When Yu Zhidong heard the first half of his mother's words, he anxiously jumped up, grabbed the jacket hanging on the wall, and rushed out.

Mother Yu looked at Yu Zhidong's anxious back and felt an indescribable joy in her heart. You only know how to make me angry all day. Finally, there's someone who can restrain you.

While Father Yu was eating, his wife inexplicably ran into the house. Not long after, his son hurriedly rushed out of the house. "Dad, I have something to do so I have to go out." He rode his bike and disappeared with a whoosh.

Father Yu had a blank expression on his face. He didn't understand what had happened. When he looked up, he saw Mother Yu come out of the living room with a smile on her face. Puzzled, he asked, "What kind of show are you two singing?

Mother Yu coldly snorted. "This is between me and my son. Why should I tell you?" She pointed at the bowl on the table. "Wash the bowl after you finish eating. I have something to do." With that, she turned and left.

Father Yu ate the rice in his bowl and muttered, "All of you have things to do. Do you think I don't have anything to do?" Mother Yu heard him muttering and turned her head to glare at him fiercely. "What's wrong?

Can't I just ask you to wash the dishes? I've been at home all day … "

Father Yu saw that she was about to bring up old scores and hurriedly poured the last mouthful of rice into his mouth.

She quickly tidied up the tableware on the table, then went into the kitchen and didn't come out.

Mother Yu's words were stuck in her throat before she could finish. She was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe. She stomped her feet hard, snorted loudly, and turned to go back into the house.

Yu Zhidong's two legs quickly stepped on the pedals. He rode the bicycle at a speed comparable to a motorcycle, taking small paths … Finally, he was one step ahead of Song Yao and arrived at the intersection that they had to pass to get to town.

He stopped and propped one leg on the ground. He ran his hand through his hair that had been messed up by the wind and put on a look that he thought was suave.

Not long after, Song Xuan walked over from the other end of the road unhurriedly. She was wearing a dark green knitted jacket today, which made her exposed skin look exceptionally fair and delicate.

She wore a small hat on her head, and her little braid hung loosely in front of her chest, bouncing along with her footsteps … Her steps were neither fast nor slow, and her entire person was so beautiful that it was as if she had walked out of a painting.

When Song Xuan arrived at the intersection, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight. His back was facing Song Xuan, and one of his hands was casually resting on the handlebars. From time to time, he would tap on the handlebars … Since Song Xuan could not see his face, he suddenly understood what the Shumei had said last time — many people were afraid of him and did not dare to provoke him.

That was because he was simply sitting there, doing nothing. Just his back was revealing an arrogant, overbearing, and insufferably insufferably imposing aura …

A certain arrogant and overbearing person was muttering in a low voice, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Just now, he had clearly heard her coming over … He pretended to inadvertently turn his head to take a look, and a smile appeared on his face, revealing his big white teeth. "What a coincidence!

Are you going to town too? "

Song Xuan stared blankly at the tall and straight figure of a person whose back was not to be ignored. She turned her face and smiled so widely that only her teeth could be seen. She wondered if what she had just seen was an illusion.

Her vision was impacted. Seeing Yu Zhidong's happy expression, she chuckled and said with a stiff face, "Yes."

However, this did not dampen Yu Zhidong's enthusiasm at all. "Then I'll take you there on my bike. How long are you going to walk by yourself?"

By the time Song Xuan came back to her senses, she was already sitting on the back seat of the bike, holding onto the clothes of the person in front of her. Only then did Song Xuan realize that this person had taken off his jacket and put it on the back seat for her.

It was early spring, and he was wearing a thin sweater.

Song Xuan quickly went through the events of the past few days in her mind. Suddenly, she had an epiphany and asked, "Yu Zhidong, do you like me?"

Then, the bike, which had been steady all this time, suddenly swayed left and right as though it was drunk. She subconsciously exclaimed.

Yu Zhidong hurriedly stopped the bike, and his whole body froze. Song Xuan jumped off the bike and walked in front of him. She stared at him with her big black eyes without blinking.

She asked again, "Yu Zhidong?

Do you like me? "

Yu Zhidong's body stiffened. He felt like his brain was no longer his, and his body was no longer under his control. Only the girl's question echoed in his ears over and over again …

After a while, he felt that he had recovered some of his senses. He licked his lips and nodded stiffly.

"Yes."

