After a short period of separation, Chen Meiyun and Song Xiangran seemed to become inseparable, and decided to sleep together at night, wanting to talk about some private words between women.

Except for Gao Huijuan, Song Xiangran rarely has that unreserved sense of trust and security, but Chen Meiyun also really likes Song Xiangran, so Song Xiangran also likes Chen Meiyun very much, and she feels that Chen Meiyun also has the feeling of Gao Huijuan.

Autumn has already entered Fengshi, and the temperature at night has dropped a lot.

"Auntie, can I sleep with you in my arms?" Song Xiangran asked Chen Meiyun with a smile.

After Chen Meiyun turned off the lights, she nodded without hesitation, lay down, hugged Song Xiangran into her arms, and said with a smile: "Xiangran, do whatever you want here, this is your home." ”

"It's good to have you. Song Xiangran hugged Chen Meiyun and said happily.

The two of them hugged each other like this, silent for a while, enjoying the tranquility.

The moonlight outside the window was hazy, and he jumped into the windowsill with joy, and before he knew it, he would take people's thoughts and drift away far, far away.

Chen Meiyun thought of the time when she was just with Fang Weihua, the two of them were in love for the first time, and when they first started in love, they had to stick together every day, greasy and crooked.

But after a while, the two of them will have all kinds of small frictions.

Even now, after decades of marriage, Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun often have friction.

"Xiang Ran, do you have any contradictions with Qing Ming now?" Chen Meiyun hesitated for a moment and asked.

Song Xiangran didn't understand why Chen Meiyun suddenly asked like this.

"No, the two of us are fine now, why do you suddenly ask this?" Song Xiangran looked at Chen Meiyun in confusion.

Chen Meiyun smiled and said, "It's okay, Auntie just remembered that she and your uncle had just fallen in love for a while, and she was tired of it, but as soon as the love period passed, it was the real run-in period, and all kinds of contradictions appeared." ”

"Will everyone be in such a situation?" Song Xiangran frowned slightly, and began to worry in his heart.

Although Song Xiangran's soul can be regarded as having lived for two lifetimes, she still doesn't know anything about love, love, and love. So the first time he fell in love, in addition to the sweetness, Song Xiangran was still a little apprehensive and nervous.

"Of course, silly girl, there is no one with whom no one will quarrel at all. Chen Meiyun laughed softly, "Xiangran, don't look at Ming Ming, he doesn't smile on weekdays, and he seems to be very mature at work, but in fact, he has no emotional experience at all, so when it comes to falling in love, I'm afraid you still have to take care of him." ”

Song Xiangran smiled and said, "Well, I know this, people are not perfect." ”

"Xiang Ran, you just need to remember that no matter what the situation is, you have to feel it with your heart, many things are quarreled between couples, and they always like to say some angry words......"

The two of them chatted like this, and gradually fell asleep.

This time when she went to Fang's house on the weekend, Song Xiangran always felt that there was an illusion of an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws, Song Xiangran didn't have this feeling when she went to Fang's house before, but now unconsciously, it seems that Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun treat themselves as quasi-daughters-in-law.

It's not that there is anything wrong with her in-laws, it's just that Song Xiangran feels that all this happened too fast, she obviously just had been with Fang Qingming for a short time, why did she have the illusion of going in the direction of marriage?

After sending Song Xiangran to the school gate, the two of them were reluctant to talk to you and me for a while.

"Brother Qingming, how can I have a ...... Is it the illusion of your Fang family's prospective daughter-in-law?" Song Xiangran thought about it, and decided to tell Fang Qingming about his doubts.

Who knows, Fang Qingming nodded without hesitation and said, "It's not an illusion, they do think so." ”

Song Xiangran suddenly didn't know how to answer, he was stunned for a while, and then he said: "But the two of us have only been together for a long time, will we be a little too happy?"

"It's okay, don't have so much pressure first, let's talk about ours, let's talk about these things later. Fang Qingming smiled and touched Song Xiangran's head very gently, "Go back quickly, didn't you say that there is still something to do?"

"Well, remember to miss me. Song Xiangran quickly kissed Fang Qingming's right cheek, and then walked back to the dormitory in a happy mood.

As soon as she said goodbye this time, Song Xiangran re-engaged in intense study, and at the same time, she was still nervously looking forward to the magazine interview in a few days.

Although for Song Xiangran herself, she has been looking forward to this day for two lifetimes, but in fact, in this life, Song Xiangran is only eighteen years old, and in the eyes of others, she is a little girl with a little talent and good luck.

Song Xiangran, who likes to read, has always hoped that she could submit articles to the magazine National Literature, and now, Song Xiangran finally has the opportunity to have further contact with this magazine, of course she is nervous and excited.

In particular, Lin Kun also told Song Xiangran that if he chatted with the people of the magazine during the interview, Song Xiangran would still have the opportunity to open his own column, which is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

Therefore, although he knew that he would not take photos during the interview, Song Xiangran still got up early, packed up and dressed himself, put on light makeup, put on beautiful and decent clothes, and went to the interview.

"Hello, Ms. Song Xiangran. "The host is wearing simple civilian clothes today and has a kind smile on his face.

Originally, Song Xiangran was still a little nervous, but because the male host was very friendly, he let go after a while.

"I have a question, your last manuscript, the title is about you. Some people think that you are real, and some people think that you are actually making it up, so what is the actual truth, can you tell us readers?"

In fact, Song Xiangran had a premonition that she would be asked this question, so she thought carefully about how to answer before she came.

When writing that article, Song Xiangran's inspiration did come from Fang Qingming, but as he wrote, Song Xiangran felt that there were some hidden traits about his personality.

So, if this article isn't just about Fang Qingming.

After thinking for a while, Song Xiangran said with a smile: "Although this article is about you, but this you, in fact, you have me, I have you, I think the reason why this article can move so many people is because of you, it is every you." ”

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