skirt at the bottom of the box caught her eye. This skirt is a summer style, and it is very cold to wear it outside in the cold winter.
But Song Yumeng had a little idea.
She thought, it is so cold outside, if I go out wearing a short skirt with my legs exposed, Yi Ran will definitely feel distressed, right?
The wind in the cold winter was very biting, but she put on the short skirt despite the biting cold and her expectation. She looked at herself in front of the mirror again and again, and was already imagining Yi Ran's expression in her mind.
Not surprisingly, she thought, when Yi Shenjing saw her coming out in a short skirt, he would be angry and worried, and would say she was stupid, then take off her clothes and force them on her, and said in a domineering tone, "Put them on, don't take them off."
Thinking about it, Song Yumeng in the mirror couldn't help but smile shyly.
However, things did not go as she wished.
Before she walked out of the room wearing this skirt, Yi Ran sent a QQ message.
[It's cold outside, you should dress warmly.]
[Just now I saw a woman wearing a miniskirt in the community, tut tut tut, do you think this person is sick? She is not afraid of the cold in winter.]
After reading these two messages, it was as if a basin of cold water had poured down her expectations. Song Yumeng was no longer happy. Wasn't Yi Shenjing saying that she was sick in disguise?
It's obviously her fault for not understanding romance, okay!
Song Yumeng replied with an "Oh", followed by three exclamations and two rows of death smiles. It's hard not to see that she was angry.
[Oh!!! Death smile xn]
[……]
[Seriously, are you angry? Did I say something wrong? (Super innocent expression.jpg)]
[No.]
She also added a period in detail, but Yi Ran couldn't hear her tone and didn't care about the period.
[That's good.]
[Can you hurry out? My feet are numb from squatting at the entrance of the community. It's very cold.]
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Yi Ran had no idea that just because of her "That's good", Song Yumeng was sulking in the room.
"You're such a fool!"
She threw the poor cell phone on the bed, sat quietly beside the bed for a while, then changed her short skirt and put on a pair of black tights.
She didn't want to wear a short skirt in the cold wind for the guy who didn't understand romance.
On the other side, Yi Ran, who didn't know that he had offended the young lady, was squatting at the gate of the community waiting for her, with his neck shrunk and his hands in his pockets. His face was hurt by the cold wind and his feet were numb from squatting. Fortunately
, after she sneezed, she finally saw Song Yumeng coming out.
When Song Yumeng came up to her, she said, "Why are you so slow? My feet are numb from waiting for you. You really don't consider my feelings."
Yi Ran said as he stomped his numb feet to get the blood flowing back. During this time, he looked Song Yumeng up and down, nodded and said with satisfaction, "You're dressed quite warmly. You shouldn't be cold."
Song Yumeng, however, was a little annoyed: "Did you only notice that I was wearing thick clothes?" She deliberately tilted her face up, as if she was afraid that Yi Ran couldn't see anything.
"Well, is there anything else I should notice?" Yi Ran stared at her rosy face, as if he understood her hint, "So you put on makeup, no wonder you stayed at home for so long." She put on
makeup just to meet her, but this person said "No wonder you stayed at home for so long" casually, and Song Yumeng immediately became unhappy.
However, what was even more infuriating was that Yi Ran said, "Actually, I think it's better for you not to put on makeup. I still like your natural look better, how beautiful it is." It would have been
better if he didn't say it, but once he said it, Song Yumeng was really angry. She spent so much time putting on makeup at home because she wanted Yi Ran to compliment her on her beauty, but he didn't compliment her at all, and instead said she didn't look good.
"Is it not okay for me to put on makeup for pleasure?" Song Yumeng was angry and aggrieved. "Besides, I'm not putting on makeup for you to see. What's your opinion?"
Yi Ran thought it was a little funny. "Come on, you came out to see me. If you're not putting on makeup for me to see, then who are you putting on makeup for? For yourself? But you can't see it either."
Song Yumeng was serious with her: "It's none of your business! Is it okay for me to put on makeup for my idol to see?"
After she finished speaking, she glared at Yi Ran fiercely, signaling her to shut up and stop talking, so as not to get angry.
Yi Ran shut up obediently, wondering in his heart: Did I offend her again? ? ?
The two of them didn't talk all the way, even when they were waiting for the bus at the bus stop, they stood far away, with enough space for two or three people in between.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Song Yumeng couldn't help but sneeze. It seemed that the cold wind penetrated through the seams of her clothes and made her feel cold.
Yi Ran realized that her entire white neck was exposed, and it would be strange if the wind didn't penetrate.
Yi Ran was wearing a windbreaker over a sweater today, with a brown scarf around her neck and a white knitted hat on her head.
She took off her scarf, and when Song Yumeng wasn't paying attention, she reached out and pulled her over. The force was so strong that Song Yumeng didn't stand firmly and fell directly into her arms.
Yi Ran curled the corners of his lips quietly, and it was hard not to suspect that she used so much force on purpose.
There were only two of them waiting for the train at this station, which gave Song Yumeng a good opportunity to vent her emotions.
"Shenjing Yi, what are you doing? You bumped into me!" She covered her hurt nose with her two small hands, her face was flushed, and she looked particularly attractive.
