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Song Yanqing laughed, looking at her face hidden behind the red scarf, the emotion in her heart dissipated, "It's not like you were wrapped like a ball today."

"My mother insisted that I dress like this!" Cheng Xuran was a little annoyed, and then remembered that she didn't wear any makeup at all, and she felt regretful for a moment, so she put on eye shadow at least, now it's better.

The two of them were standing on the roadside talking. He tilted his face slightly, his tall nose bridge was too superior, and his back was thin and cold. The more Cheng Xuran looked at him, the more he felt that he really looked like a ball, and he was also a bloated snowball. In an instant, Losing the desire to talk: "Let's go."

She turned around, and someone grabbed the scarf at the back of her neck. A ray of cold air poured in along the leaked gap, making her shiver. It was the warmth of his fingers, and she was easily pulled back: "It's okay without makeup."

Cheng Xuran was forced to turn around and lowered the corners of his mouth: "That's not bad. Do you think you have to be single for the rest of your life?"

"That's fine." He didn't care. He had a condescending backlight and a sense of atmosphere. He was holding mechanical parts in his left hand. He just ran out of the antique street and got lost. After walking for a long time, he didn't know where he was going. He asked three people if they were there. After finding the way home, Song Yanqing's patience was almost exhausted, and then he saw Cheng Xuran.

She read Spring Festival couplets with others, smiled brightly, and was at home.

Cheng Xuran ignored his words, thought of something, and took out a lighter from his bag: "By the way, you ended up here."

"Mine?" Song Yanqing took it and took a look. It was true that he had forgotten when he dropped it.

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Xuran."

Cheng Xuran was looking at Song Yanqing, and for just that second, his heart pounded, as if the fuse of a bomb had been set off, and it exploded.

She turned around in shock.

Seeing my mother's face.

look at them.

Eyes are complicated.

Bai Feiyu and his father stood nearby, holding some New Year's goods in their hands.

The surroundings were obviously very noisy, but Cheng Xuran felt quiet and his throat was a little dry.

Song Yanqing was more calm than her. His face was very calm, so calm that he was always indifferent, and he nodded towards them. "It's Yanqing..." The mother was stunned for a long time, and then she smiled a little as she realized something, "It's been a long time since I last saw you, and I always feel like you've grown taller again. The last time I saw you was four years ago."

four years ago?
Cheng Xuran couldn't help but look up.

How could she not know.

She didn't return to Yuncheng that year.

How could her mother meet Song Yanqing?

Song Yanqing twirled the lighter between his fingers and put it in his pocket: "Is Auntie feeling well?"

"It's been much better in the past two years." Mother's voice was very slow, "Is it you who sent Xuran back to Yuncheng this time?"

"Ah."

"Mom..." Cheng Xuran licked her lower lip, wanting to say something.

Her mother gave her a look, looked at Song Yanqing and said, "You said this child didn't even know how to tell me so that I could invite you to my house for dinner, so you bothered."

"No need." Song Yanqing's tone was light, polite and distant, "It's just a matter of convenience."

Father was silent a lot this time, looking at the road in the distance.

"Okay, I'm going back." Song Yan nodded and turned around to leave.

"Come and sit at home when you have time." My father said, his voice hoarse and low, filled with many thoughts and perhaps a heavy weight of guilt.

Song Yanqing stopped for a moment and responded, rubbing his fingertips against the lighter's pulley as a sign of respect, "It's windy, please pay attention to the road."

Bai Feiyu didn't know Song Yanqing, but he could feel the subtlety of it. He was very smart and didn't ask. Some people will meet him sooner or later. Don't know some things that you shouldn't know. What you need to know will naturally be that day. (End of chapter)