"It's not early, the sun is all on the butt. Fang Qingming raised his head and said to Song Xiangran with a smile.

Because he was too excited last night, Song Xiangran didn't know when he fell asleep, he got up at dawn in the morning, although he was very excited because he was about to go to college, but he was still a little tired.

"Uncle and aunt haven't gotten up yet, have they?" Song Xiangran said with an embarrassed smile and sat in his place.

As soon as Song Xiangran's words fell, Chen Meiyun's voice came out of the kitchen: "Qingming, go and tell Xiangran to get up for breakfast." “

Fang Qingming and Fang Qingran at the dining table looked directly at Song Xiangran.

Song Xiangran smiled embarrassedly and said to Chen Meiyun in the kitchen, "Auntie, I'm already up." “

Chen Meiyun, who heard Song Xiangran's voice, quickly came out with a casserole, put it directly in front of Song Xiangran, and said to Song Xiangran with a smile: "Get up, this is a casserole porridge specially boiled for you over low heat, try it." “

"Thank you, Auntie!" Song Xiangran had already smelled the tempting fragrance in the kitchen, and it turned out to be the casserole porridge in front of him.

Fang Qingming, who was sitting opposite Song Xiangran, pretended to complain and said, "Mom, I've wanted to eat this casserole porridge for a long time......

Chen Meiyun patted Song Xiangran's shoulder with a smile and said, "Xiangran, if you can't finish drinking, give Qingming more to Qingming." “

"Haha, okay," Song Xiangran was also accustomed to the state of this family fighting each other these days, and smiled and gave Fang Qingming a bowl of porridge and handed it to Fang Qingming, "Brother Qingming, give." “

Fang Qingming took it with a smile and said, "Thank you, I really don't know if I'm biological." “

After breakfast, Chen Meiyun urged Fang Qingming and Fang Qingran to help Song Xiangran get his luggage into the car.

"Xiangran, were you so excited last night that you couldn't sleep?" Chen Meiyun looked at Song Xiangran's face mentally, "I have dark circles under my eyes." “

As soon as she heard that she had dark circles under her eyes, Song Xiangran was taken aback, after all, she rarely stayed up late, and she never had dark circles under her eyes.

"Huh? Really, Auntie?" Song Xiangran touched her face worriedly and looked at Chen Meiyun, "Do I have a bad complexion?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little dark circles, after all, I'm going to college, and I'm so excited that I can't sleep all night." Chen Meiyun was amused by Song Xiangran's worried look, and lowered her head and took out some bottles and cans from her makeup bag.

Before Song Xiangran could react, Chen Meiyun began to spray powder on Song Xiangran's face.

"I think when I was in college, I almost had insomnia, and my face was much worse than yours. Chen Meiyun sighed about her past while powdering Song Xiangran.

It didn't take long for Chen Meiyun to finish, took out a mirror she carried with her, handed it to Song Xiangran, and said, "At that time, it wasn't like now, you can also use cosmetics to remedy it." But Xiang Ran, you are young now, your face is full of collagen, just draw your eyebrows and put on lipstick, you are so beautiful!"

was praised by Chen Meiyun like this, Song Xiangran was embarrassed.

However, Song Xiangran took a look in the mirror, and after Chen Meiyun's hand, the dark circles under the eyes were almost invisible, the originally light eyebrows were also painted into a beautiful color, and the lips were even more ruddy because of a layer of lipstick, and the whole person's complexion was much better than in the morning.

And Fang Qingming, who was sitting in the co-pilot, although he said that he wanted to read some official documents as soon as he got in the car, he couldn't help but look at Song Xiangran in the back row through the rearview mirror at this time.

Fang Qingming has seen a lot of women with heavy makeup, but a girl like Song Xiangran, who never uses powder on weekdays, occasionally touches it up with a little touch, and she is amazing.

"Qingran, am I good-looking?" Song Xiangran happily turned his head and asked Fang Qingran.

Fang Qingran, who was a little motion sick, reluctantly raised his head to look at Song Xiangran, his face flushed, and he turned his head and said, "It's not good-looking, it's ugly, and it's wearing heavy makeup." “

The people in the carriage were taken aback, especially Chen Meiyun.

"You kid, why are you so visionless, how can this be called heavy makeup? Your mother's makeup skills, that's one in a hundred!" Chen Meiyun glared at Fang Qingran angrily.

But Song Xiangran had already caught a glimpse of the unnatural blush on Fang Qingran's face, and understood that he was shy and didn't want to admit it.

"Brother Qingming, is it good-looking?" Song Xiangran put his head next to the co-pilot's chair and looked at Fang Qingming expectantly.

At such a close distance, Fang Qingming could even see the hairs on Song Xiangran's face, and his heart suddenly stopped, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

Feeling a tightness in his throat, Fang Qingming cleared his throat, moved his gaze back to the official document in his hand, and said a little perfunctorily: "It's okay." “

"Oh......" Song Xiangran returned to his seat with some disappointment.

After all, Jiang is still old and spicy, and Song Xiangran didn't see the meaning of Fang Qingming's words at all.

Fang Weihua saw that the other two men in the car would not appreciate it, and sighed in his heart how could he have such a visionless son, so he smiled and said to Song Xiangran in the rearview mirror: "Xiangran, don't listen to the nonsense of these two discerning guys, they are very good-looking." “

"Thank you, uncle. When Song Xiangran heard this, Du Le blossomed.

Seeing that she was about to arrive at school, Chen Meiyun suddenly remembered something, took Song Xiangran's hand seriously, and said to her: "Xiangran, no matter where you are, there are good people and bad people, and people are unpredictable, you must be more careful." “

Except for human traffickers, Song Xiangran has rarely encountered any bad people since he grew up like this.

If it was in the past, Song Xiangran would definitely ask Chen Meiyun why she said this in confusion. But since experiencing the abduction and trafficking in the previous life, Song Xiangran had to start to have the necessary precautions against people.

Therefore, Song Xiangran nodded obediently, held Chen Meiyun's hand, and said, "Thank you, Auntie, I know." “

"If you meet someone who is fateful, make a friend, make a friend, it's really a science. Chen Meiyun touched Song Xiangran's head with a smile, and recalled in her mind many years ago, when she and Gao Huijuan were in college, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Some people know people but don't know their hearts, so don't make conclusions about a person easily. Got it?"

"Okay, I see, Auntie. “

Before he knew it, Fang Weihua's car drove into the campus of Fengshi University.

Fengshi University is a well-known comprehensive university in China, with a long history, and Song Jianguo and they all graduated from this school.

Therefore, although the city has developed better and better over the years, and many parts of the university have been renovated, there are still many places that retain the style of decades ago, especially the iconic sculpture at the gate.

Song Xiangran carried the bag on his back, walked to the sculpture, looked up at it, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.