I don't know if it was because of the blush or because she was in Yi Ran's warm embrace.
"You said I bumped into you?" Yi Ran curled his lips and smiled wickedly, deliberately lowering his voice, his voice seemed magnetic and sexy, "But Miss, if I remember correctly, it seemed that you took the initiative to bump into my arms, right?"
"!!!"
Song Yumeng's eyes widened, staring at her blankly, her heart beating wildly, and the attractive blush on her face caused by shyness deepened a little. She was shivering in the cold wind just now, but now her whole body was hot.
Yi Ran was particularly satisfied with Song Yumeng's reaction. She froze in a daze, which made it convenient for him to tie the scarf on her.
Yi Ran carefully and earnestly wrapped a scarf around her, which still had her remaining warm body temperature. Song Yumeng didn't say anything, but her beautiful almond eyes stared at Yi Ran, and she was the only one reflected in the waves.
Although the scarf was wrapped around her neck, it was her heart that was warmed.
Yi Ran raised the corners of his lips slightly, lowered his head and stared at her, and she was the only one reflected in his eyes. The unnatural blush on Song Yumeng's face was so tempting that she couldn't help but want to kiss her.
At this moment, she had only this one thought in her body.
For some reason, she lowered her head.
Song Yumeng's breath paused, and her pupils suddenly dilated. She seemed to realize something, but she didn't move.
But when her lips were about to touch her face, the bus came, and the sound of a whistle broke the ambiguous and subtle atmosphere.
Yi Ran quickly raised her head to look at the bus, pointed at it, and said calmly, "The bus is here, let's go."
But her voice was trembling slightly, which had exposed her nervousness.
Song Yumeng said "hmm" and followed her to get on the bus, but she was quite annoyed and disappointed: if only the bus came a little later.
The two sat together at the back of the bus, but no one paid attention to each other. Yi Ran kept looking out the window with his head propped up, thinking about something, while Song Yumeng was absent-mindedly staring at the small TV on the bus.
The atmosphere was too weird.
But this weird atmosphere was completely broken at Han Fan's concert.
The atmosphere at the concert continued to rise, the fans sang along enthusiastically, the cheers and applause continued, the atmosphere was full of enthusiasm, and it was hard to feel depressed.
In such an atmosphere, the two had forgotten the previous embarrassment, and no one knew who took the initiative first, but they even held hands, holding them tightly, with their cheeks flushed due to the lack of oxygen in the room.
...
After the concert, the guests left.
The two held hands for several hours, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the palms of both of them, and they were also stained with each other's sweat.
Song Yumeng stood up faster than Yi Ran, she stood while Yi Ran sat, and their eyes fell on the held hands at the same time.
Both of them felt a little embarrassed and ashamed, wanting to continue holding but not being able to. They smiled at each other and tacitly let go of each other's hands.
From the gymnasium to the bus station outside, the two of them spoke almost freely and talked about everything, with a sincerity and passion that they had never experienced before. The
bus stop for the return trip was just in front, but next to the bus stop sign there stood a man and a woman, with the boy holding the girl in his arms, like a real couple.
They were so familiar with these two people, they were Xu Yuan and Liu Luoyang.
Yi Ran was not interested in whether they were together or not, she only cared about Song Yumeng's feelings.
She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Song Yumeng with her peripheral vision, and saw that she was clearly looking in the direction of Xu and Liu, but there was no expression on her face, as if she didn't see anything. Yi Ran couldn't help but worry that this fool was secretly holding back her grievances in her heart again.
She shook her shoulders gently and said softly, "Are you okay?"
Song Yumeng tilted her head to look at her and replied calmly, "What can happen to me? You are the one who is in trouble, right?"
Yi Ran spread his hands and said, "I'm just afraid that you will be secretly sad because of them again." She watched from a distance as Liu Luoyang took off his clothes and gave them to Xu Yuan to wear, and sighed, "They should be together now."
"If they are together, then be together. If it's true, I will wish them all the best." His tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water that could not stir up any waves, and his heart was equally calm.
Yi Ran seemed to have heard a big joke, and asked in surprise: "Did I hear it right? You actually said you wanted to bless them? But don't you hate Xu Yuan and Liu Luoyang's contact the most?"
"That was in the past, okay!"
"What about now?" Yi Ran was very concerned about this.
"Now..." She thought for a while and said, "Now I think it's good that he is happy, it really doesn't matter who he is with."
Seeing the two people at the opposite station taking the bus and leaving, Song Yumeng smiled with relief.
Yi Ran saw it all and asked, "So you don't like Liu Luoyang anymore, right?"
"Probably."
"Probably?" She suddenly became nervous, "What do you mean by probably? Didn't you already bless him? That means you don't like him anymore, right?"
Song Yumeng thought she was really stupid, "Please! Love is such a complicated thing, how can I figure it out? Do you have to get tangled up in all these details?"
"Okay, I won't get tangled up."
She thought, the probably that Song Yumeng mentioned should be 100%.
Realizing this, her mood suddenly became bright, the clouds in the sky dispersed, the sun poured down, and was imprinted on her warm smile.
The author has something to say: Don't ask, if you ask, it means you really don't like him! (˙︶˙)