Zhao Yiran's arrogant look is what he likes most. Her mouth is slightly raised. The light and shadow in the car are dim, but it cannot block her fair and translucent complexion.

All the girls he had seen over the years were gone, and there were quite a few who took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, but none of them could compare to the person in front of him.

The little rose hidden in his heart, the white, noble and refined Tanik.

Yes, why am I only targeting you?

A little person who loves to act stupid.

"I've sent you home safely, too. Lao Lao."

"What are you talking about?"

"Still pretending to be stupid?"

…

"Between friends... some things don't need to be said so clearly." The woman organized her words carefully. She really didn't want to make the atmosphere awkward. The surrounding circles were all connected, and she was drunk.

There is really no need to worry about the words you say until you are sober.

"But I don't want to be friends with you."

"I never thought so."

It was very quiet in the car. Even though the voice was not loud, the firm tone still fell into Zhao Yiran's ears.

There was another long silence.

That night three years ago, words spoken were like water thrown away. After sobering up, Dong Fang knew that no matter what, he could not fill the gap in the relationship between the two people caused by the crazy words he said drunkenly.

So I also stepped back, and the free space was considered as a breather for myself. But everything that happened was like a knife across my heart, and I didn't know whether I was angry with myself or her. Soon, all the friends around me were spreading the news.

Dong Fang is in love, and the girl is a reporter for the sports channel.

He didn't deny it.

About a year later, things that happened over time gradually faded away. After Dong Fang experienced a trough period, he was suddenly awakened by everything around him. It might be the coach who was strict with him, or various people.

The denial and disappointment of him from various reports and fans may be because he finally understood it himself.

With the growth of gains and losses, he no longer regretted anything, except that he had not found the right opportunity to untie the knot that had been buried in his heart.

There was a long silence.

"sorry."

"I'm sorry for all my childishness and impulsiveness."

After hearing this, Zhao Yiran looked out the window and felt relaxed.

It turns out that it is not difficult to face the past together that we don’t want to remember but are running away from.

Could it be that what he solved wasn't her heart knot? She was a person who valued friendship, and the fixed circle made her cherish these friends even more. Being together in the best youth is unforgettable in itself.

At that time, Zhao Yiran also felt guilty. It was due to various reasons on his part, whether he was poor in communication or pretending to be stupid and evasive, that his circle of friends became alienated.

It wasn't until she learned from Zheng Mengqi that Dong Fang had a new girlfriend that Zhao Yiran became more convinced of his naivety.

So in my impression, Dong Fang has always acted willfully.

This was the first time she had seen him speaking so sincerely and looking so solemn.

Without thinking any more, the woman gently held her left hand and touched the back of the man's fisted hand that was holding a lighter on the center console.

At the moment of tapping, her lips slowly raised, she raised her eyes and looked back into his eyes, and answered with a slightly playful tone.

"It doesn't matter."

The warm touch made the man startled. Dong Fang caught every move in his sight and reacted suddenly.

Unconsciously, he smiled along with him, and the tension spreading in his heart gradually subsided, replaced by a mixed mood.

He was afraid, and he didn't dare to think about how he would solve the heavy mental problem if Zhao Yiran no longer accepted all this and remained indifferent to it and avoided it.

But I am even more fortunate and happy.

Because that fist-bumping action was taught by him. This simple friendly way of greeting and respecting is used here, and it may be the best way to represent each other's feelings.

He laughed many times that night, but this time, he felt the lightest.

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"How wonderful!" Zheng Mengqi felt excited when she heard what she said, "What do I mean, that boy has really changed." Knowing that the relationship between the two of them has eased, the cousin felt really sorry for them.

Happy.

As luck would have it, if you look closely, there is no real conflict between the two of them. It's just a misunderstanding. Everyone has their own way to go, and they talk less and think more.

As outsiders, friends like them can't get involved too much.

"Then why are you still so emotional?" Zheng Mengqi came out of her joy and saw that her expression was calm.

"What happened before is over, but that doesn't mean I agree with him chasing me."

He was amused by the complaining expression on her face, "Oh, you are very domineering, Xiaoni. People have to ask for your consent to pursue you. Isn't it all his business to pursue you or not?"

But Zhao Yiran felt that there was no need to waste time on things that had no results. Dong Fang was now the same person he was a few years ago, always thinking about the possibility and working hard regardless of his own safety.

"Why are you so sure that you won't agree to him in the future?" Zheng Mengqi put down the vegetables in her hand and stared at her seriously.

The next second Zhao Yiran was about to open his mouth, but his cousin snatched it away again, "Stop blocking me and blocking yourself with words like "I want to like something, but I already liked it."

