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Chapter 35
Song Ran had been dreaming all night, a real dream - in the dimly lit corridor, he lowered his head and kissed her, his lips were soft; there was a good smell on his face. It turns out that a good-looking face also smells good.
She squinted her eyes to peek at him, and saw his long eyelashes that were drooping and slightly closed, and the way he closed his eyes made her heart move.
Song Ran felt like sleeping on a cloud all night, her body was fluffy and soft. When she woke up, her heartbeat was pounding and her face was red and hot.
She was in a daze, lying on the bed for a while, when her cell phone rang. She woke up this time and pulled it over to take a look. Sure enough, it was a text message from Li Zan.
"are you awake?"
"I'm awake."
"What are you going to do today?" It's Saturday.
"There are no arrangements."
"Do you want to go to Jiangcheng?"
Song Ran was stunned and immediately replied: "I think so!"
"I'll go find you at nine o'clock?"
"OK."
Song Ran got up. Song Zhicheng and Song Yang were having breakfast in the living room, frying glutinous rice cakes and golden rice sticks. Song Ran usually has a poor appetite in the morning, and greasy food easily makes her feel nauseous. She took two bites of the golden cereal bars, couldn't eat any more, and went to wash up.
It was noisy outside, Yang Huilun came in, followed by several decoration workers, saying they wanted to decorate Song Yang's room. Although she has always disagreed with Song Yang and Lu Tao, she could not stop them from getting married.
Song Ran looked at that posture, and the room was going to be shaken.
Song Yang frowned: "The wedding date has not been decided yet, why are you doing it so early? Where can I live after the decoration?"
"You ask me? It's not my fault that Lu Tao didn't buy a house earlier. You can go live at his house."
Song Yang went crazy: "I'm convinced by you!"
Yang Huilun smiled again and said: "Ran Ran, please pack your things. I'm afraid the workers will be careless and damage or lose them."
"Hey." Song Ran quickly packed up her things and dragged the box out the door.
The time is half past eight in the morning.
She sent a text message to Li Zan: "How about making an appointment at Qingzhixiang? I'm not in the Archives Office anymore."
The other side quickly replied: "Okay."
Song Ran returned to Qingzhi Lane and had just finished packing when she heard the courtyard door downstairs open. She ran to the window and saw that Li Zan had just closed the courtyard door. When he turned around, he looked up and smiled at her.
Across the buds of the gardenia tree, his face was clean and beautiful in the spring light.
Song Ran quickly ran down the stairs and greeted him: "I just packed up and you came. What a coincidence."
Li Zan naturally touched her cheek and asked, "You only stayed for one night and then moved back?"
She blushed slightly and said, "My sister is getting married soon. The house is being renovated and there is no room for her."
Li Zan followed her into the house, and when he heard this, he said unexpectedly: "Sister?" He thought she was an only child.
"Yes. Half-mother." Song Ran made it clear at once, "My mother works in Imperial City. Do you remember the last time we met at the airport? I just came back from watching my mother."
"Oh." He nodded to express understanding, and looked away as soon as he entered the room.
Song Ran felt sensitive and asked more: "Do you find it troublesome?"
Li Zan was pushing the window open when he heard this and turned around in confusion: "What? Oh." He stretched his brows and smiled, "What's the trouble?" He frowned again and pushed hard. The iron bars outside the window were tested for stability. After pushing the other windows one by one, they opened the back door again.
Song Ran then realized that he was checking whether the doors and windows of her house were secure.
She felt warm in her heart and asked, "What punishment will Zhao Yuanli receive?"
"Waiting for trial. I can't be a teacher in Liangcheng."
"Oh." She looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and asked, "How do we get to Jiangcheng?"
"High-speed rail." Li Zan glanced at her, "Do you want to go back today or tomorrow?"
He was just asking casually, but Song Ran's heartbeat sped up inexplicably and asked: "What are you mainly going to do in Jiangcheng today?"
¡°I will show you the place where I grew up and my family.¡±
"Oh" She hesitated, "When you come back todaywill you be a little pressed for time?"
"A little bit."
"But tomorrowdo you want to work?"
"Tomorrow is Sunday."
Song Ran thought for a while and said reservedly: "Let's see it later. Anyway, high-speed rail tickets are easy to buy and refund."
? ?Song Ran diverted her attention for a second. The store was full of dazzling items, all of which were childhood snacks. She bought a few strips of candies and picked out a bag of QQ candies.
Disassemble the packaging and put the candy into the mouth, sour and sweet.
She took out one and handed it to him. He lowered his head and took it in his mouth, brushing her fingers with his lips.
Her breathing was slightly suffocated, but it felt completely natural.
We ate candy all the way to his high school. It was class time, the school was quiet, and occasionally there was the sound of text being read aloud from the classroom.
Someone is taking a physical education class on the playground, and a few students are trying to skip rope on the side of the courtyard wall.
Song Ran stood outside the wall watching them dance, and suddenly asked: "Did many girls like you when you were studying?"
Li Zan said: "It's okay."
She turned to look at him: "Have you ever received a love letter?"
He smiled and said, "I received it."
"Did you have a girl you liked at that time?"
He shook his head.
Song Ran didn¡¯t ask any more questions and continued to watch the skipping rope.
She watched quietly, perhaps imagining what the young Li Zan looked like on this playground, or perhaps recalling her high school days.
Li Zan hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her temples, and looked at the group of high school students with her.
The sound of the rope slapping the ground, the rhythm of the beating footsteps, the spring breeze rustling the treetops, such a beautiful spring afternoon.
She walked with him all over this small town, walked through his growth trajectory from childhood to adulthood, saw the woods where he caught cicadas when he was a child, and ate the maltose he often ate as a child. It was as if he traveled through all his past in Jiangcheng in one afternoon and participated in his past.
It wasn¡¯t until the sunset that the two returned to the family home.
It was when I was returning home from get off work that I met many old neighbors, and Li Zan greeted them one by one. Everyone smiled kindly and looked at Song Ran curiously. But no one needed to ask, Li Zan and her intertwined hands said everything.
When I got home, Father Li had already prepared dinner. All the fruits Song Ran bought were washed and cut. After going around and around, the fruit still reached her stomach.
After dinner, Li Qingchen said to Song Ran: "Is Ran Ran busy with anything tomorrow? If not, let's play one more day."
Father Li didn¡¯t know where their relationship had reached, but he liked Song Ran and wanted to keep her for a while.
Song Ran thought about living here for a moment, and smiled, but didn't say anything.
Li Zan did not express his position and said: "Let's see if she has work tomorrow."
Father said: "That's fine."
Father Li put away the dishes and chopsticks. Li Zan pulled Song Ran aside and said, "Don't be embarrassed to refuse. If you don't want to play anymore, we can take the evening bus back now."
Song Ran hesitated for a moment and whispered: "I have nothing to do tomorrow, so I can just play for one more day." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com