It was a Friday in early May, the weather was sunny and warm.

Yi Ran was riding his bike at a steady pace on his way home under the clear blue sky. Song Yumeng happened to be walking home on this road, and she ran into her on a straight road.

How could she run into her? Yi Ran couldn't help but smile, and her expression became softer.

"Ding ding!"

She honked the horn twice at Song Yumeng in front of her, and when she turned around and stopped, she also pulled over to her side.

"Beauty, do you want a ride?"

Yi Ran whistled, with a sly smile on his face, leaning forward with his hands hanging naturally and crossing to hug the front of the car, and the helmet strap was gently hooked by her index finger, and the helmet was suspended in the air.

She put one foot on the car and stretched the other foot to support the ground, tilting her head to look at Song Yumeng, this posture made her look casual and slutty.

Song Yumeng was walking on the road, but when she heard a horn behind her, the first thing that popped into her mind was Yi Ran. She stopped and turned around expectantly.

Her intuition turned out to be right, it was really Yi Ran, and she was immediately ecstatic.

Song Yumeng met her gaze and jokingly replied: "Master Yi, is your ride safe? I'm afraid it's not a black car that specializes in kidnapping people?"

Yi Ran smiled lightly, got out of the car and walked to her, staring into her eyes and said seriously: "It's not a black car, it's a special car. Didn't you say that no one can sit in my passenger seat except you?"

"Put it on, I'll take you home." She said this while carefully putting the helmet on her.

With just these few words, Song Yumeng paused for breath, and her heartbeat began to accelerate sharply, hitting her heart forcefully, and her face blossomed like a pink peach blossom.

She nodded and lowered her eyes, holding the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands. She thought Yi Ran would definitely not know that she would be so nervous.

After she sat on the passenger seat, the first thing she did was to hug Yi Ran's waist tightly with both hands.

"Why don't you drive?" Her tone was tinged with happiness.

Yi Ran lowered his head and glanced at the arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and her mood was like a balloon tied to her and flying into the blue sky.

"I'll drive now."

She was just about to remind her to hold herself tightly, but she didn't expect that she would be so proactive, it seemed that she remembered it.

Along the way, neither of them spoke. Song Yumeng had been hugging Yi Ran tightly, with her face pressed against her back, feeling her body temperature and her favorite fragrance. The smile on her lips never stopped, and neither did her heart palpitations.

After a while, Yi Ran sent her home safely. Song Yumeng reluctantly said goodbye to her. She was about to leave, and she looked back at Yi Ran every few steps.

Yi Ran kept smiling and watching her go, and was also reluctant to let her go home.

She felt sad and melancholy when she left, but as soon as she got home, Song Yumeng was visibly happy, and the fragrance of Yi Ran still remained on her clothes.

Mother Song was surprised to see her daughter almost jumping back.

During this period, her daughter always had such a happy expression when she came home. Several times when she went into her room to deliver milk, she could still see her smiling at the screen of her mobile phone. She didn't know what she was doing so happy.

Song's mother said: "Xiaoyu, what are you happy about? Did something happy happen at school?"

"Mom, it's nothing. I'm just happy because the weather is better." Song Yumeng was a little embarrassed to tell Song's mother that she was so happy because of Yi Ran.

Mother Song was a little unconvinced, and asked intuitively: "How are you and Liu Luoyang doing recently? I haven't heard you mention him for a long time."

"Mom, I'll tell you the truth, I don't like Liu Luoyang anymore, not at all."

She said it so confidently, and Mother Song finally felt relieved. Just now she thought her daughter was so happy because she was in love with Liu Luoyang.

"That's good." Song's mother became interested and asked, "How are you getting along with that little Yi Ran? I just saw her sending you home. You should have a good relationship, right?"

"Uh... We're fine." Song Yumeng was a little shy. She didn't expect that her mother would see Yi Ran sending her home. What about her hugging Yi Ran?

It's embarrassing just to think about it.

"She insisted on giving me a ride!"

Fortunately, Song's mother didn't think too much about this cover-up.

Song's mother sighed and said, "That child is really kind and treats you well. Xiaoyu, if she treats you well, you should treat her well too, understand?"

She had a good impression of Yi Ran.

"I know, Mom."

...

Chinese class.

Song Yumeng didn't study hard but peeked at Yi Ran seriously. She stole a glance at Yi Ran's profile from the corner of her eyes. He was sunny and charming. She loved the two dimples on his cheeks when he smiled.

But while she was fascinated, she felt a crisis in her heart: Yi Ran was so beautiful and had a good personality, there must be a lot of people who liked her, right?

Just thinking about a lot of people liking her made Song Yumeng feel so sour as if she had drunk a jar of aged vinegar. She couldn't sit still. When she stole a glance at Yi Ran from the corner of her eyes, she felt both like and complained. She

was so beautiful and kind to others, she must have liked a lot of people! Song Yumeng began to have wild thoughts again.

Yi Ran didn't even know that Song Yumeng had labeled her as a "bad girl" in her last Chinese class. She must be so upset if she knew.

During the class, Yi Ran suddenly felt a chill beside her. She turned her head and saw Song Yumeng's resentful eyes, looking at her with a book in the way.

Yi Ran's heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed her saliva and asked anxiously, "Why are you staring at me like that? Did I offend you again?"

Song Yumeng remained calm, staring at her face with a half-smile, and said, "You must have fooled many people into liking you with this face, right?"

Yi Ran was simply full of question marks.

Song Yumeng pressed again: "Tell me the truth, have you liked many people?"

