"Uncle Wang, can we go around the school again?" She thought that maybe if she went around a little more, Yi Ran would show up.

"Okay." Although Uncle Wang didn't know what she was thinking, he still did it.

The car circled around the school, and Song Yumeng kept looking out the window, expecting Yi Ran to show up.

Maybe God knew her longing, and on the fourth circle, the long-awaited person finally showed up.

"Uncle Wang, stop the car." Her tone was a little urgent.

Uncle Wang pulled over to the side of the school's back door. In the car, Song Yumeng rolled down the window, and leaned her head to the right of the back seat. The gaze that stared at Yi Ran concealed endless loneliness and sadness, completely covering up the joy of seeing her.

Because there was another person beside Yi Ran, He Xiaomeng.

Yi Ran pushed the car slowly out of the back door of the school, and He Xiaomeng followed her side by side. The two talked and laughed. Although Song Yumeng couldn't hear what they were saying, the smile on Yi Ran's face made Song Yumeng feel blinded.

At this moment, the overwhelming jealousy invaded her heart like a fierce tide, and the intense sourness was unbearable.

This was an experience she had never had before.

Later, she saw He Xiaomeng get on Yi Ran's car at the intersection of the back door of the school. Yi Ran took her away, and the direction she left was not the direction she usually went home. Song Yumeng guessed that was the way He Xiaomeng went home.

"Uncle Wang, let's go." She choked her throat full of bitterness, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and tried to resist the jealousy in her heart, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

When she left, her eyes were already filled with tears, she felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.

Perhaps the only thing that made her feel a little fortunate was that Yi Ran did not give the helmet to He Xiaomeng.

When she got home, Song Yumeng was also unhappy and absent-minded. She walked straight to the room on the second floor with her head down and her eyes downcast. She almost fell down when she went up the stairs.

Mother Song's heart tightened. She could tell at a glance that her daughter was unhappy. She was very worried about her mood. She knocked on her door and asked, "Xiaoyu, are you unhappy? Tell me what happened."

Song Yumeng just shook her head and said stubbornly, "Mom, I'm fine. You and Dad don't have to worry about me."

"But..."

Mother Song wanted to say something, but at this time, Song Yumeng's mobile phone on the bed sounded a message alert.

"Mom, I'm really fine. I'm sleepy and want to sleep. You should go and rest too." In order to get rid of Mother Song as soon as possible, Song Yumeng forced a smile.

Mother Song sighed, said, "Then you have a good rest," and left.

Song Yumeng locked the door and immediately ran to the bed to pick up the phone to unlock it, but the content on it disappointed her.

It turned out to be a message from the □□ public account. She thought it was Yi Ran who sent her a message.

The phone was lying in Song Yumeng's hand, looking at the chat interface with Yi Ran. The last time they chatted was two days ago. At that time, Yi Ran was still telling her about his childhood fun. They chatted very late but still felt unsatisfied.

Song Yumeng clearly remembered that they chatted until more than two o'clock in the morning that day. She was still hiding in the quilt and turned the brightness and volume to the lowest. She was afraid of being discovered, but she was particularly happy.

But later she was too sleepy. While waiting for Yi Ran's reply, she fell asleep without holding on. Because she fell asleep and didn't reply in time, Yi Ran complained to her the next day, and childishly sulked for the whole morning, saying that he would never chat with her so late again.

But now...

Song Yumeng was panicking when she saw the chat records filling the screen. She was panicking because Yi Ran was really angry this time. She was concerned about what Yi Ran was doing now, and whether she was chatting with others, such as He Xiaomeng.

When she thought that Yi Ran might be chatting with He Xiaomeng now, and telling her about her own interesting stories, Song Yumeng was jealous and almost crazy. She felt more and more uneasy, typing out paragraphs of chat on the screen of her mobile phone, but she didn't dare to send them to Yi Ran. It

was twelve o'clock in the morning.

She had been sitting on the bed holding her mobile phone and waiting, but still didn't receive any messages.

Looking at Yi Ran's lit profile picture and the WIFI online logo, she suddenly had the urge to delete Yi Ran. Would she find out after deleting him? Would she be upset after finding out? Would she come to comfort her?

She admitted that she was being unreasonable, but when she was emotional, she just liked and wanted to be comforted.

It was easy to get sad in the middle of the night, and Song Yumeng was like this. The grievances accumulated during the day finally broke out at night. The grievances and jealousy all turned into warm and wet tears, which flowed through the corners of her eyes in the dark room and were printed on the pillow one by one.

At the last second before she cried herself to sleep, Song Yumeng decided that if Yi Ran didn't take the initiative to find her, she would take the initiative to find Yi Ran and make peace.

The next morning, Yi Ran found Song Yumeng's eyes were swollen as soon as he arrived. It was obvious that she had cried last night.

Yi Ran felt as if his heart was cut by a knife and it hurt slightly. He didn't care that he was still in a cold war with her. He frowned and asked, "Why are your eyes swollen? Did you cry last night?"

But Song Yumeng ignored him and asked directly, "What did you do after school last night?" Yi

Ran was stunned for a moment and said, "Ah? What did I do? I just went home normally."

"Oh, really?" Song Yumeng was furious and said coldly, "Then why did I see you riding a bike to send He Xiaomeng home?"

"Oh, you mean this." Yi Ran said lightly, "She didn't get a taxi, so I sent her home on the way."

Song Yumeng curled the corners of her lips and sneered, "On the way? I'm afraid it wasn't on the way?"