Then, the girl in front of him said, "Oh," as though nothing had happened.

Then, she climbed into the car and said, "Then let's go!"

Yu Zhidong, "…???" He didn't expect things to turn out this way. Why was he the one who was nervous and embarrassed?

The girl's expression didn't even change.

Yu Zhidong cursed himself in his heart, but he still took a deep breath and stammered, "Then … Then what … What do you think?"

The short period of time before he heard her reply felt longer than any time he had experienced.

Time seemed to have slowed down by dozens of times. He could clearly feel every beat of his heart and feel every breath he took …

His palms were covered in cold sweat as he gripped the handle of the bike.

Then, he heard the girl's clear voice behind him. She sounded a little puzzled. "Didn't I agree?

Otherwise, why would I still want to sit in your car? "

Yu Zhidong's heart seemed to stop for a moment, but it gradually returned to normal.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the girl's innocent and puzzled eyes. It was as though she didn't understand why he asked this question.

Yu Zhidong felt that he would never be happier in his life.

The corners of his mouth slowly lifted. Then, he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart. The corners of his mouth lifted wider and wider until he finally laughed out loud.

…

When they arrived in town, there were more people. The two of them got out of the car and slowly pushed the bike. Song Xuan looked at the person beside him who was laughing foolishly from time to time and wondered if he had made the right decision.

When they arrived at the entrance of the post office, Yu Zhidong parked the bike at the entrance. His right hand wrapped around Song Xuan's waist as he proudly raised his head, as though he was declaring his sovereignty.

Under the envious gazes of the male compatriots, he carefully lifted the curtains at the entrance and walked in with Song Xuan in his arms.

After asking the staff, Song Xuan received a look that said, "So it's you." Just as he was wondering what it meant, he saw the staff waving at another person, indicating for him to come over and help.

Then, the two of them took out a huge package from under the counter and put it on the counter with great effort.

Then, they said to Song Xuan, "This is it."

Song Xuan's eyes widened as he looked at the huge object in front of him in disbelief. He wondered if his father and brother had sent him something.

Song Xuan wanted to reach out and feel how heavy it was, but Yu Zhidong stopped him. "I'll take it. How can you do it?"

Then, he tried to carry it away, but he misjudged its weight and bent over from the fall.

Song Xuan wanted to help, but Yu Zhidong wouldn't let him. His face turned red from holding it in, and he forced himself to carry it onto the back seat of the bike.

Yu Zhidong originally wanted to take the girl around for a stroll, but now that he had to carry such a huge thing, he couldn't do anything.

He asked gloomily, "What is this?

Which idiot sent such a huge thing? "

Song Xuan was expressionless. "My father and brother."

Yu Zhidong wanted to slap himself in the face, but he laughed to cover it up and said righteously, "I knew it!

This package is wrapped so nicely. It's obvious that it's not something an ordinary person can wrap!!! "

Song Xuan was amused by his incongruous expression and said coquettishly, "Okay, stop pretending. We all know what you're trying to say."

Yu Zhidong smiled embarrassedly and tried to explain himself. "I really didn't know that it was sent by our father. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that."

Song Xuan was stunned by the speed of his words. He paused for a moment before saying, "That's my father!!!" Yu Zhidong pushed the bike and nodded perfunctorily. "Okay, okay, okay. Whatever you say is right."

Now that he had a status, Yu Zhidong gradually reverted to his hooligan nature. He patted the horizontal bar in front of the bike and smiled mischievously. "We can't sit in the back anymore. We can only sit here when we get back!"

Song Xuan deliberately said, "Then I won't sit here. I'll walk back by myself." After saying that, she quickly walked forward.

"Hey, hey, hey …" Yu Zhidong saw this and quickly reached out to grab her. He smiled mischievously. "I was wrong, I was wrong. Okay!

Then you sit in the front and I'll push you, okay? "

A large hand slowly slid from Song Xuan's wrist to the back of her hand. Then, he grabbed her tightly and pulled her back with force.

He bent down slightly and whispered into her ear, "Okay?

Okay? "

Song Xuan suddenly turned her head and her gaze coincidentally met with Yu Zhidong's. She could clearly see his eyes — they were different from the usual coldness and sarcasm. Now, he was looking at her with a smile that contained infinite gentleness …

Song Xuan blinked and smiled mischievously. "Then I'll sit in the back. You carry this package and ride the bike!

… Okay? "