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Chapter 36
When Li Zan came back from taking a shower, Song Ran lay in front of the desk and looked through the photos taken today.
She turned around when she heard footsteps and saw that his hair was slightly damp and his face was clean. He was wearing a loose T-shirt and shorts, revealing his smooth arms and legs.
Song Ran's heartbeat quietly accelerated, and she turned around and pretended to continue looking at her phone.
Li Zan looked unnatural and didn't speak for a while. He sat on the edge of the bed and unconsciously wiped his half-dried hair with a towel; he glanced at her back curled up on the chair.
Silence, quietness.
After a while, he asked: "Are you going to take a shower?"
Song Ran slowly raised his head, then slowly turned back to look at him, and whispered: "I forgot to bring my pajamas."
Li Zan slightly pulled the corner of his lower lip, stood up, picked out a T-shirt from the closet and handed it to her: "Wear this."
Song Ran hugged the T-shirt and smelled it when he went out, and there was also the smell of him.
The door closed and Li Zan slowly exhaled.
He lay on the bed and thought for a while, then got up and went to the study to dig out several thick photo albums.
It was still a bit deserted in the spring night. It was a bit cold in his shorts and shorts, so he took off the quilt and sat on the bed to look through the photo album.
After a while, Song Ran came back. He clenched his hands into small fists, holding something, and asked a little cautiously: "Do you have a hanger?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Li Zan got out of bed to get it.
Song Ran blushed: "I forgot to bring my underwear."
Li Zan: ""
He handed the hanger to her, and she unfolded the small ball of cotton in her hand, and a small white triangle hung on the hanger. She was embarrassed to hang her underwear outside for fear of being seen by her uncle, so she could only hang it in the room, hanging on the back of Li Zan's chair.
Li Zan took one look at the palm-sized underwear and felt impatient for no reason.
Song Ran hung up her underwear, turned around to look at him, and touched her arm awkwardly. She had just taken a shower and was a little cold.
Li Zan rubbed her back: "Get under the quilt, don't get cold."
"Oh." She climbed onto the bed obediently.
This climb was good. His pure cotton T-shirt was ironed on her body, outlining her slender back, round butt, and two slender and well-proportioned legs at the hem of the T-shirt, which were dazzlingly white under the light. , like milk.
She was wearing nothing underneath.
Li Zan¡¯s throat was a little dry. He pursed his lips, lowered his head and scratched the back of his head twice. He felt that he was done for the night and couldn¡¯t sleep anymore.
Song Ran huddled under the quilt, sat cross-legged, and opened the old photo album on the bed.
The first page is a photo of Li Zan as a baby, with a round face and grape-like eyes, so cute. One of them is wearing crotchless pants. Song Ran stared at that place and chuckled.
"Where are you looking?" Li Zan sat on the bed, got under the quilt, and turned the photo to the next page.
A hundred days, one year old, one and a half years old
There are many photos, and it can be seen that this family attaches great importance to this child.
Song Ran saw the photo of Li Zan¡¯s mother. She was a beautiful woman, slim and gentle, with an exceptionally soft smile. But after he was four or five years old, he never appeared again.
Song Ran sighed: "Your mother is so beautiful."
Li Zan said: "She died due to illness. Apart from the photos, in my real memory of her, I can't remember her appearance clearly."
Song Ran asked: "Hasn't your father started over in these years? He is obviously very handsome."
Li Zan shook his head and felt a little regretful: "When I was young, he was afraid that my stepmother would treat me badly; later I got used to being alone. In fact, he comes into contact with many people at work, so it's not difficult to find him. I know there are people who like him very much now. .But he justis not willing to reorganize his family."
Song Ran could guess that in Father Li¡¯s heart, everything he had was left to his son, and he would not share it with other families.
She continued to flip through the photo album, watching him grow up little by little. When he was two or three years old, he already had the shadow of the current Li Zan. He was a very beautiful little boy with big eyes and a high bridge of nose. When I was in elementary school, I was even more childish and cute. When I entered junior high school, I was extremely handsome and handsome. It seems that there was a rebellious period in high school. The boy in the photo always looks dull and draggy.
She flipped through the pages, and he explained one by one: "This is elementary school, Children's Day."
¡°When I was in the third grade of elementary school, my dad took me mountain climbing.¡±
"In fifth grade, I went on a spring outing with my classmates."