"It's not on the way, but we are classmates, is it necessary to be so fussy?" Yi Ran didn't quite understand why she suddenly became so surly, but he still patiently explained to her, "We were all left behind last night, and it was a little late when we left school. The bus to her house had already stopped, so I helped her go home, that's all."

"Oh, then you are so kind, she must be very touched, right?"

Song

Yumeng was really aware that she was too much and shouldn't say such sarcastic words, but her possessiveness was so strong that she couldn't control her jealous grievance and sadness, and inadvertently said such hurtful words.

Her original plan to take the initiative to reconcile last night was naturally ruined.

Yi Ran felt tired and sighed, saying, "I won't argue with you. I'll talk to you after you calm down."

At noon, the whole class went to eat, but Song Yumeng didn't go. She had no appetite at all and had been depressed for the whole morning.

Su Xiaoxiao came over to persuade her to go to dinner but she refused to go. When asked what happened, she bit her lip and shook her head and said nothing.

Su Xiaoxiao was very worried about her, but she didn't know what to do. The first solution that popped into her mind was to tell Yi Ran.

She found Yi Ran on the playground and told her about it.

After Yi Ran knew about it, she looked at the watch. It was almost one o'clock, and there must be no food in the cafeteria. She decisively dropped the racket in her hand and ran away from the playground...

Before the bell rang for the afternoon self-study class, Yi Ran rushed back to the classroom panting. The temperature was still cold in March, but sweat was on her forehead. She grabbed Song Yumeng's hand and walked to the empty classroom next door.

Song Yumeng was still sitting in her seat, depressed, but was unexpectedly pulled to the empty classroom by Yi Ran, with the residual warmth left by her on her hand.

"Why did you pull me over here?" She was a little happy and a little aggrieved.

"Watch you eat." Yi Ran walked to the empty table and unwrapped the lunch box. The food was hot and steaming.

Seeing Song Yumeng still standing there in a daze, she said, "Come and eat. Why are you still standing there? Aren't you hungry without having lunch? Have you forgotten that you have stomach problems?"

Song Yumeng felt a warm current of emotion in her heart. She really forgot that she still had stomach problems. Fortunately, she didn't develop them.

The food smelled delicious. Song Yumeng picked up the disposable chopsticks and ate. She was really hungry.

Yi Ran sat opposite her and watched her eat. He said, "Can you please not take it out on your body next time? If I didn't let you eat today, you wouldn't eat, right? You're such a grown up and you don't know how to take care of your body."

His tone was accusatory, but his words were full of concern for her.

All the negative emotions before seemed to disappear. Song Yumeng's mouth curled up a little, looking at Yi Ran who was worried about her, and asked: "How do you know I didn't go to dinner? Xiaoxiao told you?"

"What else? Are you still counting on your fake friends?" Yi Ran said, "I'll give you a suggestion, you should have less dealings with those fake friends, you must know that they are all false feelings, and the only one who is really good to you is Su Xiaoxiao."

Song Yumeng tilted her head, with a smile in her eyes, and said: "What about you? Are you really good to me?"

"What kind of question are you asking? Don't you know whether I am really good to you?" Yi Ran was a little annoyed and a little embarrassed, "You should thank me for having this box of lunch today. If I didn't find one to buy it for you, you would have been starving."

"You climbed over the wall again, aren't you afraid of being caught and having your parents called in?" Yi

Ran touched his nose and said embarrassedly, "What can I do? I can't just watch you get a stomachache."

Song Yumeng bit her lower lip and remained silent, tears of emotion flashing in her eyes. When she lowered her head to eat, her tears finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell into the food.

She ate while crying.

Yi Ran was very flustered when he saw her crying.

"Hey, why are you crying while eating?" She took out a piece of paper and handed it to her in a panic, "Hurry up and wipe it, I can't bear to see you cry."

Song Yumeng took the tissue and wiped her tears.

Yi Ran teased again, "I know you are very touched, but you don't have to repay me like this, you are repaying kindness with enmity."

Song Yumeng was immediately amused and burst into laughter.

"You don't know how to coax people at all!"

Yi Ran stroked her head gently, hinting, "Well, you are not very good at coaxing people."

Song Yumeng heard her hint and apologized to her in a sincere and gentle manner: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be unreasonable."

Yi Ran chuckled, "So our cold war is over, Miss Song?"

"Humph, then I will agree to you reluctantly." In fact, she was very happy in her heart.

Yi Ran smiled without saying anything, and the movement of his hand became more and more gentle.

After a while, Song Yumeng suddenly said, "I have thought about how to repay your favor."

"How to repay?" Yi Ran was curious.

Before she finished speaking, Song Yumeng's face turned red. She said shyly but confidently, "From now on, no one except me will be allowed to sit in your passenger seat."

Yi Ran blinked his bright eyes at her and suddenly laughed, "Puchi, what kind of weird request is this?"

"Why do you care so much? Didn't you also tell me not to bring breakfast to Liu Luoyang? Did you hear me? You are not allowed to give me a ride. If someone asks you why, you can figure it out yourself. Anyway, you can't say it was my request!"

It was such an unreasonable request, but Yi Ran thought she was particularly cute for being so fussy, like a little girl getting angry.

"I promise you, from now on, my passenger seat will only be for you."

Song Yumeng added hastily, "And the helmet is mine too!"

"Okay, I promise you, the helmet is yours too." Her tone was unnaturally doting and gentle.

Author's words: Yi Ran: "Can you be braver?"

Song Yumeng: "What?"

Yi Ran pushed Song Yumeng against the wall and said in a seductive tone: "Say I am yours too."