After the meal, Song Qiguang tidied up the dining table and kitchen alone, and without her help, Cheng Yelan walked a hundred steps behind him after cooking in the kitchen, and during this time, he also consciously went to take medicine. When he had everything done, he led the way back to the bedroom and sat down on the bed.

Cheng Yelan also sat on the sofa, this time always makes people feel very tired, she listened to the boy ask, "Do you have classes in the afternoon?" ”

Cheng Yelan thought for a while, "There are no five or six festivals, but there are seven or eight festivals." ”

"In that case, you can rest in my house for a while, and then we'll go out for a walk together, seven or eight festivals...... I don't think I'll be able to follow you to class, right? His expression was really calm when he spoke, and Cheng Yelan didn't know what he thought of accompanying her to class.

has already slept here once, Cheng Yelan didn't say anything, and went to bed.

"Good night." A smiling voice sounded in her ears, Cheng Yelan turned her head, Song Qiguang was also facing her side, with a warm smile on her face, which was particularly good-looking, Cheng Yelan realized that in fact, the distance between them was still very close, she could clearly see his face, if they both stretched out their hands, they would definitely be able to touch each other.

"Good night." Cheng Yelan also said, turned to the ceiling with a little blush, and recalled his smile in his heart, in fact, he is a person who likes to laugh and is very suitable for laughing, he looks fresh, warm, smart, and full of vitality, and he is silent this morning, like losing a piece of soul.

Slowly closed her eyes, and she still minded the relationship between him and that girl, although this awkward incident was also suppressed by her peacefully, she knew that he was not completely relieved, but they didn't want to mention it again, but she really couldn't figure out why the boy was angry with her, and what were the reasons for being angry if she couldn't explain the reason to the other party?

This sleep was very comfortable, Cheng Yelan woke up and felt very unsatisfied, subconsciously looked to the side, still didn't see the person, but this time she raised her body slightly to look out of the bed, and saw that he was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

As soon as my heart was relieved, I lay back on the bed, the quilt was warm and comfortable, she was really reluctant to leave, so she looked at the ceiling and said softly: "Xiaoguang." ”

"Huh?" Suddenly hearing her voice, the boy on the sofa was stunned, then put down the book and walked towards me, sat down on the edge of the bed, and smiled slightly, "You're awake." ”

Cheng Yelan looked at him and liked to see his face from this angle, "What time is it now?" ”

"Now," Song Qiguang took the phone she had put on the bedside table here and looked at it, "It's almost three o'clock." ”

“…… Why is it so late? Cheng Yelan couldn't believe that he had slept for nearly two hours this time?

The boy also laughed, "Yes, I woke up around two o'clock, and I thought you would wake up soon, but you little lazy cat has slept until now." He sighed, "I wanted to wait for you to wake up and go for a walk with you, but now it seems that there is no need, you can lie down for another twenty minutes and then pack up and go to class." ”

Cheng Yelan didn't answer, because she was so angry that she didn't know what to say, she also wanted to go out for a walk with him, but she wasted such a good hour sleeping.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Qiguang seemed to understand and continued: "By the way, are you still going to eat with me tonight?" ”

Cheng Yelan looked at him, not knowing why he was asking this now, maybe it was just to determine the itinerary for the night, she thought for a while, "If Wen Ze doesn't look for me, I will, but if he looks for me......"

"Do you have to eat with him?" The boy looked at her and restrained his smile, she couldn't read his thoughts at this time.

"That's right." Cheng Yelan replied, theoretically this is true, but this theory is also applicable...... "You will definitely eat with Xiaoyi, right?" ”

"Yes." Song Qiguang nodded seriously.

Cheng Yelan suddenly felt a burst of sadness in her heart, the boy was in front of her, staying here with her, but there was still a distance between the other two people, Cheng Yelan really wanted to ask him why he didn't invite her to be a dance partner in the first place, and wanted to ask him if he never wanted to invite her, but maybe she would never ask such a question......

She sat up, Song Qiguang didn't move, in fact, he was sitting on her waist, the two were now very close to each other, Cheng Yelan whispered, "Lend me a hug." Then, without waiting for him to answer, she reached out and hugged him and closed her eyes.

"Why are you getting more and more coquettish." Song Qiguang also hugged her back, with a smile in his voice, but extremely gentle.

She liked to hold him more and more, she used to just use a reciprocation after he gave her milk as an excuse, and now every time she felt wronged, she wanted to seek comfort in his arms, and she wished I could always hug him like this, and never separate......

……

"Did you invite only one person to your dancing partner on Christmas Day?" I don't know how long later, Cheng Yelan asked.

"Yes, but it's not impossible to invite another one, what about you?"

"I was originally going to only be with one person, but now I feel that I can't add another one."

"And who are you going to invite?"

"Let's go together, okay?" Cheng Yelan raised his head and looked at him fixedly.

“…… Is your dance partner okay? ”

"No, the dance partner can be changed by changing venues, and he is not as free as me. Will your dance partner approve of your change? ”

"I can go and ask her and get back to you as soon as possible. But if you invite me, shouldn't you write me an invitation? Otherwise, it will be counted as invalid. ”

"I'll leave this matter to you, you're the boy, give it to me when you write it, as soon as possible."

Cheng Yelan leaned back into his arms and found a more comfortable position.

After that day, Cheng Yelan's mood was much better, and it can even be said that it was the best time for a long time, when the boys also came to the classroom when the poster was drawn that night, Cheng Yelan couldn't help but come behind him and watch when he was free.

Song Qiguang's painting skills are very good, the lines are smooth, the figures are lifelike, his fingers are slender and graceful, and when he moves on the drawing paper, it is more like a fine work of art.

The boy glanced back at Cheng Yelan from time to time while painting, and asked her how she felt, and the girl mentioned her opinion a little, and of course more often praised him without reservation.

In this way, when it was time to rest, Song Qiguang couldn't help but stretch his waist and rub his shoulders.