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A puddle of water was immediately left in the room, and Song Ran's hair was still dripping uncontrollably, like a puppy just fished out of the river, standing still in a daze, at a loss what to do.

The old man wanted to wipe the child's hair with a towel, but Song Ran blocked it with his hands. The old man thought it was because the child didn't like being touched by strangers, so he gave him the towel, but Song Ran didn't do it himself, and was still in a daze Standing there, hesitant to speak.

The old man had no choice but to pour another cup of tea and handed it to Song Ran: "Are you having trouble with your family?"

Song Ran looked up at the old man, he didn't know if it counted as being awkward with Lin Zheng, it shouldn't be, it's just that Lin Zheng didn't come to see him.

The old man thought it was because he was really having trouble with his family, and then he said to himself that it was not easy for his parents. Seeing that the rain had not diminished, Song Ran finally couldn't help but opened his mouth.

"Excuse me, do you know where Lin Zheng's family lives? Lin Zheng, Shuangmulin, and Zheng Zheng all live here." Song Ran lowered her head slightly, a little embarrassed.

The old man was still talking at first, but Song Ran asked again, and the old man realized: "You are talking about Xiao Linzi's house, you have passed by, look! The second floor without tiles is his house. .” The old man said while pointing to Song Ran.

"There's no peach tree at the door?" Song Ran also remembered that house, feeling a little out of place.

"The peach tree grew a bit big last year, so it got in the way and was cut down!" the old man replied.

Song Ran took a sip of hot tea, returned the towel and teacup to the old man, thanked him, and rushed into the rain again.Run back to find the red house with no tiles.He secretly scolded Lin Zheng as a pig's brain, and didn't know to tell him about it.

Lin Zheng is really lying on the ground. He has a carefree temper, and he may forget many important things. How can he remember the birthday and lifespan of a peach tree.

There was a hasty knock on the door in the pouring rain. Lin Zheng thought he had heard it wrong at first. Later, the sound became more urgent, and he came out of his room and went downstairs to open the door. When he opened the door, he was startled by the scene in front of him. .

Song Ran was standing at the door wearing shorts and short sleeves, the soft fur on her head was wet against her scalp. This is not a young lady, she looks like a dripping puppy.

Zheng Lin hurriedly pulled Song Ran closer to the room, and there were already raindrops floating in, "Why are you here like this?"

"I can't come like this?" Although it was approaching summer, it was not the dog days after all, which made Song Ran a little cold.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Anything can be done!" Without any explanation, Lin Zheng pulled Song Ran closer to his small room. Song Ran walked all the way, leaving a trail of water.

Lin Zheng didn't ask Song Ran, so he took a small towel and wiped Song Ran's hair. No matter how much he wiped it, he couldn't dry it.

"Are you cold?" Lin Zheng asked.

"Cold." This time Song Ran answered truthfully.

Lin Zheng pushed Song Ran into the small bathroom, "wash and take off the wet clothes." He went to adjust the water temperature for Song Ran by himself.

"I don't wash." Song Ran was embarrassed, how could anyone take off his clothes when he first came to someone's house.

"Hurry up and wash, or you'll catch a cold." Lin Zheng had already adjusted the water temperature, but saw Song Ran was still wet and motionless.

"I won't wash it." Song Ran stepped back holding her wet arms.

"Hurry up, your clothes are wet like this, and it's not easy to dry." Zheng Lin went to pull Song Ran's short sleeves.

"Don't pull me, I'll hit you." Song Ran couldn't stop twisting to protect herself.

"Let's fight, I'm thick." Lin Zheng still unyieldingly took off Song Ran's clothes.

"Then you wash with me." Song Ran took a step back, and there was no way out.

"I'm not wet yet, and it's not time to take a bath yet." Zheng Lin took off Song Ran's short sleeves as he spoke.

Song Ran saw that her short sleeves were not secure, she suddenly hugged Zheng Lin and rubbed her wet body against him, "wash it together this time." Then she was happy.

In fact, Lin Zheng's clothes were not very wet, at most they were a little damp.But he was such a smart kid who could see it, Song Ran was embarrassed, so he immediately found two sets of his little pajamas, and stood naked under his shaggy head.

"Hurry up." Lin Zheng urged.

Song Ran obediently took off his clothes and leaned over, he was really cold.

Zheng Lin's bathroom is not big, just a shaggy head and a bathtub. It was a little cold for both of them standing in the bathtub, so Lin Zheng quickly put a large tank of water, and the two of them huddled in it, quite warm.

"Song Ran, are you relying on yourself for not taking a bath every day?" Lin Zheng rubbed Song Ran's back, and the little gray bumps quickly fell into the bathtub.

Song Ran blushed, "I have a fast metabolism, that's why you don't take a bath every day." Of course Song Ran took a bath, and she washed it very diligently, but he couldn't reach his back. He practiced Taekwondo again at noon today and sweated a lot .

"Why don't I take a bath every day, please help me to rub it." Lin Zheng sat in the bathtub and handed the towel to Song Ran.Song Ran couldn't put his legs down for a while, so he knelt in the bathtub and rubbed Zheng Lin's back.

Lin Zheng's back was indeed slick, that's because Lin Zhihe often helped him rub his back, but Song Ran just didn't believe it, and insisted on rubbing something down to prove that Lin Zheng didn't take a bath, so he couldn't help but increase his strength, and naturally pressed his body closer to Lin Zheng's body. .

"Don't tickle me!" Zheng Lin chuckled.

"The devil is tickling you!" Song Ran was still rubbing her back diligently.

Lin Zheng grabbed Song Ran's calf with his backhand: "Stay away from your legs, and keep rubbing against me."

When Lin Zheng grabbed Song Ran's calf, Song Ran gave up and backed away in shame. Little Song Ran slapped Lin Zheng's hand off, covered her calf and cried out for pain.

