Carrying a bunch of Song Xiangran's favorite dishes on weekdays, the conversation with the boss just now kept coming to mind.

For a moment, Fang Qingming suddenly felt that he was like a husband who went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables after work, and then went home to cook for his wife.

Somewhere in my heart, it becomes soft.

And the corners of Fang Qingming's lips couldn't help but rise.

After chatting with the owner of the vegetable seller, Fang Qingming suddenly understood why some people have always longed to have a family on their own.

In the process of talking with the boss, Fang Qingming noticed that whenever he talked about his wife, there was a smile in his eyes that could not be hidden at all.

This is probably home, warmth, and happiness.

The sunset in Fengshi is infinitely good and intoxicating.

Just as Fang Qingming was still immersed in the yearning just now and couldn't extricate himself, when he approached the parking place, the smile on the corner of Fang Qingming's mouth slowly disappeared.

Because, Fang Qingming saw a familiar figure, leaning against the passenger window of the car, chatting with Song Xiangran.

Time went back to when Fang Qingming had just left.

That is, not long after Fang Qingming's front foot walked, He Ziqiang, who was not far away, walked over to this side.

Although there is a military region in Fengshi, there are few people who can drive this military pickup, not to mention, the license plate number of this car, He Ziqiang has remembered it since he first saw it.

Originally, He Ziqiang was just passing by, and he had just come out of the store after buying cigarettes, and he happened to meet this car.

Just as He Ziqiang was about to drive away, the military pickup truck stopped on the side of the road in the vegetable market, and after a while, Fang Qingming walked down.

Then, Fang Qingming also walked next to the co-pilot and said a few words to the co-pilot's position.

He Ziqiang lit the cigarette he had just bought in the carriage, and in the smoke, he looked at the car not far away.

Although the distance is too far, I can't see who is sitting on the passenger seat, and I can't even tell if it's a man or a woman.

But after Fang Qingming finished speaking to the co-pilot just now, the smile that appeared on his face made He Ziqiang frown.

I don't know why, He Ziqiang felt that the person sitting in the co-pilot seat was Song Xiangran.

But when Fang Qingming hadn't left yet, he rushed forward and was seen by Fang Qingming, and the situation might be a little embarrassing.

So, as soon as Fang Qingming's front foot was a few meters away, He Ziqiang quickly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and plucked himself in the rearview mirror.

Seeing that he was about to get off the car, He Ziqiang's afterglow looked at the bottle of breath freshener in the back compartment, reached out to take it, and sprayed it on himself.

When he went to Xiaolin Village last time, He Ziqiang knew that no one smoked in Song Xiangran's house.

Once He Ziqiang smoked, Song Xiangran subconsciously moved outside, and since then, He Ziqiang has never smoked in front of Song Xiangran.

When everything was ready, He Ziqiang took a few deep breaths, opened the car door, and walked towards the military pickup.

Now He's enterprise has established a cooperative relationship with Xiaolin Village, and from time to time, He Ziqiang will go to Xiaolin Village to take a look at the situation instead of his father.

In the eyes of He Ziqiang's father, it is the son who has finally grown up and is willing to take responsibility.

Although He Ziqiang does want to change his ways, to a certain extent, He Ziqiang still holds the hope that when he goes to Xiaolin Village, he may be able to meet Song Xiangran.

Even if He Ziqiang deliberately chooses weekends or holidays to go to Xiaolin Village, after all, there are good reasons, and only after the holidays do people have time to travel.

However, He Ziqiang did not see Song Xiangran a few times.

Every time I saw Song Xiangran, either He Ziqiang was too busy, or Song Xiangran was too busy, and the two of them often hurriedly said hello and left.

Therefore, He Ziqiang was a little nervous.

After so many years of love, He Ziqiang noticed the tension for the first time, and his palms began to sweat unconsciously.

Just when He Ziqiang was still hesitating to knock on the car window, he found that the car window was open, and Song Xiangran was leaning against the window, looking at a certain place.

Song Xiangran was not aware of He Ziqiang's appearance at all.

He Ziqiang, who stood in place for a while, found that Song Xiangran didn't notice him at all, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, Xiao Xiangran, what do you want?" He Ziqiang cleared his throat and approached the car window and said to Song Xiangran.

The sudden appearance of the voice really startled Song Xiangran.

After seeing clearly who was He Ziqiang, Song Xiangran breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Fang Qingming was not there, in case she met a bad person, she couldn't beat it.

"Why are you? Song Xiangran patted his chest.

"What's the point, why me?" He Ziqiang frowned unhappily, and then continued with some grievances, "I've been standing here for a while, and you don't know what to do there." "

Today, Song Xiangran really didn't have the heart to talk to He Ziqiang, so she didn't pay attention to those strange words.

"I said, how can it be so coincidental that you are here too?"

"I was passing by to buy a pack of cigarettes, and I happened to see this military pickup truck, and I wondered if you would be in it, so I came over and took a look. He Ziqiang returned to his previous appearance.

Song Xiangran took a good look at He Ziqiang, today He Ziqiang was wearing a well-cut black suit, a pair of leather shoes were polished, and his hair was smeared with oil.

As long as He Ziqiang didn't speak, Song Xiangran must have thought that this was some kind of well-known entrepreneur and successful person.

"You dress like a decent gentleman, why do you still talk like a hanger?" Song Xiangran quipped.

"I was originally a decent man. He Ziqiang raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, why are you in this car? Isn't this Fang Qingming's car?"

Speaking of this question and thinking of what happened today, Song Xiangran suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Song Xiangran's sudden silence and complicated expression, He Ziqiang felt a bad feeling in his heart inexplicably.

"What's the matter? Fang Qingming is going to kidnap you to his house?" He Ziqiang teased with a smile.

Song Xiangran smiled helplessly and sighed and said, "How is this possible, it's just that I live in the Fang family on weekends." "

Suddenly, Song Xiangran seemed to remember something.

"yes, I don't have to leave school on weekends, I can go back to school!"

Hearing Song Xiangran say this, He Ziqiang felt even more that Fang Qingming wanted to blackmail Song Xiangran to live in his own house, and he suddenly regretted that he was so gentle with Song Xiangran, maybe he should be like Fang Qingming, a little more domineering.

Isn't there such a saying, keep a woman's heart, and keep a woman's person first.

"Hey, no, Qingran is back this week, I still have to go. Song Xiangran instantly languished again.

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