this summer

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In the afternoon, Jing Fan was in the last self-study session, and his phone vibrated slightly in his schoolbag.

Song Han: I'll pick you up from school this afternoon, don't come out

Obviously, the question just took some effort, but when she saw this news, the restlessness seemed to be calmed down silently. She replied with a smile, turned off the phone, and continued to work on the question.

When I walked out of the school gate, the snow had already fallen heavily, swirling down from the leaden sky, and the gentle white enveloped the whole world.

Song Han stood at the school gate, her vision was limited in the heavy snow, but she still caught sight of Jing Fan from the crowd of people filing out.The girl wore a white cashmere coat and a woolen scarf over her school uniform, covering half of her face.

"Let's go." Jing Fan walked up to Song Han and stood under the umbrella held by him.

Song Han smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, the thin layer of snow that had just accumulated on the umbrella was shaken off, and fluffy white spots fell on Jing Fan's head.

Jing Fan shook his head, looked at Song Han amusedly, "How old is Boss Song?"

"Keep innocence." Song Han saw that her left shoulder was exposed, stretched out his hand to wrap it around, and walked forward.

Side by side, the two walked towards the parking place, but when they were about to arrive, Jing Fan suddenly came out from under the umbrella and stepped backwards on the snow, "Shall we eat outside today? Go eat last time That beef noodle shop you’ve been to?” Chuxue’s day always makes people feel charming, Jing Fan is driven by a little thought that is still unclear in his heart, and he doesn’t want to just go back.

Song Han quickly walked a few steps to block the person under the umbrella, frowned and said, "Just go, walk well."

Jing Fan turned around with a smile, "This is the first snow this year, why do you want to block it?"

Song Han chuckled, "What misunderstanding do you have about Chuxue? Could it be that the first snow of the year has the magical power of being able to catch a cold at will?"

Jing Fan stretched his hand out of the umbrella, and when it fell on his palm, it immediately melted into white, "The first snow is a poem."

Song Han was soured, "Why are you so literary and artistic all of a sudden?"

Jing Fan turned his head to look at her with a smile, his eyes curved: "Chuxue is a poem, a fading love in a gray city."

Song Han frowned, "What?"

Jing Fan lowered his head and laughed, "Just talking nonsense."

Song Han had no choice but to say, "Why do you say you want to study science? It's a waste of emotion."

"I didn't go to school for my feelings."

"Oh, you're trying to annoy your parents." Song Han always remembered these words, although he didn't ask carefully, but he never shied away from it.

Jing Fan smiled and said nothing.

I did think so before, which made my parents regret, distressed, and uncomfortable, but now that kind of thinking seems to have faded silently, maybe this is the gap between 15 and 17 years old.

The two walked all the way to the beef noodle restaurant in the snow. Jing Fan didn't want to open an umbrella properly, so Song Han stopped, put the umbrella away, and ran all the way, holding her by the wrist.

Pushing open the store door, he was instantly surrounded by heat, Song Han turned around and patted the snow on Jing Fan's head, and pointed to an empty seat for her to sit down.Jing Fan was happy to let her take care of her, so he sat down obediently.

After a while, the little boss brought two bowls of noodles and put them in front of them. The steaming beef noodles warmed the limbs and bones.

"How was the Zhou exam?" Song Han asked.

"Very good, better than last time." Jing Fan replied after taking a sip of soup.

"Is Lao Wang going to be happy?"

"He is worried every day that I won't learn from you well, and he's afraid that I won't learn from you well. What did you do to leave such a deep shadow on him?" Old Wang's broken thoughts almost cast a shadow on her.

After Song Han finished eating, he leaned back in his chair satiated, "Skipping class to fight, smoking and drinking, going to bars and dropping out of school."

These are really enough, but Jing Fan recalled the last chance encounter, and asked again: "He said you owe him a champion? Who else have you harmed?"

Song Han lowered his head and smiled, but didn't answer.

At this time, the little boss came over and answered for her while wiping his hands: "It's a disaster for her, she still dares to see Lao Wang, did Lao Wang bite her?"

When he came last time, there were many people in the shop, and he was also busy, so he didn't chat a few words, but this time, he was able to catch up on the old days.

Jing Fan was puzzled when he heard his words.

The boss casually pulled the stool next to him and sat down, pointing to Song Han and explaining to Jing Fan: "This man, if he had taken the college entrance examination back then, the number one scholar would not have anything to do with others."

Jing Fan's heart moved, but Song Han snorted, "That's an exaggeration."

The little boss looked back at her, rolled his eyes and said, "Am I wrong about your original grades?"

Reminiscent of the trophies in the room, Jing Fan confirmed: "Boss Song, you really are a god of learning." As a god of learning, he gave up his studies to open a bar, no wonder Lao Wang hated her so much.

Song Han raised his eyebrows, "That's right."

The little boss just remembered, turned to Jing Fan and smiled kindly, "Is this your sister?" He had heard that Song Han had brought back a girl from the orphanage before, but he hadn't actually seen it yet.

Just as Song Han wanted to say that this was her niece, Jing Fan had already said, "It's not my sister, my friend."

Song Han raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Chapter 38

In the evening, Jing Fan and Jing Xuan talked on the phone and chatted about trivial matters.

Jing Xuan felt sorry for his younger sister, "You have to take care of your health when you are busy with your studies. I said you don't want to find someone to take care of you..."

Before, Jing Xuan mentioned that he wanted to find an aunt to take care of Jing Fan, but Jing Fan justly refused. "No, I can do it myself."