"It really hurts? Then let me rub it for you?" Lin Zheng said and wanted to start again, Song Ran kicked out, that kick was impartial, just for revenge, Lin Zheng hugged his leg and cried out that it hurts.

The two quarreled for a while, the water was mixed and cooled before they wiped it clean and came out. Song Ran was wearing Lin Zheng's clothes, as well as the panties, but the panties were a little tight and couldn't fall off, and the pajamas and pajamas were a bit too big .

Song Ran sat on Lin Zheng's small bed after taking a shower, watching Lin Zheng busily doing laundry and mopping the floor.In the end, I couldn't help but wander around Zheng Lin's small room, looking at this and that.

Lin Zheng's things are all neatly organized, unlike himself, except for the small box where Ultraman is fixed, everything else is in a mess.

Zheng Lin took the two people's clothes out of the washing machine and hung them in his room to dry, and then asked Song Ran and himself to go downstairs to find something to eat.

"Where are your parents?" Song Ran felt that something was wrong. It stands to reason that Lin Zheng's mother should stay at home with a big belly.

"My mother fell last night, and she gave birth to her younger brother ahead of schedule." Lin Zhengdong rummaged around and found a few packets of instant noodles. He remembered having them at home, but luckily they hadn't expired.

"I don't know how to cook, so I just soaked it." Lin Zheng found a super-large glass bowl, which seemed to hold fruit, took out four packs of instant noodles, and even put them in, put the seasonings, and poured half of the pot Boiling water, the lid looks like a chopping board for cutting vegetables at home.

Then the two sat on chairs and waited for dinner.

"Then why didn't you go and see?" Song Ran asked again.

"I was there last night, and my dad called me back this morning." Lin Zheng was catching up on sleep when he got home, and he inevitably forgot the agreement with Song Ran.

"Is your brother good-looking?" Song Ran asked again.

"It's uglier than a monkey. It's wrinkled all over and has no hair." Lin Zheng was very disgusted. He never knew that a child could be so ugly.

"Hahaha...then I won't be able to have children in the future." Song Ran just laughed.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the two began to suck on instant noodles.

"Otherwise, call Aunt Hua and you can stay at my house today. Tonight my dad is going to accompany the bed, and I'm the only one at home." Zheng Lin asked Song Ran while eating.

Song Ran seldom eats instant noodles, at most just a few packs of crispy noodles. Right now, she feels that she has encountered delicious food and is enjoying it.

"Okay, anyway, I'm alone when I go home." After speaking, he started eating again.

Zheng Lin called Aunt Hua, saying that it was raining heavily and it was late, so he would stay with Song Ran for the night, but Aunt Hua didn't say much, because the two children got along well after all.

At night, the two of them lay on Zheng Lin's small wooden bed measuring 1.4 meters by [-] meters with their chubby bellies stretched out, and they didn't feel too crowded.

"Aren't you afraid? Let me stay with you." Song Ran asked nonsense when he had nothing to do.

"Nonsense, I've been sleeping alone on the second floor for several years. I'm afraid of farts!" Lin Zheng hasn't thought about whether he's afraid or not, at least not now. When he first moved in, he was afraid and even cried.

When Song Ran heard what Lin Zheng said, he started to play tricks on him.

"Listen, are there footsteps outside?" Song Ran moved to Zheng Lin's side and whispered in his ear on purpose.

"Fart, hurry up and sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow." Lin Zheng didn't care about Song Ran's tricks.

"Yes, listen carefully, I'll count your steps. Pata... Pata... Pata..." Song Ran counted seriously.

Lin Zheng unconsciously pricked up his ears to listen, as if there was a real sound, and it happened to be in time with Song Ran.

Lin Zheng also moved his body towards Song Ran, and after listening for a long time, Song Ran did not speak again.He also asked in a low voice: "Are you asleep? Song Ran."

"Don't talk, someone...someone is watching me by the window." Song Ran whispered into Zheng Lin's ear.

Lin Zheng was really a little embarrassed. He felt that his hands were beginning to sweat thinly, and he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to look at the window. Finally, he touched Song Ran's hand under the quilt and grabbed it. Let go, grasping tighter and tighter, trying to wipe away the moisture in the palm.

"Hahahaha...you must be scared." Seeing Lin Zheng's actions, Song Ran was delighted.

"Smile, laugh, laugh again and pull your bird down. It hurts you to death, and you cry to death." Lin Zheng stretched out his hand, and was about to touch Song Ran's underpants. Finally, he slapped Song Ran kindly. It wasn't heavy on the stomach, but Song Ran finally stopped talking.

"Hey, get up with me and turn on the light." Song Ran got up from the bed.

Lin Zheng had no choice but to turn on the light, and Song Ran walked to the window in his shorts and Lin Zheng's slippers, "Come here!"

Lin Zheng had no choice but to stand by the window wearing shorts. The two were still wearing pajamas at first, but Song Ran's Lin Zheng's was a bit too big, and Lin Zheng would be crushed when he turned over, making Song Ran unable to move. A good way is not to wear.

Two almost naked figures stood by the window, Zheng Lin opened the window in order to let Song Ran's clothes dry quickly.

"Listen carefully, what kind of sound is that flapping?" Song Ran asked

"Footsteps." Lin Zheng really thought it was footsteps.

"It's the sound of heavy raindrops falling on the plastic bag." Song Ran said and climbed back to the bed.

"I used to think it was footsteps. I always felt that someone was looking at me. My mother said it was the sound, and the curtains were moving." Song Ran had already crawled back into the quilt.

Lin Zheng listened carefully again, and it was indeed the case.He also climbed back to the bed, feeling sorry for Song Ran, after all, Song Ran was younger than himself, and lived alone in such a big house.