It was the rush hour after school, and Huo Zizhao's heavy locomotive was already very eye-catching, and his actions were so ambiguous.

Song Canran felt that everyone was looking towards them.

It's just that this guy doesn't have any consciousness at all, and he does it as a matter of course.

She quickly closed the visor on her helmet and rolled over and jumped onto the locomotive.

"Let's go!"

This is the second time she has sat in the back of Huo Zizhao's car.

The last time was when she was reborn, she was chased by a group of little sisters, and she happened to meet Huo Zizhao and jumped into his car to escape.

Although what happened these days made her regret her recklessness at the beginning, she must admit that in a certain sense, Huo Zizhao saved her.

In order to avoid the last oolong, she honestly grabbed her pants and sat down.

The locomotive roared out.

Even with her defense, inertia caused her to lean forward, and her helmet hit his right shoulder.

Hard.

She squeezed hard at the seat beneath her to steady.

"Where's the hand?"

Huo Zizhao glanced at her from the rearview mirror, took out a big palm and touched it behind him, grabbed her little hand, and couldn't help but ring it around his waist.

"Don't touch it."

“……”

Song Cangran looked at the sky with both eyes, and his hands didn't use any force at all, just around him like this.

"Don't fly...... Hmmm......"

As soon as Huo Zizhao twisted the accelerator, the locomotive accelerated, and Song Canran subconsciously hugged his waist.

Although the speed of the car was fast, it was not as crazy as last time, walking in a straight line in a regular manner, and Song Cangran, who was sitting in the back, did not have the uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness last time except for his heartbeat.

After passing a corner, Huo Zizhao slowed down, and then did not accelerate again.

Song Cangran put his arms around his waist in peace.

In the colorful street, the two are close to each other, feeling each other's body temperature.

One bus after another passed the two of them, and the speed of the locomotive was basically maintained at about 20 yards, which can be said to be quite a turtle speed.

Later, Huo Zizhao took the wrong road again, and the original ten-minute journey was twice as long.

Fortunately, I finally returned home safely.

Song Canran didn't want him to know his address, but if he didn't tell him, he didn't know when he would be home.

She couldn't complain anymore.

Taking off her helmet with a dark face, she took the schoolbag handed over by the other party and walked into the community without looking back.

She never looked back.

Therefore, I didn't see the man behind her lazily supporting his long legs, and his black eyes stared at her thin little back until he slowly disappeared.

In the next few days, Song Cangran went to and from school step by step.

Zhang Yongxi gave up after talking to her for a few days and saw that she didn't react, but every time she looked at her with a very resentful and aggrieved look, as if she owed a lot, which made Song Cangran speechless.

And Huo Zizhao, as long as he doesn't do too much, Song Canran will treat him as air.

Before self-study that night, she went to the office as usual to pick up the homework corrected by the teacher.

The office was about to go up the next floor, and she had just reached the corner of the hallway when a strong force struck behind her, and her arms were held down fiercely.

The next second, another hand reached over and rudely grabbed the back of her head, pushing her into the music classroom next to her, despite her struggles.

There was a knock on the floor, and the door slammed behind her.

The loud movement startled the boy standing by the window, who turned his head to look at her.

Although the room was not lit up, Song Canran still recognized him by the dim light.

She was stunned.

Because this boy is Ye Weifan.