As night falls, the city gradually falls into a quiet slumber.
However, under a street lamp downstairs from Ji Yiran's apartment, a young man was still standing there quietly, leaning on his bicycle.
Occasionally he would lower his head to look at his phone, but most of the time he kept his head up, his eyes looking aimlessly at the windows.
He stayed like this until dawn was about to break, then he put away his phone. His face, which had originally been expressionless, now showed the look of a young man, and he got on his bike and headed out of the community.
Ji Yiran's house, at the dining table.
"I'm done eating."
Sijiu put down his chopsticks, and Ji Yiran's father immediately stood up, "Dad is the one who will send us off today..."
"No, I have an appointment with my classmates to go to school together today."
Ji Yiran's parents showed surprise on their faces, and then they were delighted, "Really? Ranran has a good friend... ahem."
Ji Yiran's father was stepped on hard by his wife: Listen to what you are saying? Are you reminding the child that she has never had any friends?
"Ahem... I mean, it's fine. Yeah, okay, go ahead. Be safe on the road."
"Okay, uh, bye, Mom and Dad."
"Take the milk with you on the way..." Ji Yiran's mother said, putting a bottle of milk in Sijiu's palm and straightening the bow on her shirt. "Be careful with your friends. After school this afternoon...if you want to play with your friends for a while, just call me or your dad and tell us. We didn't mean to embarrass you by calling so many times yesterday. We were just worried about you."
"I know. If I come back late, my friend will give me a ride."
Sijiu nodded, "Thank you... Mom."
"What's there to thank you for, kid? Come on, let's go."
Sijiu held the milk in his hand, put on his schoolbag and left the house.
Little did she know that after closing the door, Ji Yiran's mother suddenly burst into tears, and then was hugged by Ji Yiran's father.
"Ranran, are we getting along? Do you hate us no longer?"
"Yeah, so why are you crying? Shouldn't you be happy? Stop crying."
"I don't know why, I'm obviously happy..."
…
Si Jiu went downstairs and as expected, Cheng Yuan was already waiting downstairs.
"Yin Yin..."
"I'm not now." Si Jiu glanced at him, walked over and stuffed the milk into his hand.
Cheng Yuan froze, "Then, Ranran?"
The milk bottle in his palm was still slightly warm, and he couldn't help but rub it several times, thinking, is this the warmth of Yinyin's palm? He also felt that he was being a bit of a pervert, and his face was inexplicably hot.
"Did you bring it especially for me?"
"…My mom gave it to me. I don't like drinking milk."
The implication is that I didn't bring it specially for you.
Cheng Yuan felt a little lost, but that little bit of loss was worthless compared to what he had lost and found again.
"But I remember you loved toffee." His voice was a little soft.
That's because Cheng Yinyin loves to eat milk candy.
Si Jiu didn't respond, his eyes swept over him, and suddenly said, "You didn't go home last night?"
Cheng Yuan didn't expect her to be so perceptive. Under the gaze of the little girl's big black and white eyes, he said with a stiff upper lip, "Uh... There's something going on with Jia Fan and the others."
It's a bit hard to say that I stood downstairs of her house all night.
I don't know if she believed it or not, but she didn't say anything else. Instead, she sat on the back of the bicycle and naturally put her arms around his waist.
This time it was both hands.
And hugged it a little tightly.
Cheng Yuan's heart was beating wildly and disorderly. He took a few deep breaths and then rode out steadily.
[Task progress: Daily hugs of love 330]
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