Liu Haoran

Xia Weiliang's personality is based on Liu Haoran's evaluation of her: "By nature, she is indifferent, not enthusiastic, withdrawn, happy and quiet, and not proactive."

Of course, this was not something Liu Haoran said casually, but after careful consideration.

Xia Weiliang still remembered that the wind was very cool at that time, the temperature was just right, and she was neither anxious nor impatient, like mint that made people squint their eyes comfortably.But when he heard these words from the wind, he saw Liu Haoran smiling under the scorching sun.

Xia Weiliang suddenly felt that the wind was very dry, and her heart flustered. For the first time, the skin on her face was scalding hot, so hot that Xia Weiliang felt that the temperature of her blood was probably this hot.

From Liu Haoran's point of view, the girl in front of him became even more fascinated by the direction against the sun. He naturally wanted to take out his mobile phone and save it permanently in his photo album. When he touched his trouser pocket, he realized that he was wearing sports. Trousers, at a loss, had to give up.

It took a long time to notice Xia Weiliang's reddened face, and blurted out: "Xia Weiliang, your face is on fire."

Hearing the words, Xia Weiliang forced herself to calm down, touched her hot face with her hand, did not dare to look at Liu Haoran, her eyes wandered, saw a vending machine next to her, had an excuse, bowed her head and said: "I'll get it for you Buy water."

Xia Weiliang ran away in a panic, she didn't feel anything when she turned around, but when she bought water, she felt a trace of coolness coming from her palm.

"Not enough, not enough, what's wrong with me."

It wasn't until he put the whole bottle of cold water on his face that he regained his composure a little bit, and returned to the calm, cold and calm Xueba Xia Weiliang.

"No, here it is."

Xia Weiliang handed the water to Liu Haoran who was waiting by the court to play.

Liu Haoran took the water, took a big gulp, glanced at Xia Weiliang whose expression had returned to normal, and said worriedly:

"Xia Weiliang, are you alright? I really thought your face was on fire just now. After all, Xueba Xia was the one who never looked the same after Mount Tai collapsed in front of him."

"It's okay, I was the one doing the exercises just now, didn't you see me doing the exercises?"

Liu Haoran knew that Xia Weiliang was joking, but he teased him for a while. After all, this is not common, so he randomly added a sentence: "Xia Xia, remember to protect me from now on, don't forget me if you are rich."

"You kid, you know how to be poor, it's your turn to play."

Liu Haoran didn't care, and took another gulp, then handed the remaining half of the water to Xia Weiliang.

"Xia Xia, I will come as soon as I go, young master. Don't let the wine cool down before I come back."

Smiled confidently, waved his hand, and left without leaving a trace.

"This kid is still learning from Second Master Guan to warm wine and cut Huaxia, but this posture is really handsome."

Xia Weiliang looked at Liu Haoran who was killing a lot on the field.

He lowered his head to look at the water that was no longer cold, as if it was something precious, he let it go reluctantly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Cold and not enthusiastic by nature, withdrawn and quiet and not active"

"Liu Haoran, what you said is almost all correct, quite correct, but not all correct, one percent, I think you are the exception."

On the playground, under the setting sun, the beautiful girl looked at the young man who was fighting hard on the field, and she smiled into a flower, which was unpretentious, never withered, and bloomed at will.