On this day, Tang Song took the scarf to return it to "Yuan Ming", she saw a very beautiful girl standing at the door next door in a daze, as if she wanted to knock on the door, but her hand reached into the air and hesitantly put it down. "That...... Something to do with them? Tang Song asked cautiously. The girl's eyes lit up, pursed her lips, and handed Tang Song a neatly folded note, the white was slightly wet. "Can you help me give this to Yuan Ming?" Tang Song thought for a while, took the note, and promised: "Okay, but what do I say?" The girl pondered for a moment and said, "Just tell him that Han Yanchu gave it to him, thank you." Tang Song nodded, watching Han Yanchu's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs. It is said that love is met around the corner, so she ...... Do you also like Brother Yuanming? No, what am I thinking......" Tang Song shook his head and knocked on the door of the Yuan family.

It was Yuan Qing who opened the door, he looked like he had just woken up, his hair was still a little messy, his lazy eyes did not look decadent, and when he saw Tang Song, he smiled: "What's wrong, Song Song?" "It's nothing, I'm here to pay back the scarf that Brother Yuanming borrowed from me last time," Tang Song said, "Oh, there was also a girl named Han Yanchu who gave him a note." Tang Song handed the scarf and note to Yuan Qing and left, without saying anything.

Yuan Qing gently put the folded scarf aside, and opened Han Yanchu's note, the handwriting on it was still beautiful: "Thank you anyway, I hope we can be friends in the future." Yuan Qing crumpled the note into a ball, thought about it, and still didn't stuff it into the trash. Trouble," Yuan Qing let go of the paper ball, "but that's okay." ”

Here, Tang Song returned home, thinking about Han Yanchu and the note, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he began to write and draw on the paper: "Love...... Rival in love" "Impossible, I don't think it's like it" "Alas, who does Brother Yuanming like" "I still like Brother Yuanming" "That girl is so beautiful" ...... After writing and painting for a while, Tang Song somehow remembered the lazy appearance of Yuan Qing when he first woke up, she felt that her face was a little hot, touched her cheeks, Tang Song jumped off the chair and washed her face with cold water. Tang Song wiped his face dry, and when he thought of Han Yanchu, his mood fell again.

After dinner, Tang Song went downstairs to relax, the trees were bare, and the yellowish street lamps cast withered branches on the ground, plus a Tang Song who was "haggard for Yi", without any lively look.

A tall but somewhat thin young man walked in front of him, and the broken light and shadow fell on his shoulder, it was Yuan Qing.

"Brother Yuan Qing? You're here to relax, too? Tang Song asked. Well," Yuan Qing nodded, "But it's a little late now, Song Song won't go back?" Tang Song didn't know what to say, and said, "I'm not in a good mood." "Tell me about it." Yuan Qing leaned on the street lamp, his side face eye-catching. Tang Song hesitated for a long time, and finally said tentatively: "Actually...... I have someone I like, but I don't think he likes me, and it seems that there are other girls who like him too......" Yuan Qing's expression did not change significantly, he just turned to look at Tang Song and said, "That...... What if Song Song guessed wrong? Maybe the girl was just friends with him, or maybe he was ...... Just like you? A gust of wind blew, bringing a long silence, and the silence of the night was now revealed by the clatter of the branches.