He Ziqiang in the crowd finally saw Song Xiangran's shy appearance, but not because she was flirting, but because she was praised by a bunch of people.

I don't know why, the shy Song Xiangran looks a little cuter in He Ziqiang.

After the disbandment, He Ziqiang began to follow Song Xiangran again, this time for unknown reasons, Song Xiangran did not refuse.

So He Ziqiang followed Song Xiangran to the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

He Ziqiang didn't know why Song Xiangran came here, and was about to ask Song Xiangran, but Song Xiangran took the lead and said, "Do you want to race?"

"Race?" He Ziqiang did a lot of Song Xiangran, although Song Xiangran is tall among girls, but after all, he is a girl's family, "Do you follow me?"

Song Xiangran nodded, without the slightest hint of joke on his face.

This made He Ziqiang, who originally wanted to make fun of Song Xiangran, swallow the words in his mouth again.

"Okay, don't cry when you lose. He Ziqiang said nonchalantly, and then squatted down to tie his shoelaces.

Song Xiangran said disapprehantly: "Winning or losing is not a big deal. "

He Ziqiang was stunned, this was the first time he had heard someone say this to himself since he grew up so much, maybe it was just Song Xiangran casually, but it did shock He Ziqiang's heart.

In their circle, everyone has been taught since childhood that winning and being the first is the true meaning of life.

"I'll let you count, and we'll run together when you're done. Song Xiangran also fastened his shoelaces, and then turned his head and raised his eyebrows at He Ziqiang next to him.

Song Xiangran next to him exuded a jealous confidence all over his body, He Ziqiang was stunned before he nodded.

"One, two, three, run!" As soon as He Ziqiang's words fell, Song Xiangran next to him flew out like an arrow.

He Ziqiang, who originally wanted to release the water, looked at Song Xiangran's distant back in disbelief, and after doing a second of ideological work, he gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, plus He Ziqiang was originally a person who likes to run, and in the end, of course, he reached the finish line first.

But Song Xiangran didn't have the slightest expression of discouragement on his face, and just started to stretch after running by himself.

In He Ziqiang's heart, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the girl in front of him.

"Hey, Xiao Xiangran, why are you so calm in everything you do?" He Ziqiang asked while stretching.

"Well, it's a long story. Song Xiangran knew that He Ziqiang would ask himself this question, "To make a long story short, just work hard." "

"Just work hard?" He Ziqiang said these four words repeatedly, which are obviously extremely ordinary and common four words, but now when they are put together, they look like some philosophy of life.

"Sometimes winning or losing is actually not that important," Song Xiangran stretched and leaned against a tree to calm his breathing, "More often, it is worth it to do your best to obey the destiny of God and enjoy the process." "

He Ziqiang also followed Song Xiangran's example, leaning on the trunk of the tree and panting.

At the same time, He Ziqiang was a little more curious about Song Xiangran in his heart. After all, Song Xiangran doesn't look very old, how can he say a few words casually, just like a middle-aged person who has experienced dozens of years old.

I couldn't hold back the curiosity in my heart, He Ziqiang turned his head to look at Song Xiangran and asked, "Xiao Xiangran, how old are you this year?"

Regarding He Ziqiang's question, Song Xiangran didn't expect it.

"I'm going to be eighteen soon. Song Xiangran looked up at the sky, and before he knew it, the sunset had dyed half of the sky red.

Eighteen years old, in the previous life, Song Xiangran spent his eighteenth birthday in that dirty and dark cellar.

At that time, it was really called that the heavens should not be right, and the earth was not spiritual. No one cares if she turns eighteen today, and no one cares if her first time is for someone she really likes.

After being reborn, after a period of adaptation, Song Xiangran has not remembered the events of the previous life for a long time.

This time, because of He Ziqiang's inexplicable question, Song Xiangran's dim memories were evoked.

Seeing Song Xiangran next to him, he suddenly frowned, as if he had fallen into some bad memories. He Ziqiang suddenly regretted that he had asked that question, but he couldn't understand why an age question would make Song Xiangran so sad.

"Well, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry. He Ziqiang was rarely embarrassed.

The sudden apology also made Song Xiangran a little unexpected. She turned her head and smiled at He Ziqiang, this time it wasn't the standard smile that showed eight teeth.

"It's okay, I'm just remembering something, it's been a long time. Song Xiangran shrugged indifferently.

And He Ziqiang seemed to be still immersed in Song Xiangran's smile just now, and he half came back to his senses.

"I think you had a better smile just now. He Ziqiang said sincerely.

"Really?" Song Xiangran thought about it, and suddenly understood what He Ziqiang meant, and laughed.

Although He Ziqiang has finished college and is now interning in his father's company, he is not much older than Song Xiangran.

So the two of them finished the race, and sat down under the big tree again, and chatted for a while.

Chatting and chatting, He Ziqiang suddenly remembered the question in his heart.

"Is the idea for Xiaolin Village to develop tourism come up with you?" After chatting with Song Xiangran just now, He Ziqiang's answer to this question became clearer and clearer, but he still wanted to confirm it.

Sure enough, Song Xiangran nodded and said, "I proposed it, but I first proposed it because we are too poor here, and we have to find a way to develop it." "

Although He Ziqiang already had the answer in his heart, when he heard Song Xiangran admit it in person, he couldn't help but admire Song Xiangran so much.

"I didn't expect you to have such a long-term vision at such a young age, and you are very suitable to be a businessman. He Ziqiang looked at Song Xiangran, and began to uncontrollably imagine what Song Xiangran would look like in business with himself.

But Song Xiangran shook his head and said, "I can't answer this, because my dream is to be a writer." "

"A man of letters?" He Ziqiang was stunned, "But you are bold and careful, and you have foresight and strategy, it's a pity not to be a businessman." "

Song Xiangran smiled, stood up, and walked home by himself, He Ziqiang saw this and hurriedly got up and followed.

I saw Song Xiangran saying as he walked: "It's a pity, it's not a pity, it's not like you said it." I do what I love and it's the most worthwhile. "

At that moment, He Ziqiang's heart rippled.

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