Ding Ran didn't understand what he was doing.

He was pulled into the shopping mall opposite the KTV, was stuffed with a pair of pants, and then pushed into the dressing room to try them on.

And the person who was standing in the locker room waiting for him...

When he changed his pants and walked out of the locker room, he glanced at Le Ming outside the door and almost sprained his foot.

Le Ming took the card and handed it to the counter staff. Ding Ran wanted to rush to pay, but Le Ming grabbed his arm.

Then Le Ming took a look at his newly changed pants.

"Put it back on," Le Ming simply commented, "The tag is cut."

Ding Ran reached out his hand to touch the hang tag on the waistband of his trousers, nodded hastily, and the counter staff at the side also quickly took scissors to help him cut off the hang tag, and by the way, put the wet trousers he changed into a packing bag.

Le Ming took back the bank card returned by the counter staff into his wallet, turned and walked out of the mall without saying a word.

Ding Ran followed with his packing bag in hand, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and typed up the manuscript countless times in his heart.

He watched Le Ming walk towards the parking lot outside the shopping mall, and immediately ran two steps forward, holding up his mobile phone and shouting.

"Wait, Le Ming!"

Le Ming looked back at him, he swallowed secretly, stretched his hand forward, and stuffed the phone in front of Le Ming.

"Can I add your WeChat?"

"I want to put..."

"I want to give you back the money you paid for the pants."

This is of course an excuse, but it is also the only reason he can use, but Le Ming just glanced at him, then took his mobile phone, and pressed his mobile phone number on the screen.

Ding Ran walked to the station with his mobile phone and packing bag in his hands, got on the bus and sat alone in the back seat, still couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He wanted to restrain the joy in his heart, but the effect was too weak.

The first time you meet someone you like, you have to go to the contact information, which is too lucky.

the person I like……

Yes, he really fell in love with Le Ming.

It was love at first sight.

Ding Ran raised his head and saw himself reflected in the car window beside him in high spirits, without any shyness.

It's so exciting to meet someone you like.

Even in the pursuit offensive that he is about to launch, he is inexplicably confident.

Sure enough, first love makes people blind and brave.

Le Ming didn't expect that kid to be silent for two days, and then seriously send him a greeting on the third day.

Then a transfer message was sent.

After the transfer, he sent an emoticon package as if to please.

At a glance, the chat box is full of the boy's chat bubbles, and he is very involved in the one-man show.

Is this the result of holding back for two days?

Le Ming raised his eyebrows, first returned the money transfer, and then answered Ding Ran's question later.

"At home, planning to write a song."

Ding Ran panicked and replied: "Then did I bother you? Sorry, I really don't know, wait, how did you return the money I transferred?"

Ding Ran moved his fingers to transfer the money again.

Le Ming's next words restrained his movements.

"Help me find inspiration, the money for the pants can be offset."

How much does Le Ming earn by writing a song?

The answer is naturally beyond Ding Ran's imagination. If it is to be compared with that pair of pants, Le Ming, who was taken advantage of by Ding Ran, obviously took advantage of it by more than a hundred times.

Ding Ran didn't think he was being taken advantage of at all, he sat on the chair eager to try, and started burning his brain cells in front of his mobile phone.

Ding Ran majored in animation production, so he usually needs to open his mind to do homework, which is not difficult for him.

He didn't know what kind of inspiration Le Ming was looking for, so he simply chatted with Le Ming.

This chat lasted for two or three hours, Ding Ran maintained the original posture, and continued to think wildly in the chat box with red eyes.

Le Ming didn't talk much, but he seemed to be watching him talking all the time, and every answer could be connected with the topic he said.

After twelve o'clock, Le Ming's words became less and less.

Ding Ran started to hesitate, knowing that he should persuade Le Ming to go to rest earlier, but he was unwilling to end it from the bottom of his heart.

Later, it was Le Ming who sent a voice, fulfilling his vague hope.

Le Ming was probably already lying on the bed, his voice was a little lazy and sleepy.

"You should go to sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Ding Ran shook his fingers, pressed the voice key in a low voice, and said a few short words: "Okay, good night then?"

"Good night." Le Ming said in a low voice.

Ding Ran was inexplicably excited all night, and even kicked his feet on the bed when he fell asleep.

The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to play Le Ming's "good night" repeatedly.

Not dreaming.

He felt the sweetness of the plain words in an unbelievable way.

Ding Ran knew that he had completely fallen.

Ding Ran felt that Le Ming should have discovered the intention of his pursuit.

Woke up early to say hello for a week, and once Le Ming answered, he could talk non-stop until Le Ming said goodnight to him.

Le Ming didn't give a clear response, but he didn't refuse either. From Le Ming's attitude, he couldn't feel whether Le Ming had any thoughts about him, but their relationship continued.

Just like two netizens, they no longer meet each other, rarely make voice calls, and spend most of their time chatting by text.

But Ding Ran was easily satisfied, he felt that this was a little private space between him and Le Ming.

