Chapter 249: Some Expectations, More and More Sorrowful

On Monday, May 19, at 5:55 a.m., Ruan Haoming arrived on time at the intersection of the east entrance of the village and Kang Yonglan with some excitement and chagrin.

Today is the eleventh day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, and although the jade plate in the air that is about to grow into a full circle has been slanted to the west, its clear light is still slanting on the earth, sprinkling a faint silver light on the nearby fruit trees, wheat seedlings, and grass.

About two minutes in the evening, before Ruan Haoming could figure out how to tell Kang Yong Lantian Xinmiao about giving her a lecture, he saw a figure coming from the other side of the village.

Looking at the way he was holding the cloth bag with difficulty in his hand, he didn't have to think that the person who came must be Kang Yonglan.

As usual, when Kang Yonglan approached, Ruan Haoming first handed the eight table lamps carried in his left hand to Kang Yonglan, and then took the cloth bag in her hand and tied it with his own and put it on her shoulder.

The eight table lamps were tied into two groups, and after Kang Yonglan handed one of them to Ruan Haoming, he took the lead and walked forward.

Ruan Haoming followed.

"Yonglan—"

"Haoming—"

Kang Yonglan, who walked first, walked very slowly, and called out quietly.

Ruan Haoming, who was following him closely, also called her at this time.

"You say first—"

"You say first—"

Kang Yonglan paused, moved a step to the left slightly, and gave up his position to Ruan Haoming, who was following up.

Ruan Haoming seemed to think the same as her, taking a big step forward and moving slightly to the left, wanting to walk to her side.

Two identical words came out of the mouths of the two at the same time.

Kang Yonglan couldn't help but be a little anxious, and hurriedly turned around, and Ben's gaze to the side finally turned to the front.

Ruan Haoming's height was a little tall, and Kang Yonglan only saw his upturned chin.

By the time Ruan Haoming reacted, his arms had been filled with the softness that suddenly bumped into him.

His right hand, which was carrying the lamp, deliberately deviated to the right back, and the left side of his body was as far to the left as possible, for fear that the cloth bag on his left shoulder would hold the person in his arms.

"Haoming—" Kang Yonglan looked at the chin with a shadow in the moonlight, and said faintly again.

Ruan Haoming wanted to look down at her, but his heartbeat was too fast to make him a little scared, afraid that after seeing her eyebrows, his heartbeat would get faster and faster, so fast that he couldn't control it.

I don't know why, since he was in the third year of junior high school, after his height has grown, as long as he looks at Yonglan's good-looking eyebrows, his heartbeat will get faster and faster.

Kang Yonglan sighed softly in his heart, in this cool morning, his arms were so warm.

In the cold winter night, he always carried a cloth bag on his left shoulder, and his right arm wrapped around her, while she hugged his waist, and the two of them warmed each other all the way to school.

But after the third year of junior high school, he suddenly jumped a lot higher, and he no longer circled himself like that.

But in winter, he reminds himself to wear more clothes and tries to walk in the wind to shield her.

Seeing that the graduation exam is less than a month away, how many times can she and he go like this together?

"Hmm-"

Ruan Haoming's thoughts are a little chaotic now, he always remembered that he had something to tell Yonglan for a while, what was going on?

"Haoming, I, I feel a little cold, can you circle me to school?"

"Cold! Are you wearing too little? ”

Ruan Haoming's left hand reached over in a panic and groped for Kang Yonglan's arm.

However, before he could figure out the thickness of her clothes, he clearly felt the cloth bag on Kang Yonglan's shoulder, and his left hand was hurriedly retracted.

"I—I'll take off my clothes for you!"

Ruan Haoming struggled to take down the cloth bag with his left hand, ready to take a step back, put down his things first, and took off his coat.

"No, no, you, you can just circle me."