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The job is almost over.

Wen Yuran asked himself to leave work early, and got into the car with detailed expectations in his heart.

She glanced at the time, it was still a while before meal time.

I'm going to see the little girl soon, do you want to bring something?

As soon as this thought popped up, it occupied the center of my mind.

Wen Yuran held the steering wheel, thought about it carefully, made a decision after a while, and stopped the car in front of a flower shop on the side of the road.

"Help get a bouquet of roses." Wen Yuran walked around the flower shop, and then said to the clerk.

"Do you want to write a card?"

"Need not."

When Wen Yuran left the store, there was a large bouquet of roses in Wen Yuran's arms. There were crystal clear drops of water on the petals. The packaging was exquisite, and the fragrance of the flowers entered the tip of his nose.

Back in the car, Wen Yuran put the roses on the passenger seat and looked at the bright red flowers.

I suddenly felt a little regretful.

Didn't you agree to try it with the little girl?

Are you being too proactive?

But I bought everything, and now it seems too naive to lose it, Wen Yuran thought for a while, thinking, so be it.

Next, Wen Yuran sat in the car and waited. While waiting, he glanced at the time from time to time.

Don't call too early.

If you call too early, it seems too impatient.

Time passed minute by minute.

She tapped the steering wheel with her knuckles, and the anticipation in her heart gradually turned into anxiety.If it were on a normal day, Wen Yuran would definitely not let the waiting time be wasted like this, but at this moment, she has no intention of doing other things at all.

It seems that the next meal has some important meaning.

Finally, it was time for dinner.

Wen Yuran breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the phone, and called the little girl.

"Where are you now?"

"I'll leave school right away." The little girl's voice was still so sweet, sweet and soft.

"Which school gate?"

"At Simon."

"Okay, I'll pick you up."

After speaking, Wen Yuran hung up the phone.

During the whole call, Wen Yuran deliberately kept his voice flat, indifferent and leisurely, as if he just made a casual call, without any anxiety of waiting.

However, as soon as the phone call was over, my heart became restless again.

we are going to meet...

I will see the little girl soon...

Wen Yuran swallowed, vaguely recalling yesterday's dream, her heart beat a little faster.

She took a few deep breaths, tried her best to adjust her state, and restrained the nervousness in her heart.

What happened to yourself?

Isn't it just a love affair?

I think back when I was in love with Tian Xiaoxin, meeting, eating, giving flowers, giving gifts... It was nothing more than going through the process without any major mood swings.

Now with the little girl, it's not even the first love, so why be nervous?

What's there to be nervous about?

Wen Yuran asked several times in her heart, and half a minute later, she thought she had convinced herself, so she started the car and drove steadily to the address where the little girl was.

A familiar figure appeared in the field of vision, Wen Yuran stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped.

The weather was very warm today. The little girl was standing by the roadside, dressed very casually. The dusty pink coat was open, revealing the fluffy white knitted vest inside. The plaid shirt at the neckline had two buttons unbuttoned, and the skin on her neck was shining white.

Wen Yuran's eyes stayed on the little girl's white and tender neck for a while, and then turned away quickly.

She turned her head and looked away, stared at the dashboard of the car, swallowed lightly, suppressed her emotions, then unlocked the door, and waited for the little girl to get into the car.

On the passenger seat, there was a big bouquet of roses. As soon as Ning An opened the door, a rose full of roses burst into his eyes.

"Is this for me?"

The little girl's soft voice flowed into Wen Yuran's ears.

Wen Yuran felt slightly awkward after hearing the little girl's question.

It seems that admitting this bouquet of roses is equivalent to admitting that I have been waiting in a trance for a long time.

"Passing by a flower shop, I thought this flower smelled very fragrant, so I bought it casually, and planned to take it home as a decoration." Wen Yuran said lightly.

The little girl blinked: "Can you give it to me?"

"Up to you." Wen Yuran continued to respond indifferently.

Then there were subtle tucks and rubbing sounds, the little girl embraced the roses in her arms, and then got into the car.

The door was closed.

Wen Yuran tilted his head slightly.

The little girl was gently embracing the bouquet of roses, one hand was carefully freed, and she focused on a few crumpled petals, her movements were gentle as if she was afraid of breaking the petals.

Wen Yuran looked at the little girl's focused eyes under her eyelashes, and her heart was so soft.

"Wen Yuran, thank you." The little girl turned her head and thanked in a low voice.

It's called the full name again.

Wen Yuran was about to say something more.

"Need not……"

Before he could say anything, he was blocked back.

Soft on the lips, a little sweet and a little cool.

Score at the touch of a button.

The little girl continued to turn her head to look at her roses as if nothing had happened. Her face was white and tender, without any blush, and she seemed to be fine.

And Wen Yuran was stunned for a long time with his neck stiff.

The sound of the heartbeat was overwhelmed, and it was so loud that it was frightening.

All the psychological construction was destroyed, and my head was in a mess, and the soft touch brought back deeper memories, and my heart became more and more chaotic.

After about ten seconds, Wen Yuran turned back with a stiff neck, looking at the road ahead, a little afraid to start the car.

She was afraid that something would happen to her driving immediately.

The little girl didn't urge her, she obediently sat in the co-pilot and continued to look at the roses.

1 minute later.

Only then did Wen Yuran feel her heart beating a little more steadily, she took a deep breath and tried her best to calm herself down.

Those flying thoughts were suppressed.

Immediately afterwards, a little disappointment crept up.

that's all?

One touch and it's over?

Why……

Why not like on the ferris wheel...

A new round of confusion surged up from the bottom of my heart, Wen Yuran quickly suppressed this thought, pressed his fingers tightly against his temples, trying to relax himself.

At this time, the little girl glanced at her side, her eyes were very dark.

Wen Yuran felt the little girl's gaze, but he didn't dare to look back at all, and slightly turned his head away from the window, his heartbeat, which had finally stabilized a little, accelerated again.

Half a minute passed.

During this time, neither of them spoke, and the car stopped firmly in place, and the interior of the car was eerily quiet.

Wen Yuran felt that the stalemate could not go on like this, so he let out a long breath, finally let go of the brakes, and drove towards the restaurant he had reserved.

Along the way, Wen Yuran spent [-] minutes paying attention to the road conditions, and finally nothing happened.

After arriving at the destination, Wen Yuran still felt a little dizzy.

Walking into the restaurant, under the warm and romantic lights, the little girl followed me docilely, her black braids were cute and soft, and her pretty face was like a painting.

More complicated thoughts came up again.

Wen Yuran felt that his state was very strange.

Pretty weird.

You can think far away with just a little touch of your mouth, which is even more terrifying than the restless days before.

Obviously, I have never encountered such a situation before in a relationship, and many problems I encounter now are beyond the scope of my plan.

Moreover, logically speaking, she has already kissed the little girl twice, why doesn't she feel comfortable at all?

Could it be because the number of times is not enough...

This idea was more terrifying than the previous ones, Wen Yuran immediately reacted, trying to kill this idea in the cradle.