Originally, Song Xiangran thought that after Fang Qingming was rejected, the relationship between himself and Fang Qingming would become a little awkward, but the truth was the opposite of the expected result.

Although Fang Qingming's confession was rejected, after learning that he could continue to pursue Song Xiangran, Fang Qingming was obviously in a good mood.

Along the way, Fang Qingming hummed happily, his eyes were full of smiles, almost overflowing.

For the first time in my life, I accepted a confession, and I rejected others, and the worst thing was that I had to ride in a car with each other, and finally had to live under someone's roof...... Song Xiangran suddenly felt that his nerves were a little big, and he actually got into the car like this.

Besides, Song Xiangran didn't have a good impression of Fang Qingming, she just couldn't be sure how much Fang Qingming had for her?

After all, Song Xiangran is a person who has lived once, and his mental age is more than twenty years older than the age of this body, Fang Qingming can even be described as a yellow-haired boy for Song Xiangran.

This man, when he lives to a certain age, knows that there are many things that cannot be found.

For example, love, true love is so rare.

And Song Xiangran, who has lived to this age, not only knows that true love is rare, but also has passed the stage where he is willing to try and take risks.

Therefore, agreeing to Fang Qingming, Song Xiangran subconsciously felt that this was not cherishing this opportunity for rebirth.

"Xiangran, do you have anything you want to eat at night?" Fang Qingming suddenly realized that Song Xiangran next to him had been silent, and hurriedly turned his head to ask her.

Song Xiangran came back to his senses, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know, I'll eat what you do." "

Suddenly, Fang Qingming approached in the direction of Song Xiangran, and that handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Song Xiangran, catching her off guard.

You must know that although Song Xiangran has lived two lives, she has not kissed a man she has a good impression of, and she is still full of girlish heart when it comes to this matter.

As the distance between Fang Qingming and Song Xiangran narrowed, Song Xiangran's heartbeat was also accelerating, she swallowed her saliva, and her hand subconsciously grasped the corner of her clothes.

"Why are you frowning, it doesn't look good. Fang Qingming stretched out his hand and gently smoothed Song Xiangran's brows.

Song Xiangran herself didn't know when she started to tighten her brows, and after being smoothed by Fang Qingming, her mood seemed to be a little lighter.

Seeing that Song Xiangran was stunned and motionless, Fang Qingming laughed softly, then sat down again and continued to drive, as if everything just now was just a very incidental thing.

When Song Xiangran reacted, he immediately turned his head out of the window and looked at the vehicles coming and going outside the window in a daze.

At the same time, Song Xiangran's eyes also dimmed, fleeting, and even she didn't notice it.

Due to today's special situation, Fang Qingming got out of the car to buy vegetables by himself, leaving Song Xiangran to wait in the car alone.

On the way to the vegetable market, Fang Qingming had already thought of a few of Song Xiangran's favorite dishes in his heart.

Then, as usual, Fang Qingming walked straight to the stalls he frequented.

The couple who sold greens, only men were busy in front of the stall today.

"Boss, I want Shanghai Qing, the same old way. Fang Qingming and the family were already very familiar, and the two greeted each other very casually.

Noticing that Fang Qingming came to buy vegetables alone today, the man felt strange, so he asked, "Hey, Xiao Fang, the little girl who came with you before, why didn't you see it today?"

"Oh, she ......" Fang Qingming didn't know how to explain to the boss for a while, but thinking of what happened today, Fang Qingming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The man was very familiar with this kind of expression, so he patted Fang Qingming's shoulder very understandingly, and comforted: "Xiao Fang, don't worry, it's unpleasant to have trouble with her, right?"

When I came here before, the stall owners who sold vegetables basically acquiesced that Fang Qingming and Song Xiangran were a couple, but they didn't say it directly, so at this moment, Fang Qingming really didn't know how to explain.

But the boss said that it was unpleasant, Fang Qingming thought of Song Xiangran's brows unconsciously tightening in the car just now, and felt that this was also unpleasant, right?

So Fang Qingming nodded.

"Oh, I know, you are young, you are a little contradictory from time to time, and it will be okay to go home and coax well. The man said with a smile.

After the man finished speaking, Fang Qingming realized that the man's wife was not here today.

"Why didn't the boss see her today?" Fang Qingming handed the money to the boss and asked casually.

At the mention of the proprietress the man, a smile bloomed on the man's face.

"Good news, it seems?" Fang Qingming asked with a smile.

The man hurriedly nodded and said, "I can't imagine that we can still conceive a second child at our age! "

The couple, who are in their fifties, had a son who had grown up to work in other places, and the family rarely had the opportunity to reunite except during the holidays.

"It's a great blessing, congratulations. Fang Qingming looked at the smile of the man in front of him, and suddenly felt some envy in his heart.

In the past, Fang Qingming's concept of home, that is, the house, knew that he had parents and younger brothers, and they were a family.

However, Fang Qingming has never felt like this today.

For the first time, Fang Qingming felt that it would be a very happy thing for him to form a family.

"So, Xiaofang, what about young people, it's okay to make a little contradiction. The man seemed to have opened the conversation box and talked about himself and his wife, and the smile could not be hidden in his eyes.

"I think I have a lot of conflicts with your sister-in-law, I had many conflicts when I was young, not to mention when I was young, even when I got married later, there were also a lot of contradictions. "

"Love, to a certain extent, will become family affection, what do you cultural people call this?

"Now we have to quarrel and quarrel from time to time, but the relationship is still very good. No, your sister-in-law is going to give birth to a baby again, pregnant woman, she has a big temper, she walks sideways at home, I don't dare to provoke her, what can I do, my own woman, I have to spoil it. "

Unconsciously, Fang Qingming stood in front of the stall and listened to the boss tell many stories about him and his wife.

Although some of them are trivial things, when they can be said from a man's mouth, they will become extraordinarily beautiful, because every word, every word, a man says with love, it is polished with love.

"Oh, look at me, I accidentally chattered too much, go back quickly, or your little girlfriend will be angry. The boss said goodbye to Fang Qingming with a smile.

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