Liu Haoran

Xia Weiliang finished her evening self-study at night, and walked towards home in the dark, when the lights came on, there was a lot of traffic, and the street lamps cast their shadows on the elders.

Summer nights are short and dark early, and the road home is long. Although I have passed through here countless times, the feeling is different every time. The old bicycles in the aisle are yellowing with memories, starting from Xia Weiliang's memories. A bicycle is here to count the birthdays and silently write the story of Spring and Autumn.

Xia Weiliang suddenly didn't want to go back to someone's house, and live a life of invariability with the TV on and phone swiping, all she wanted was to stand here and experience the unknown feelings, self-willed, just once.

"Guess who I am?" A warm voice sounded from beside her ear, whispering softly, but it stirred up ripples in Xia Weiliang's heart.

"Xiaojie?" Xia Weiliang has long recognized Liu Haoran's voice. In fact, even if he doesn't make a sound, as long as he smells his body, Xia Weiliang will know it's Liu Haoran, because it belongs to their family's laundry Powder, the two agreed on a common taste.

Unsurprisingly, she felt that the hands that covered her eyes were tightened, but they immediately relaxed again, fearing that it might hurt her.

Xiaojie, Liu Haoran knew about it. In fact, not only Xiaojie, everyone in Xia Weiliang's class, Liu Haoran had secretly observed and registered them, but as time passed, the names on the threat list decreased a lot, but this Xiaojie, he is good-looking and has good professionalism. He is the biggest threat to Liu Haoran right now.

Xia Weiliang felt that it was almost done, turned around and hugged Liu Haoran, feeling his suddenly stiff and then relaxed body.

"Of course Haoran knows it's you, I also recognize it when it turns into ashes."

"really?"

"Of course that's fake, haha."

Although the words are gags, but the hug is indeed tighter. The two have not seen each other for a long time. Although the screen is watched every day, when he really stands in front of you, you will know how eager he is, which is irreplaceable by the screen. .

How can Xia Weiliang return to the feeling of flying away and the sad autumn of the past, a little thanks, full of joy.

Some people are like this, approaching your world with light and heat all over their bodies, and bringing heaven or hell with a single word, fortunately, he never left, and has always been there.

Xia Weiliang came out of the shower and saw Liu Haoran lying on the sofa, watching TV and giggling, Xia Weiliang couldn't help feeling better.

Liu Haoran heard the movement, picked up the hair dryer to help Xia Weiliang blow her hair, and adjusted the temperature and wind power.

"Sure, Haoran, this technique is very skillful, it seems that I have blown the hair of many girls before."

"How is it possible, it's the first time." Liu Haoran would not tell Xia Weiliang that he had thought about this scene many times, secretly observed the girls blowing their hair many times, and finally realized it perfectly today.

After blowing her hair, Xia Weiliang lay on the sofa, leaning against Liu Haoran, neither of them watched TV. Liu Haoran wanted to read tomorrow's script, and Xia Weiliang also helped to read the script. Some opinions, besides, I have to go to study tomorrow. Thinking of this, Xia Weiliang said:

"Hao Ran, did I tell you that I'm going to study with your crew tomorrow?"

"No, then we can go to the set together tomorrow." Liu Haoran was very happy and nodded quickly.

Xia Weiliang looked at someone who was overly excited, feeling a little sad and moved. Actors are like this. They get together less and leave more. There is no way. Although they also want to go together, considering the reality and the future, it's better to be patient now.

"You can go together, but don't be too intimate."

Liu Haoran froze for a moment, thought of something, nodded, but still smiled: "I understand, as long as you accompany me."

Xia Weiliang held Liu Haoran's hand, and Liu Haoran tightened his grip, expressing his determination to marry you in a prosperous future, of course Liu Haoran didn't say this, he didn't want to increase the pressure indiscriminately.

"By the way, why did I see you have a kissing scene tomorrow?" Xia Weiliang decided to change the subject, pointing to the script and asking Liu Haoran.

"Is there?" Liu Haoran followed his eyes to see that part, a little guilty, and his eyes dodged.

"Of course, look at Geng Geng kissing Yu Huai."

"That's also being kissed. I didn't take the initiative."

"Haha, why are you so cute." As a professional director, Xia Weiliang certainly knew that these things were inevitable for the sake of the plot, so she didn't get angry.

When Liu Haoran saw Xia Weiliang smiled, he knew he was joking, but let me show you how awesome I am.

"Okay, you, you act so similarly, you must have a very deep understanding of drama."

Xia Weiliang was completely unaware of someone's scheme, so she replied innocently: "It's a little deeper than your understanding."

"Then help me see how this part plays out."

"Which paragraph?"

"Isn't that the passage you read? I haven't kissed you before. At most, I kissed you secretly. How about you give me the right scene?"

Xia Weiliang's entire face was completely red, she had never been teased like this before at such a young age, and she was still hesitating, Liu Haoran leaned over and kissed affectionately.

Long night.

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