For a simple hug, two people can make a small awkward mess.

Xuanmu rarely wanted to be romantic, but he was discouraged, and he was naturally unhappy.

Yan Ran thinks why do you have to learn from others? As if she was envious.

All right! Even if she was a little envious, it was precisely because of this that she didn't want to be seen through by him.

The two faced each other angrily with their backs for a while, and then they didn't know what was wrong, Xuanmu suddenly turned to Yanran's back and said, "You don't like the sea of clouds, right?" As soon as this sentence came out, even he himself was startled, and he regretted it in his heart!

Yanran's head slammed, as if he had been hit on the head, turned around and stared at him, his eyes were sharp like a knife, making him uncomfortable, making him bow his head weakly.

He actually said that she liked the sea of clouds?

Is he crazy?

"Nangong Xuanmu...... You...... You're a pig! Yan Ran was really angry, but this time it was obviously not just angry, but also mixed with all kinds of complicated feelings, disappointment, anger...... It was like a stone in my heart, and the pressure was uncomfortable, so I took a glass of plum wine and drank it up, and glanced at Xuanmu fiercely before leaving.

Xuanmu took her into his arms and whispered softly in her ear: "Yan'er, don't be angry, really...... I didn't mean it, I must have had a nervous short-circuit. ”

His voice was small, and he buried his head in her neck, his cheek against her ear, and she could feel his warm breath, and his cheeks seemed to be so red and hot that even he seemed ashamed.

So she was not angry, and she was hugged by him, and most of her anger was eliminated. Begin to become soft-hearted.

She warned herself that she must not forgive him lightly this time, but he hugged her too tightly, stuck to her like an octopus, and apologized to himself in such a low voice, saying repeatedly as if coquettish: "Yan'er, don't be angry." Laugh one, laugh one! ”

He thought that as before, he would forgive him with a little coaxing, but apparently it wasn't so easy to deal with this time.

"Well, I'm not angry. But why did you just ask that? Yan Ran pretended to be calm, turned around and asked with a stern expression.

"I'm just asking, it doesn't really mean much." In the face of Yan Ran's questioning, Xuan Mu seemed a little flustered, and Yan Ran, who was too strict, actually made him a little nervous.

"All human actions and words are traceable. Since you asked so, it means that you have always had this knot in your heart...... You don't trust me! Yanran said, her eyes watery, she really didn't think so, but when she said it, she really thought so, and she was very aggrieved.

Yan Ran seemed to be more energetic than what he just said, and he really had a posture of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

Although she said that she was not angry, she didn't seem to be angry like this. Obviously I'm angry.

She kept asking him to give a reasonable explanation, just like the police interrogating a prisoner, but the more she did it. The more he panicked, even he couldn't understand why he said that sentence at that time, and he was really sorry for beating his chest!

"Nope! Not! It's true...... I can swear to God, I've never distrusted you...... I...... I'm just kidding you! Hehe! Xuanmu thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that only such an explanation could prevaricate Yanran a little and tease her, yes! Kid her!

It's really not a good day to quarrel. He has put a lot of thought into it and made a lot of preparations for today. But I didn't expect to make such a fuss, and he provoked it...... I really want to cry without tears!

In a word. Tong Guò has "battled" with Yan Ran several times, and he has found a pattern.

That is, he will lose every battle, and the person who apologizes every time must be him, at first he will struggle a little, stubborn, unable to let go of his figure and self-esteem, and now he is basically used to nature, as long as she is angry, he will immediately admit his mistake.

Xuanmu asked this question and it was not really without a trace, he knew in his heart that Yan Ran liked him, but he was entangled in Yan Ran never responded to him positively, and sometimes he inevitably felt uneasy and apprehensive, and always felt that Yan Ran did not like him as much as he did.

If you don't care, how many people really don't care about how much they pay?

What's more, at an age like them, they are at an age when they care about gains and losses, dedication, selflessness, and tolerance are still too strange to them, as if they were a product of the fifties and sixties, too far away, so it is difficult to understand.

He has a solid family background and has been held in his hands since he was a child, he is full of superiority, even if he conceals his identity, he is still very confident and arrogant in his bones, so he is with her, and he has unconsciously changed a lot of problems, become gentle, considerate, and began to think about her, and even became stupid, and he will do things that even he can't understand at every turn.

What about her? Although sometimes he feels that she still cares about him very much, but sometimes he will see helplessness and perfunctory in her eyes, which makes him very frustrated, does she like him or not?

Like? Dislike?

That's like the one percent probability, although extremely low, but because of that one percent of luck, all his efforts will become ridiculous.

