The final exam was coming soon, and Song Xiangran was in the library almost all day, so when he was busy, he didn't have time to call Fang Qingming.

Although Fang Qingming's work in the army was not easy, his thoughts about Song Xiangran seemed to be increasing every minute.

This is the fifth day since the last playground date, Fang Qingming has not been in contact with Song Xiangran for five consecutive days, and if he doesn't contact again, he will wonder if he already has a girlfriend.

Finally couldn't hold it back, Fang Qingming called the landline in Song Xiangran's dormitory.

It was not Song Xiangran who answered the phone.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Liu Hongyun was also busy catching up with a final paper, and happened to pass by the landline, so he picked up the phone.

"Hello, I'll look for Song Xiangran. Fang Qingming replied.

The male voice on the phone was low and pleasant, and Liu Hongyun immediately reacted, this was Fang Qingming's voice.

Jealous of Song Xiangran in his heart, Liu Hongyun wanted to lie to Fang Qingming that Song Xiangran was not there now, but in the afterglow, Song Xiangran was obviously working hard to write, and sighed silently in his heart, Liu Hongyun turned to look at Song Xiangran and said, "Xiangran, someone is looking for you." ”

Song Xiangran has been revising the manuscript he is going to take to the competition in the past two days, and he has hardly slept well, so his voice sounds a little tired.

"Hey?" Song Xiangran clamped the microphone between his shoulders and closed his eyes.

"Xiang Ran, you sound tired, what's wrong?" Fang Qingming's eyebrows were full of worry.

Hearing that it was Fang Qingming's voice, Song Xiangran's eyes immediately opened, and even the tone of his voice seemed to have a hint of sweetness.

"Brother Qingming, why did you call? I stayed up late to catch up on the manuscript for the past two days, and I have to hand it in today, so I'm a little tired. Song Xiangran didn't want Fang Qingming to worry too much, so he cheered up and spoke.

Fang Qingming smiled bitterly: "I haven't been in touch for five days, I miss you very much, Xiangran." ”

Song Xiangran was stunned, and then said with a smile: "I miss you too, it's the weekend soon, and we can meet." ”

"Well, that's the way it goes, but one day, I'd like to hear from you. Fang Qingming smiled, "What kind of competition is this time?"

"I'm in the finals of a national essay competition, and I'm the last draft, but I don't know what the result will be. When Song Xiangran talked about this competition, he seemed a little unconfident.

"Since you can make it to the finals, it means that your strength is not bad, don't worry. Fang Qingming laughed softly, he seemed to be able to see Song Xiangran's sad face on the phone, "What is the topic this time?"

"Well...... Song Xiangran thought about it and smiled shyly, "It's related to you, but I won't tell you yet." ”

When the two of them chatted sweetly, Liu Hongyun saw it in his eyes and was sour in his heart.

"Xiangran, we are studying, can we not fall in love now?" Liu Hongyun said angrily.

Song Xiangran found out that she had been on the phone with Fang Qingming for more than half an hour unconsciously, and her roommates were indeed studying, so she hurriedly smiled apologetically at Liu Hongyun and said, "I'm sorry, I'll hang up the phone soon." ”

Then, Song Xiangran turned to Fang Qingming on the phone and said, "Brother Qingming, I'm going to study, see you the day after tomorrow." ”

"Okay, but wait a minute," Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and said, "Kiss me." ”

Song Xiangran immediately blushed and said coquettishly: "Don't, I'm in the dormitory." ”

"Hurry up. Fang Qingming said with a smile.

"Fang Qingming, don't take an inch, I'll hang up, goodbye. Song Xiangran lowered his voice and called Fang Qingming's name word by word.

Fang Qingming had no choice but to give up teasing Song Xiangran, and compromised: "Well, don't work too hard, goodbye." ”

After waiting for a while, Song Xiangran found that he hadn't heard the beep of hanging up the phone, and said strangely: "Brother Qingming, haven't you hung up yet?"

On the other side of the phone, Fang Qingming was also very strange.

"Well, I'm waiting for you to hang up. ”

"That's right...... Well, I was waiting for you to hang up. Song Xiangran smiled.

"Then you hang up first. Fang Qingming laughed softly.

Song Xiangran reluctantly hung up the phone.

"Xiang Ran, so reluctant. Song Cha came over to make fun of Song Xiangran, and then was slapped away by Song Xiangran.

"Look at your book. Song Xiangran ran away shyly.

Finally, Friday is here again.

Because he was going to see Fang Qingming today, Song Xiangran returned the mask the night before and rested early, wanting to maintain a good state.

After the last date with Fang Qingming, Song Xiangran decided to learn makeup hard, and went to Jinsha to learn makeup whenever he had time.

Today, Song Xiangran tried it once and put on light makeup by himself, although it is still far from what Jinsha taught, but it is still quite visible.

In order to match this makeup, Song Xiangran picked out a gentle light blue long skirt, a beige loose sweater, stepped on a pair of small brown leather shoes, and went downstairs to see Fang Qingming.

After confirming the relationship, Song Xiangran seemed to be more shy when he saw Fang Qingming, and before he got close to Fang Qingming, Song Xiangran couldn't help but start blushing.

"Why don't you look up at me?" Fang Qingming took Song Xiangran's hand and slowly walked from the dormitory building to the parking place, and found that Song Xiangran rarely spoke along the way, and he didn't even look up at himself.

Song Xiangran brushed her hair with another hand that did not hold Fang Qingming, now that the temperature is getting cooler, Song Xiangran's hair has grown, so she simply draped it over her shoulders, and the whole person looked very gentle.

"No, I don't. Song Xiangran quibbled, but still didn't look up at Fang Qingming.

Fang Qingming finally couldn't help it, pulled Song Xiangran, forced her to turn around and look at herself, looked at Song Xiangran with some grievances and said, "Xiangran, what's wrong with you, why don't you look at me?"

"I ...... I ......" Song Xiangran stammered, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Qingming thought that something was wrong with Song Xiangran, and approached her worriedly.

Song Xiangran took a deep breath and said, "Fang Qingming, I'm a little shy now, so I don't dare to talk to you." ”

"Shy, why?" Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and said. "Aren't we already together?"

"Well, let's not talk about that, I seem to miss you even more when I see you. Song Xiangran simply let go, threw himself into Fang Qingming's arms, and said coquettishly.

"Me too. Fang Qingming lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on Song Xiangran's forehead.

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