"I know you feel like you just broke up now, and you don't want to think about your next relationship so quickly. But the premise is that you don't set a fixed deadline for yourself and let it take its course."

"Besides, what you don't want to agree to is the Dong Fang who was three or six years ago, not necessarily who he is now. You two have changed so much that you are no different from strangers now."

What Zheng Mengqi said was actually more heartbreaking. She and Yang Meili were both peers who had the most contact with Zhao Yiran. They both knew that their previous relationship in a military context had various impacts on her.

Love is not like a single pattern, there are no rules to follow.

"But I think his current pursuit method is no different from the childish way he used to be. Don't you think so?"

"Why do I feel that it's not me he's after?" Zheng Mengqi disagreed, thinking that her sister had not experienced what real pursuit was like and was making a fuss out of it.

Since that day, the two people have indeed not seen each other again. Zhao Yiran is busy rehearsing the play, and their club has also started a small round of closed training.

Today is a rest day, so Liang Jing can come out and call everyone to have dinner together.

Except for some greetings and chats, Dong Fang did not harass her on WeChat. However, in the past few days, whenever Zhao Yiran opened the WeChat Moments, the screen would be flooded with his posts.

"Refreshing the screen? No." Zheng Mengqi stopped what she was doing, not remembering that this was the case.

Zhao Yiran has read a lot in the past two days and can easily name a lot of them. The main contents are just those few.

Training, eating, and meetings.

"That's absolutely impossible." Zheng Mengqi said categorically. She doesn't train now and checks her phone frequently every day. If such a thing happened, she would definitely remember it. "I don't remember that I haven't seen him post anything recently."

Seeing that Zhao Yiran was silent and did not reply, Zheng Mengqi did not believe in evil either.

I wiped my hands and looked up Dong Fang's homepage news. I saw that the latest one was posted less than half a month ago, "Let me take Liang Jing's phone and take a look again."

While her cousin went to the living room to get her mobile phone, Zhao Yiran also took it out and checked it. It was indeed there. There were so many videos that she couldn't even scroll through them.

"Liang Jing doesn't have it either." Zheng Mengqi took it back and flipped it up and down. It was the same as what she saw.

Put the three mobile phones together and the result is clear at a glance.

The two looked at each other, as if they understood something.

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Following the little princess's wish, Dong Fang drove over shortly after the call was made.

When Zhao Yiran heard the door knock, he thought it was Yang Meili who had arrived. He turned his head to look without stopping, and happened to catch the man's eyes.

His hands were full, and his arms were covered with ice sleeves, covering the wild tattoo designs.

"Uncle!" When Guo Youbei saw the person she was thinking of appearing, she hurriedly stood up from the ground and ran towards him regardless of the messiness of her little skirt.

Dong Fang put his hands together and touched the little girl's head. He whispered softly, "Shh, brother, wash some fruits. You can play with yourself for a while." Then he carefully turned his head and looked over. The woman continued with only her back.

Busy at work, the man didn't know her reaction when she heard Xiaohua calling him that.

Xiaohua listened to his words, nodded obediently, and ran back to clean up the battlefield and wait for him to come over.

"Where are the two chefs busy at work?" The man put on his usual smile at this moment and strode closer with something in hand. The two women stood there. Although Zhao Yiran was not an advantage in height, he was slender and wore a white sling on his upper body.

Wear light-colored denim trousers to look slim yet sexy. Your long hair is draped over a vest and held gently with a rubber band.

Dong Fang looked at her and felt that there was a gentleness behind her. When she turned around just now, she was extremely charming and her face was pleasant.

"Hey, here we come." Zheng Mengqi really looked like a hostess, greeting her warmly.

"Sister-in-law, help me find a basin, and I'll wash some fruits."

I took it from the cupboard and put it on the table next to it. I could see the contents inside with a casual glance: "Oh, they are all liked by Zhao Yiran."

The bayberry, blueberry and cherry were bought by Dong Fang from the fruit shop on his way here just now.

Naturally, this was said to Zhao Yiran on purpose. The man knew what Zheng Mengqi meant. The two looked at each other and smiled, but the people next to them seemed not to have heard.

The spacious kitchen suddenly felt crowded. After Zheng Mengqi helped him choose, his cousin consciously exited first. "Auntie, brother, are you done~"

The originally messy blanket had been neatly tidied up by the little girl, but it took a long time before Dong Fang came over. Zheng Mengqi turned to look at the two people in the kitchen. They were busy side by side without communicating, but they were very different in body shape and height.
Chapter completed!