He has confessed to her too many times, both openly and secretly, but she never responds positively, which makes him crazy, including their current relationship, is it boyfriend and girlfriend?

Anyway, in his heart, Yanran is his girlfriend, but what about her?

She never seemed to admit such a relationship, and she didn't want others to know, and every time she was alone with him, she was highly vigilant and secretive, for fear of being seen and letting him suffer from gains and losses.

I don't know why, I just saw Yanran looking at the sea of clouds, her eyes were clearly envious.

Although he knew that Yunhai was his good brother, and Xia Mo and Yanran were good sisters, he still reflexively turned into a hedgehog at that time, and began to think crankily, is this the so-called 'jealousy'?

"That's it! Don't be angry! If you're really angry, hit me! I'm not going to fight back! Xuanmu stretched out his arm and said.

He said so, and if she was angry again, it would seem that she was too stingy, and it would also ruin such a beautiful atmosphere.

Yan Ran raised her foot slightly, pinched Xuanmu's nose fiercely and said, "Don't make such jokes again!" ”

"I promise not to make an example!" Xuanmu saluted her very seriously, and Yan Ran had a smile on her face.

"Take you somewhere!" Xuanmu picked up his guitar and took her hand and ran towards the grove.

Because the bonfire was so strong, they forgot to look up at the sky, and tonight the moon was full, and a bright moon shone clean in the dark night.

The path is not muddy as imagined, it seems that someone has already done a dot, walk for a while and see the lights in front of you, the road is lit with street lamps of various colors, the trees are full of flashing lights, and there is a sense of fire trees and silver flowers from a distance.

She couldn't help but wonder who had used magic to make the stars fall into the deep forest.

After a while, Yanran came back to her senses and looked up at the big boy beside her with a slightly smug look on his face, and it seemed that he was very satisfied with her reaction.

"It cost a lot of money!" This was the first thing Yan Ran said, but I didn't expect it to be such a bad scenery.

"......" Xuanmu was speechless.

Yanran smiled at the corner of her mouth, her smile was shallow, she naturally did it on purpose, so she couldn't let him be too proud.

"It's not over yet!" Xuanmu took her hand, approached the brightly lit forest, and came to a big tree, which was a cherry blossom tree, blooming brightly, and the white cherry blossoms spread all over the ground, as pure and beautiful as a layer of snow.

The breeze shook the branches of the cherry blossoms, and the blooming cherry blossoms continued to flutter and fall in the air, as if they had entered a fairyland.

The moonlight is bright, the flowers are colorful, and the sparkling fire trees and silver flowers and winding paths, how can such a beautiful scenery not be moved.

Xuanmu hugged the guitar and coughed slightly, sat on the chair and said to Yanran: "This song is written only for you, and the name is Zhizi's Hand." ”

His white fingers plucked on the strings, and the flying cherry blossoms fell in the wind, on his hair, on his shoulders, and on his guitar, and he sang a cappella to the melodious sound of the piano......

Sunshine in September, fallen leaves in October, snow in November and February.

You smile at me, your hair and skirt swaying slightly, there is no more beautiful girl than that.

Tens of millions of people in a strange world have passed by countless times, and if they can't look back, they will miss it.

I'm glad I met you in the best of years, although I'm not good enough, occasionally rebellious and stubborn, although I'm not mature enough, and occasionally willful and confused.

Thank you for always being by my side, crying, laughing, noisy, youthful, and being the most authentic child.

Sunshine in September, fallen leaves in October, snow in November and February.

You turn the pencil, your eyes are clear and your skin is like snow, and there is no more beautiful girl than that.

It was not easy to meet each other, and it was a pity to be angry, and smile at you and say I love you.

The sunset rocking chair is accompanied by hand in hand to see the vicissitudes of life, the teeth have fallen out, the hair has been snow-white, still kissing and clinging to you, the face is old and wrinkles are deeply hidden, and it will still give you a rose.

Thank you for aging with me, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, stumbling, and holding hands, you and I are still old children.

Remember, don't get lost in the depths of heaven, hold my hand tightly.

Listening to it, her eyes were soaked with tears, she was in his lyrics, and those willful, stubborn, and noisy words had become their beautiful memories here, and even the pencil she turned when she was doing the question was written into the lyrics by him.

She didn't expect him to observe her so carefully, and she didn't expect him to be so gentle and delicate, remembering all the details between them.

'Sunset rocking chair hand in hand' This is their vision for the future, it turns out that she is not the only one who has thought about this kind of life, and even the stumbling noise in the future has been written by him.

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(To be continued)

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