When he was chasing Le Ming's cover album and the newly opened live broadcast room, he always felt that he had an extra layer of relationship with Le Ming.

Ding Ran continued to love secretly, but he didn't want to hide his feelings all the time. He still planned to say that at the right time.

That day came early, too.

Le Ming has released a new song, and this time it is not a cover of his own work, but an original single as the original singer for the first time.

He posted the new single on the live broadcast platform, and it had an explosive effect on the same day, not only arousing fans' frantic pursuit, but also professionals in the industry analyzed his single word by word.

Ding Ran doesn't know anything about music theory, but after he downloaded this single and listened to it dozens of times, he can still hum a few lines.

When chatting at night, he blew a rainbow fart to Leming: "Your voice is amazing in singing this style of songs, and the arrangement is also very nice. Although I don't understand it well, I have read several masters. Analysis, I feel that I have heard the special feature of this song, it is indeed shocking..."

Le Ming sent a voice message after a long absence: "This song is your inspiration for me, are you praising yourself in disguise?"

Ding Ran blushed here, and cautiously replied: "I didn't even hear it, which sentence of mine gave you inspiration."

"It would be great if I could continue to inspire you in the future." Ding Ran added.

"It's not impossible," Le Ming said lazily, "What kind of songs do you like to listen to?"

Ding Ran subconsciously wants to answer as long as it is sung by you, I like it.

But when the words came to his lips, another voice that sounded in his heart was answered involuntarily.

"love song."

"I haven't heard you sing love songs, and I've listened to the songs you wrote for other singers several times. None of them are love songs. I really want to know what the love songs you write will look like..."

"However, your style is not originally a love song route, and I'm a bit whimsical."

After Ding Ran finished speaking, he added another sentence: "Besides, the most important thing is that you are willing. Relationship issues belong to personal privacy, and not everyone is willing to expose it to the public..."

Le Ming didn't speak for a long time.

Ding Ran became even more nervous.

"If you want to ask something, be frank, or you will be the one who is suffocating." After a long time, Le Ming lazily said something in his voice.

Ding Ran swallowed his saliva.

Just because of Le Mingruo's "encouragement" that seemed like nothing, he emboldened himself and asked boldly, "You, do you have a romantic partner?"

Ding Ran stayed up all night last night, his eyes turned into panda eyes, and he took the book and followed the other students into the lecture hall, complaining incessantly.

Le Ming didn't answer his abrupt question directly, but said almost irrelevantly: "I will broadcast live at [-] o'clock tomorrow night."

Ding Ran replied ignorantly: "Okay, I will definitely squat in your live broadcast room."

Le Ming said good night and ended their conversation.

Ding Ran ran back to the dormitory immediately after finishing the last class in the afternoon. He turned on the computer immediately, and the browser defaulted to Leming's live broadcast room.

Then he took a shower at the speed of light, and while listening to the background music of Leming's live broadcast room, he hurriedly washed his clothes in the bathroom.

At six o'clock, he was waiting in front of the computer with instant noodles.

At eight o'clock he was already looking forward to it.

Le Ming was also very punctual, starting the live broadcast on time at eight o'clock.

He never revealed his live broadcast on Weibo, nor did he let other fans know about it, so not many people were watching. Ding Ran was among the few people who saw the camera turned on in Leming's live broadcast room for the first time, and he deceived himself and felt that he was It's like dating Le Ming.

Usually, when Le Ming is broadcasting live, the camera is facing a wall of his room, and his fans can clearly see what decorations are on that wall.

Ding Ran waited intently for the most familiar painting on the wall to appear, but unexpectedly, after a while of camera adjustments, it was Le Ming's face that became clear from blur.

It has been half a month since the last time I saw Le Ming, and the moment Ding Ran saw Le Ming's face, he realized that he actually missed him very much.

This is something that daily text and voice chats simply cannot alleviate.

He just wanted to see Le Ming often, and wanted to be a part of Le Ming's side.

Even if that position is not necessarily a couple.

Most of the screen in the live broadcast room was occupied by fans' barrage, and more and more fans poured in. Although Le Ming's first appearance was not publicized, it also caused a great effect.

Ding Ran sat in front of the computer with his head propped up, looking at Le Ming's face raptly.

He changed his mind again.

Even if he couldn't stay by Le Ming's side, he was satisfied to see Le Ming in the live broadcast room.

Being Le Ming's fan is really worth it...

When Le Ming spoke, he hadn't quite reacted yet, and thought for a while: "Wow, the voice sounds better with a microphone, why is it so nice."

Then he was stunned, and found that Le Ming's eyes were staring at the direction of the camera, as if he was staring at him.

After the surging wave of gifts in the barrage dissipated from the screen briefly, Le Ming lowered his eyes and said the first sentence:

"I already have the answer to yesterday's question."

Then Le Ming raised his eyes, still seemed to be only looking at him, and said word by word:

"No, but I think it would be nice if there were, if that person is you."

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