Article 167

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Yet? "

Chu Mian chuckled, "Well, it's much better."

"That's good." Yu Ran also laughed, "In the future, let's try to send less text messages and make more phone calls."

"Why?"

"I watched a movie today, and the line said that even if people send a thousand text messages, the distance between hearts will not be close to one centimeter." Yu Ran recalled carefully, "How hurtful is this, let's make a phone call." .”

"Can I get close by calling?" Chu Mian's skin was a little hot, and she lifted the quilt.

"At least the sound can be approached, I don't know anything else."

Chu Mian took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, feeling a little heavy in her body, and the hand holding the phone was also sweating.

"Others are fine." He quickly said this to Ran, and immediately pressed "hang up".

Chapter 54 Sunset

Yu Ran wrote fairy tales, and he wrote them for several days. He couldn't finish reading them to Chu Mian himself, and he also asked Chu Mian to give comments to analyze his literary talent in all aspects.

This morning, Chu Mian hesitated to open his mouth. Out of selfishness, he was quite willing to give Yu Ran a full score; but out of conscience, he felt that approving Yu Ran's story level would be a blasphemy to the real master of fairy tales.

"What are you talking about, comments?" During lunch, Fang Zhao listened to the conversation between the two in a daze, "Have you participated in the composition competition? I haven't heard of it."

The corners of Cui He's mouth twitched, and he said, "Yu Ran wrote a fairy tale to lull Chu Mian to sleep. Chu Mian was moved and cried after listening to it, right?"

Ye Xi covered her face with her palms and smiled quietly.

Chu Mian remained silent and lowered her head to eat.

Fang Zhao looked at Ran with admiration, "Amazing, Yu Ran, what did you write, let me listen to it as well?"

Cui He paused with his chopsticks, and quickly kicked him, "It's none of your business, it's a secret between the two of us."

Fang Zhao was still very curious. He didn't understand why Yu Ran suddenly wrote a story to Chu Mian, so he guessed it was their punishment after betting. After eating, he still followed Yu Ran and asked, "What kind of writing did you write, don't it be the kind of ulterior motive..."

Yu Ran was immersed in narcissism, ignored his question, patted his chest and sighed: "My aura is overwhelming."

Then he patted Fang Zhao on the shoulder, "You, bitch."

"Get out!" Fang Zhao shook off his arm and came to think about it, "You wrote it voluntarily, what are you drawing? Will Chu Mian give you the manuscript fee?"

"Huh? No." Yu Ran took a big gulp of lemonade and smacked his tongue, "He said he had never heard a bedtime story, so I wanted to tell him so that he could sleep peacefully every day."

Fang Zhao looked puzzled, hearing what Yu Ran meant was really similar to Cui He's "coaxing Chu Mian to sleep", but this matter was not within the scope of a friend's responsibility, and the level of consideration seemed a bit too much. So Fang Zhao half-jokingly and half-probingly said: "Cao, you are good enough to take care of him, could it be that Chu Mian broke him?"

Yu Ran shook the bottle of lemonade, and looked at Fang Zhao inexplicably: "Where to break? We just broke the wrist."

Fang Zhao lowered his voice: "What I mean is... are you cringing at Chu Mian?"

Yu Ran had heard a classmate talk about the special meaning of the word "bend" before, as if it meant that two men were having sex, but he didn't ask in detail, he only knew that it was referring to a boy's genitals. Hearing Fang Zhao asking himself this question, Yu Ran shook his head inexplicably, and led him into the bathroom.

"Look, I didn't lie to you." Yu Ran took off his school uniform and underwear, "It's straight."

Just after eating, Fang Zhao accidentally looked at Yu Ran walking the bird, Fang Zhao covered his forehead with a heavy heart, "Forget it, forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."

Yu Ran pulled up his pants and followed him out to the classroom.

The summer sun hangs high in the blue sky, becoming more intense and dazzling in the afternoon, covering the air with sultry heat. They were walking in the bright corridor, and occasionally the wind would blow from outside, flapping their thin collars and cuffs.

Fang Zhao inadvertently turned his head to look out, and accidentally found a few people throwing test papers in the third-year teaching building opposite, "Wow, Yu Ran, look!"

Yu Ran approached the window sill, and saw the snow-white paper falling from a height with the wind, shining slightly under the sunlight.

At first, there were only test papers dropped from two or three windows, but it didn't take long for exercise books to be thrown out from other floors. Fortunately, there is an open-air table tennis field downstairs in the third grade of high school, which is not open during non-class hours, so these books will not hit people.

A boy on the opposite side was laughing and swearing, and more and more people were tearing up books. The college entrance examination is just around the corner, and everyone is taking advantage of today to vent their emotions and relieve stress. Hearing the movement of the teaching building opposite, the students from the first year of high school came out to watch the excitement. They saw countless test papers falling from the sky in a mess, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of snow.

Infected by the atmosphere of senior high school students, Yu Ran

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