Chapter 87
Yu Nian couldn't describe the picture in her brain. The hot scene she watched just now was replaced by herself and the young man in her brain. He put his arms around his waist, made people stretch their necks, and kept crying and shouting.

The little girl couldn't face such a scene that caught people off guard, but Song Yan was still there to bless her with a real voice, and he had just finished training.

Yu Nian adjusted the calendar, the little girl was shy but also very curious.

Does Song Yan love her?There is no doubt about this, but, just... why did he... not have that idea?
It is said that boys should not always think about the girl they like-do they think about it day and night?
Yu Nian couldn't figure it out.

Song Yan over there didn't hear the little girl's awkward mood, but felt that she talked very little today, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried, and asked cautiously: "Are you unhappy today?"

Song Yan has said this several times. The young man always seems to be particularly concerned about her emotions. He is afraid that she will be wronged a little bit in this relationship, so he is especially careful.

Yu Nian pursed his lips: "No." The little girl said, "I'm not unhappy, just..."

Song Yan almost breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not angry, but the latter sentence made him wary again.

"What's the matter? Niannian?" The young man asked very gently. He was still in the changing room. The rustling sound of the clothes was accompanied by a vague and low voice. Yu Nian squeezed the phone tightly, and the little girl's fingertips turned white.

"Song Yan, that's right..." The little girl stammered, "That's right, why don't you want that?"

Song Yan didn't react for a while, the young man thought that he had forgotten some promise, so he frowned, and was a little worried: "It's my fault, I don't remember, what do you want to say every year?"

Yu Nian's pretty little face was flushed, she covered her hot face and said, "No, it's not that I forgot something."

"Yes...Song Yan, have you ever thought about me, me?" The girl has been obedient since she was a child, and she was so ashamed that she didn't know what to do. The little girl's eyes were moist Soaked, almost dripping water.

Song Yan was silent for a while, and the young man seemed a little uncertain: "That?"

Yu Nian let out a muffled "hmm".

"The one I was thinking of?"

"Uh-huh."

"Really that one?"

"Hmm."

The boy over there suddenly burst out laughing, Yu Nian covered his face, his fingertips trembling nervously.

"Because the photos every year can make me comfortable."

The boy's words made Yu Nian almost unable to react for a moment.

"The selfie posted in the circle of friends every year..." the boy said casually, "Niannian sent me a picture asking which one is better, the picture I secretly took during class every year, and the one I asked others to help take. "

"Every one is so cute, Song Yan likes it very much."

He said softly and gently: "Song Yan misses you with this, every year."

The girl froze in place, she was so ashamed that she almost threw the phone out, and wanted to refute, but found that she couldn't deny it at all.

"you you……"

Why, you can still...candidly take pictures, it's shameless!

When Yu Nian hung up the phone in a daze, she finally felt for the first time that Song Yan was, in fact, such an ordinary, fresh-blooded and young boy, and that he would have - that wish.

But the girl is really innocent, she has little talent in this area, and she still can't imagine, how can she... in front of the photo?

Really crazy!

(End of this chapter)

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