Because he knew that he was going home today, Song Xiangran was a little excited last night and couldn't sleep. This morning, I got up early this morning because I was packing my things.

After getting in the car, put down his things, Song Xiangran leaned on the back of the seat, originally planning to close his eyes and recuperate, but when he closed it, he fell asleep.

It seems that the person who knows that the person returning home is tired, and this bus runs exceptionally smoothly.

But there is some gravity, Song Xiangran originally slept on the back of the chair, but unconsciously, his head began to stagger.

Xu Zhiyuan, who was sitting next to Song Xiangran, was a little nervous.

In fact, this is not the first time Xu Zhiyuan and Song Xiangran have been so close, the two of them slept in the same bed when they were children. But at this moment, the two friends who slept together and raced together have grown up.

It was the age when the heart of spring sprouted, and when Xu Zhiyuan began his adolescence, he found that he had a different feeling for Song Xiangran.

Unconsciously, before Xu Zhiyuan went to bed, Song Xiangran's face would appear in his mind, laughing, sad, angry, no matter what it was, Xu Zhiyuan could sleep well as long as he thought of Song Xiangran.

But only Xu Zhiyuan understands that his feelings for Song Xiangran are called liking. And Song Xiangran, who was secretly in love with Xu Zhiyuan, didn't know anything about it.

Seeing that Song Xiangran's head was about to touch Xu Zhiyuan's shoulder, suddenly the bus made a turn, Song Xiangran closed his eyes and whispered a few words, then frowned and turned his head over, leaning on the back of the chair.

While Song Xiangran was sleeping, Xu Zhiyuan dared to boldly look at Song Xiangran's face.

When she was in Xiaolin Village before, Song Xiangran was a well-known wild girl in the village. Other boys of the same age avoided Song Xiangran, for fear that Song Xiangran would pull him to race again if he had an idea.

Because everyone knows that in addition to reading, Song Xiangran loves running very much, and girls can't outrun her, so she has to find boys to run.

But the boy ran with Song Xiangran, and felt that Song Xiangran was too fierce, not only explosive, but also amazing. Over time, everyone didn't dare to run with Song Xiangran because they were too tired.

Except for Xu Zhiyuan.

Because his health is not very good, Xu Zhiyuan has been forced to exercise since he was a child. Later, I met Song Xiangran, and the two hit it off, one likes to run, and the other wants to exercise.

Later, running and running, Song Xiangran and Xu Zhiyuan became good friends.

It was precisely because of the race in those years that Xu Zhiyuan had the opportunity to understand Song Xiangran and find Song Xiangran good.

Even if everyone knows that Song Xiangran is becoming more and more beautiful, but few boys of the same age dare to pursue Song Xiangran, everyone thinks that Song Xiangran is a bit boyish, bold, and has a big personality, not the kind of girl who is honest and honest in the small family they like.

But except for Xu Zhiyuan.

Maybe this is complementarity, one is outward, the other is introverted. Xu Zhiyuan often fantasizes about being with Song Xiangran in his mind, and feels that he is quite a good match with Song Xiangran.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhiyuan turned his head again to look at Song Xiangran's face.

The sunlight poured in from the car window, shining on Song Xiangran's face, like a layer of golden furry edges.

And Song Xiangran's eyelashes, long and curly, fluttered slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings, I don't know when it flew into Xu Zhiyuan's heart.

Such a quiet Song Xiangran made Xu Zhiyuan feel very moved.

At this time, the driver suddenly braked sharply, and Song Xiangran's head fell directly on Xu Zhiyuan's shoulder.

The rest of the passengers in the car were complaining about how the driver drove, but Xu Zhiyuan, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he moved his shoulders in the direction of Song Xiangran, and his heart blossomed.

Although it was hard to maintain this posture, Xu Zhiyuan enjoyed it.

When the bus reported to the station name of Xiaolin Village, Xu Zhiyuan gently pushed Song Xiangran and said softly: "Xiangran, we have arrived." "

Song Xiangran sat up straight with sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and moved his neck again.

"So fast. Song Xiangran didn't realize that he had fallen asleep on Xu Zhiyuan's shoulder just now, but he felt that he was quite comfortable sleeping in the car this time.

"Let's go. Xu Zhiyuan restrained the friendship for Song Xiangran in his eyes, returned to his usual appearance, lowered his head and carried Song Xiangran's heavy luggage, and walked straight out of the car.

After getting out of the car, Song Xiangran and Xu Zhiyuan found that everyone in the village knew that the two of them were going home today, so they asked Xu Sanfu to drive a small truck and wait for them next to the stop sign.

Xu Sanfu was very happy to see his son, he had always been very wooden, and he couldn't help but shush Xu Zhiyuan at this time.

In the face of his father's sudden care, although Xu Zhiyuan was a little uncomfortable, he was also very moved.

Because of the truck, soon, Song Xiangran and his party arrived at Xiaolin Village.

"Mom!" When Song Xiangran saw Gao Huijuan, she threw her luggage directly to the ground, and ran to Gao Huijuan's arms.

The mother and daughter seemed to have not seen each other for a long time, and they hugged each other for a long time before separating.

"Oh, the food in the school is good or Aunt Meiyun's food is good, why are you getting more and more mellow?" Gao Huijuan smiled and pinched Song Xiangran's face and quipped.

Song Xiangran touched his face embarrassedly, it was indeed a little rounder than before the start of school.

"It's all there, but Aunt Meiyun's craftsmanship is really good. Song Xiangran said and grabbed Gao Huijuan's arm, and the two of them walked into the house.

Xu Zhiyuan, who was behind him, saw the pile of luggage abandoned by Song Xiangran on the ground, and hurriedly shouted at Song Xiangran's back: "Xiangran, your luggage!"

Song Xiangran remembered that she was too excited to see Gao Huijuan just now, and her luggage had been forgotten.

"You girl, you lost everything, go into the house, I'll get it. Song Jianguo heard Song Xiangran's voice, and he had already walked out of the house at this time, and after seeing Song Xiangran, he first bent his finger and knocked on Song Xiangran's forehead.

"Zhiyuan, I've worked hard for you, I helped Xiangran get a lot of things, right?" Song Jianguo smiled and took a bunch of luggage from Xu Zhiyuan's hand.

"There is no hard work, Xiang Ran took the heaviest pile of luggage by himself. Xu Zhiyuan said embarrassedly.

Song Jianguo noticed that Xu Zhiyuan had changed his glasses, and originally wanted to say something, but Gao Huijuan behind him was urging him to enter the house quickly, so he had to simply say goodbye to Xu Zhiyuan.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't mind, when he thought of Song Xiangran sleeping on his shoulder all the way today, he felt that other hardships and tiredness were nothing.

So Xu Zhiyuan carried his simple luggage and walked home briskly.

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