"On the first day of junior high school, I went to Hong Kong with my uncle and aunt as a family."
"The third grade of junior high school,"nbsp; Li Zan had a look of disbelief on his face and said with disgust: "You are telling lies!"
"You still don't believe me when I tell you." Father Li said, "I know your mother's temper best. She is narrow-minded and squeamish. She will be unhappy if I forget her."
Li Zan said: "Aunt Liu's husband has been gone for so many years, and she has not forgotten it. But the days are still long, and living people always have their own way to go."
Li Qingchen cut off the fallen leaves and waved his hand: "We will talk about the future later."
It was approaching noon, and Li Zan took Song Ran out for a round of play again. At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the two had a simple dinner and set off back.
Before leaving, Li Qingchen gave Song Ran a red envelope. Song Ran refused to take it, but he insisted on giving it.
Li Zan said: "Go on."
Song Ran took it over.
When I got to the high-speed rail, I took it apart and saw that there were actually three thousand.
Song Ran knew it was their custom, but it was too much. When Song Yang and Lu Tao met each other's parents for the first time, they both gave them one thousand.
Li Zan said: "We have said here that when you bring your girlfriend to meet her parents for the first time, you have to give her one thousand. If she likes her very much, she will give her two thousand. It seems that Lao Li likes her very much."
Song Ran thought about it and said, "That's right, I'm so cute."
Li Zan pinched her cheek and said, "It wasn't so thick yesterday."
Song Ran tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder. Outside the window, the blue waves of the Yangtze River are rolling. A river connects two cities, he is upstream and she is downstream.
I have never loved the water of the Yangtze River so much as I do now.
The train passed through the sunset and twilight, and it was already after eight o'clock in the evening when it arrived in Liangcheng.
After getting into the taxi, Li Zan asked: "Can't you live at your parents' house anymore?"
"Well, it's being renovated."
Li Zan thought for a moment and looked at Song Ran quietly: "Are you afraid of living alone in Qingzhi Lane?"
Song Ran remained silent, wondering whether he should nod or shake his head. The meanings here were different.
Li Zan said again: "Do you want to live with me?"
"¡¡All right."
The two returned to Qingzhi Lane, simply packed Song Ran's luggage and went to Li Zan's residence.
After more than a week of absence, the trees in the family¡¯s courtyard are already covered with green buds. The breeze at night is no longer cold.
The two went upstairs. Li Zan took the key to open the door and turned on the light.
Song Ran followed behind, looking down for his slippers.
Li Zan opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of fluffy little rabbit velvet slippers and placed them at her feet.
"When did you buy it?" Song Ran asked in surprise, her feet got into the slippers, they were soft and soft as if they were stepping on cotton.
"Last weekthere's more here." Li Zan pointed. There is a pair of pink sandals in the cabinet, reserved for summer.
Song Ran also took out the sandals and said, "Just right. You can wear them when taking a shower later."
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when she put the things in her box away. After she took a shower, she put on her pajamas and came out after ten o'clock.
It was quiet in the living room.
There are two rooms in the house, both with beds.
Song Ran took a breath, turned off the light in the living room, and walked into the room with the light on.
Li Zan was packing pillows when he saw her walking in with blushing cheeks. After a long silence, he asked, "Have you dried your hair?"
"Blow."
"It still looks wet." He reached out and touched her hair, and it turned out to be half dry.
Li Zan went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, plugged it into the socket on the bedside, and patted the edge of the bed: "Come here."
Song Ran sat down obediently. He turned on the hair dryer and dried her hair, arranging it while doing so. His fingers were running through her hair and scalp, making them tingle with the warm wind.
She couldn't help but shrink her neck, it was so itchy.
While she was shrinking, he was blowing.
She hid here and there, and he finally turned off the hair dryer, pulled out the plug, and turned off the light. He chuckled, "Are you so ticklish, huh?" He then scratched her waist. She was so itchy that she curled up and almost rolled out of bed. Li Zan grabbed her back with one hand and scratched her again. She struggled, tangled up with him, and rolled into the quilt.
The young man bumped into each other and clung to her. He held her in his arms, breathing heavily, and said hoarsely: "If you want, you can go to sleep in the next room."
She whispered: "I just want to sleep here."
In the darkness, Li Zan silently bent the corners of his lips, leaned over and kissed her. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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