"......???" Yi Ran forced an awkward smile and froze it on his face, and said, "For example, making a wish?"

"What!" Song Yumeng was so angry that her eyes widened, "Ha! I knew you liked that green tea, and you had the nerve to lie to me and say you didn't like her, hum!"

She turned her face away, leaned against the wall with her arms folded, and sulked, with "happy" written all over her face and a smile that permeated people.

Yi Ran knew that he had made trouble, so he pulled down the chair to get closer to her, pushed her shoulder like a spoiled child, and explained: "I really just said it casually, I really don't like making wishes, I didn't lie to you."

However, Song Yumeng was unmoved: "Oh, you don't like making wishes, then what about your good friend He Xiaomeng?"

"You said she is my good friend."

"Oh, then what about Liu Luoyang?"

"...I hate scheming men."

In the next few minutes, Song Yumeng asked the names of all the classmates, one by one according to their seats, and Yi Ran denied them one by one.

There was one person who was not asked, and that was herself.

The Chinese teacher on the stage was speaking hysterically, but Yi Ran approached Song Yumeng below and said with a sly smile: "Keep asking, why don't you ask? Isn't there one person you haven't asked yet?"

Song Yumeng's ears were red, she wanted to ask but didn't dare to, wanted to know her answer but was afraid to know, and couldn't figure out whether she was joking or serious.

"I won't ask anymore. I'm going to listen to the class carefully!" She pretended to take notes with a pen, but she was very nervous.

Yi Ran looked at her, his eyes gradually deepened, as if thinking about something.

After the Chinese class, He Xiaomeng came to find Yi Ran, and Song Yumeng happened to be sitting there.

"I have something to tell you." He Xiaomeng said to Yi Ran with a red face, looking a little nervous.

Yi Ran smiled and asked, "What is it?"

He Xiaomeng looked at Song Yumeng hesitantly, and Yi Ran looked over there too.

Being discovered eavesdropping with her ears tilted up, Song Yumeng pretended not to care and said, "Why are you looking at me? If you want to talk, go ahead and talk. I'm not interested in eavesdropping on you."

Yi Ran said to He Xiaomeng, "Then let's go outside and talk." Yi

Ran followed He Xiaomeng out the back door. Seeing their backs leaving side by side, Song Yumeng's alarm went off, and the sense of crisis she had in class came back.

She had a hunch that He Xiaomeng was going to confess to Yi Ran. As soon as this thought came out, she felt completely on pins and needles, and her heart was in a mess. She kept repeating one thought in her mind: Will Yi Shenjing agree to her?

After hesitating for a long time, she followed them out. Seeing the two of them going upstairs, she guessed that they must have gone to the rooftop, so she followed them carefully and was not discovered.

The iron gate at the entrance of the rooftop was not closed, so Song Yumeng hid at the foot of the wall next to the door and eavesdropped.

She knew that eavesdropping was wrong, but she really couldn't help it.

The sun was shining brightly on the rooftop, making people feel warm.

It was in such an environment that He Xiaomeng confessed to Yi Ran.

"Yi Ran, I want to tell you something, um... I like you." She lowered her head nervously and shyly.

Song Yumeng heard her confession, and her heart was panicked and jealous. She wanted to rush up to stop her, and her feet almost stepped out, but she finally pulled them back. She wanted to hear Yi Ran's answer more.

She held the wall with one hand and held the corner of her clothes tightly with the other hand. Sweat broke out on her palms, and the corner of her clothes was wrinkled by her grip. She was so nervous that her heart was beating in her throat.

She was waiting for Yi Ran's answer, and so was He Xiaomeng.

After a moment, Yi Ran said softly, "Well, sorry, maybe, um... no."

She didn't show joy or disgust at the confession, but was just surprised and at a loss, not knowing how to tactfully reject her without hurting her. Yi Ran really didn't expect that she would be liked by her good friend.

After being rejected, He Xiaomeng didn't seem to be that disappointed. She patted Yi Ran on the shoulder and said optimistically, "No, no, what does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter, I thought..."

"What did you think?" He Xiaomeng took over her words, "You thought I would be heartbroken or something?"

Yi Ran nodded.

"No, I'm not the only one who got rejected after confessing my feelings." He Xiaomeng said, "In fact, I knew before I confessed that there was a high possibility that you would reject me, so I had already prepared myself mentally in advance."

She thought about her words and said, "Well - I think we shouldn't leave any regrets in our youth. If you like someone, just confess your feelings. It doesn't matter if you get rejected. We should still be friends, right?"

"Of course." Yi Ran replied decisively.

"That's not a bad result. At least I don't have any regrets for my youth. There are many excellent classmates in the school. I can just change one and like him. There will always be someone who shares the same ideals with me."

After hearing what He Xiaomeng said, Yi Ran's guilt was almost gone. She was glad that He Xiaomeng was so optimistic, otherwise her guilt and self-blame would not go away for a while.

The sun shone from the distant sky, covering Song Yumeng's head warmly. At that time, she had already come down from the rooftop, and her mood had returned to calm, and she could even say that she was speaking from her heart.

She felt that He Xiaomeng was right in saying that she should not leave regrets for her youth. In fact, she envied He Xiaomeng for being so bold in expressing her feelings, and for being able to remain calm even when rejected.

If only she could express her feelings so bravely, she had already realized and admitted in her heart that she liked Yi Ran.

The author has something to say: The second update I promised you is here.

ps: I'll buy it off, guess who will express their feelings first, Master Yi or the eldest lady (﹃)