There are some things to say sooner or later, he has imagined countless times how he will confess to Yanran, but he didn't expect it to be on such a rainy night.

The footsteps stopped suddenly, and a few fallen leaves could be vaguely seen on the asphalt road soaked in the rain, and the rain hit the ground, splashing and wetting the shoes.

As if frozen in time, the two of them just stood stupidly in the cold rainy night, holding a red umbrella, letting the rain crackle on it, he had heard such a loud rain for the first time.

He looked down at her, and she lowered her head too, her long supple hair pouring down, unable to spy on her love, as if looking at the fallen leaves on the ground in a daze.

Long...... She said, "I'm going first!" ”

So she rushed out of the red umbrella without hesitation, ran into the cold autumn rain, held the book tightly in her arms, and ran wildly all the way, letting the cold autumn rain baptize, without hesitation, and never looking back.

If she looked back, she would see that rainy night, a boy standing behind her stupidly, looking at the background she had transported, his eyes cold and lonely.

She didn't dislike him, and to be honest, she was happy in her heart, but she didn't know why she ran away. The mood was very complicated, she only felt like she had a dream, trance and foggy, and Qiē didn't seem so real.

In her eyes, Xuanmu is such a clear boy, with a hearty smile, the smell of sunshine, will pet the hair on her forehead, and will look at her with starry eyes, such a boy, how can she not be moved.

But at the same time, she also understands why she came to Nanhua to study, her family background is a mountain pressing on her, and she and her grandmother and sister depend on each other without a father and mother. Unlike Xuanmu, she deeply understands the hardships and injustices of life.

Just like him and her, wearing the same school uniform, studying in the same school, listening to classes in the same class, but it is impossible to be the same person, if she wants to get rid of the poor family situation, she can only study hard, love is a luxury for her, is a guilt that she dare not touch.

Is it an inferiority complex? She doesn't deny it.

That night, the two girls of 203 came in one after the other, and both of them were drenched in the rain.

Wang Xiaojuan sat on the chair in a daze with a soaked body, her hair was still dripping with water, and she didn't turn on the light.

Although the two didn't like each other, it wasn't a big deal to put it bluntly, so Yanran took two towels and handed them to her.

Wang Xiaojuan raised her eyes, her eyes were red, and there were still droplets of water on her face, I don't know if it was tears or rain, her eyes looked at Yanran fiercely, like a sharp knife, and she couldn't wait to swallow Yanran alive.

"The cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion." She said coldly, her eyes were bloodshot, as if she could drip blood, which made Yanran's spine cold.

Yanran has never seen such a Wang Xiaojuan, although she doesn't know why she would make herself so wolf, but such a ruthless Wang Xiaojuan suddenly made her feel pitiful.

Yanran didn't want to have any more quarrels with her, so she put down the book and went straight to the bathroom.

Warm water poured down from the faucet and hit her delicate skin, driving away the cold of the autumn rain, and it was very comfortable.

She closed her eyes, and the shadow of a teenager suddenly appeared in her mind, and he slowly approached her with his eyes closed, his thin pink lips getting closer and closer to her......

She shook her head hard, her face flushed, she must be crazy!

"Yanran, Gu Yanran, you have to cheer up!" She patted her cheek, trying to sober herself up.

That night, she couldn't sleep over and over, and there seemed to be a teenager living in her mind, who would appear in front of her eyes from time to time, which would make her laugh involuntarily and blush.

She had a dream that she was married, lying in the crook of her husband's arm, that she had given birth to a son, that a family of three was playing happily, so happy, so happy.

But when she woke up, she couldn't remember her husband's face...... Then I secretly thought in my heart, could it be Xuanmu?

She used to wake up early, wash up, and organize her books...... But she couldn't find the math homework book, and she couldn't find it in almost all corners of the bedroom, and she was sweating profusely.

In the end, the torn homework book was found in the trash can, and there was no need to think about it, it must be Wang Xiaojuan.

"What do you mean?" She asked, holding the shredded nature of the homework.

"What if I tore it. Gu Yanran, from now on, in Nanhua, you and I will only have one person to stay. Wang Xiaojuan said viciously.

Yanran looked at her, not understanding why Wang Xiaojuan hated herself so much, what kind of holiday did she have with her.

In math class that day, she couldn't hand in her homework, so she was punished for standing in the corridor for the first time, and the shame filled her eyes with tears, but she couldn't help but stay.

Then it didn't take long for Xuanmu to come and stand up, smiling at her, showing his white teeth, his eyes crooked, and the sun shining on him, radiating the light of an angel.

That boy was so beautiful, that clear and bright smile seemed to be able to dissipate all the grievances and gloom in her heart in an instant, leaving a place of sunshine.

He stroked the hair on her forehead with his slender white fingers, and said dotingly: "Yan'er, it's okay, I'll accompany you." “

Instantly made her heart soft and her nose sour.

So, for the first time, the penalty station turned out to be a beautiful memory in the memory of youth......

Just because, the boy who stood with him was Nangong Xuanmu.

In Yanran's growth process, she rarely experienced such a warm language, she has always been alone, there are no friends around, she always thinks she is very strong, and tenacity as a kind of pride, she deeply understands that if she wants to get ahead, she can only rely on herself.

And he said to her, Yan'er, it's okay, I'll accompany you. If you weren't Yanran, you wouldn't know how touched she was when she heard a boy like that say those words to her.

She kept holding back her tears, she thought she was strong enough, but she didn't expect that when she heard his words, she lowered her head and cried, like a child, silently, silently shedding tears.

"It's okay, cry! Don't waste tears, just in time for beauty. He didn't forget to tease her, his eyes crooked.

Although his jokes are always very cold, they can always make her heart warm, and she can't help but smile on her face, break into laughter, dry her tears, look up at him, and say seriously: "Whoever cried, I didn't cry." “

"That's it, our Yan'er will never cry, it was a puppy who cried just now." He deliberately avoided her eyes, looked at the opposite wall boredly, as if he was not talking to her at all, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a wicked smile.

"It's itchy!" Yan Ran pinched his arm fiercely, this Xuanmu, his mouth is really bad enough.

"It hurts!"

"Well deserved!"