"What's wrong, Claudio?"

"There are words on the back of your car..."

That girl! Yang Pan knew who did the "good thing" as soon as he heard it, but when did she apply it? He took out the rag from the car and planned to remove the graffiti.

But when he ran to the back angrily, he was stunned.

“YangPan,Elen”

The red car body uses a black marker to write these two words. The words are not big, and it is easy to ignore them if you don’t pay attention to the red background color.

One is his name and the other is Yilan's name.

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"Yilan, when will you start school?" The bearded man picked up the newspaper and asked his daughter who was busy outside.

"the day after tomorrow."

"Oh, then go and call Yang Pan for a meal tomorrow. I have something to tell him."

Yilan turned her head to look at her father, but she could only see the newspaper, and the sound came from behind the newspaper.

"Yeah." Yilan agreed and continued to work hard on her.

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Yang Pan was lying on the bed, with the French CD lent to him by Yilan in the speaker. He had heard it once, but found that the only first song was good for him, and he was listening to this song repeatedly.

He not only appreciates music, but also thinks music is a memory card for him, which specializes in recording his mood at a certain stage. When he hears this song a long time later, he will suddenly remember the local mood stories that happened several years ago, with joy and sorrow.

And now, "My name is Yilan" seems to be in line with his mood at this moment.

The singer's pronunciation is very clear. He, a beginner of French, can roughly understand the general meaning of the lyrics after listening to it several times. This is a song that hopes to get love.

Somehow, Yilan introduced the song to him. The name was so coincidental that he actually heard the music and thought of Yilan. It seemed that the person who slowly talked about it in the music was herself. She whispered to Yang Pan: My name is Yilan, I am a very ordinary girl, with a life of joy, sorrow, joy, sorrow, and joy, and I also want to find the love that belongs to me...

Well, is this considered an indirect confession? Yang Pan thought in his heart.

So Yilan really likes me? Otherwise, why did she write our names behind my car? Why did she lend me this CD for voluntarily? It is impossible for coincidence... Yang Pan hopes that on the one hand, but on the other hand, he is not sure. After all, they quarrel when they meet, which really makes him dare not think that such a relationship will actually create a couple.

Yang Pan had a headache, so he simply stopped thinking about it. One step was one step. Listening to the song with peace of mind, and putting aside those thoughts, he found that this was really a good song.

And he fell asleep in a daze amid the good song.

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Yang Pan made a pass from the side, high and floating, without any threat. The fans watching the barbed wire gave a gentle sigh.

"Hey! Yang, cheer up. You've been a little absent-minded these two days. Is there anything wrong?" Bellucci ran away, but he didn't blame Yang Pan.

Yang Pan waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm fine, maybe I'm a little tired."

Yang Pan's expression was normal after coming out of the training ground, and he couldn't see anything unusual. He still chatted with his teammates in the locker room, joked, and told some pornographic jokes that men would tell. After taking a shower and changing clothes, he said hello to everyone and walked to the parking lot alone to pick up the car.

Without any surprises, he saw Yilan on the front of his Hummer again.

"It must be treating me to dinner again, right?" Yang Pan asked on his own initiative without saying anything Yilan had to say anything.

"Yes! Dad asked me to invite you to dinner together." Yilan jumped out of the car, and Yang Pan hurriedly saw if there were any graffiti on the body of the car. Of course, he didn't see anything. "I really don't know what my father thinks. Is there anything that can't be finished at once? Really..." Yilan kicked the small stone on the ground.

"Get in the car." Yang Pan opened the car door and asked Yilan to go in.

"Have you heard the CD I lent to you?" Yilan started flipping through the CD bag as soon as she got in the car.

"Uh... I heard it." I only heard it last night.

"What do you think?"

"Well, it's not bad..." Yang Pan lied because the song was really nice, but he wanted to demote it. But why did he lie to Yilan?

"Ah, I found it!" Yilan put the CD into the car audio and pressed the play button. "Drive, driver!"

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Cars are stopping and stopping in the traffic flow.

The red light was red light. Yang Pan slapped the steering wheel hard and then leaned on the back of the chair. He was a little impatient, but he never got too busy. At most, just listen to music... Speaking of music, is it because of the repeated play of "My name is Yilan" that made him feel a little uneasy?

Yilan was not anxious, and closed her eyes and hummed the song with the music. It was the song that made Yang Pan feel uneasy (?).

She hummed softly, and the sound was not loud, so she would not suppress the music, nor would others not hear her voice.

The high nose bridge has the beauty of sculpture like a knife. The white and delicate skin emits a cold light like marble. The red curly hair gently shaking with her nodding, which is very elastic. This is a girl's face, unlike many Western girls with many freckles or old-fashioned faces.

Looking at this face, he remembered the photos and posters of Yilan on the wall of the room. Will such a girl really like him? Although Yilan is sometimes a bit unruly and has a little temper, she is still a very excellent girl. After all, she is still young and a college student, so she is more willful. But this makes her look more cute, doesn’t it?

If she really likes herself, maybe she will be blessed.

But...is it possible?

A horn sounded from behind, and Yang Pan noticed that it was already a green light and quickly started the car.

"I see you always listen to that song, and you seem to like it." Yang Pan thought it was too abnormal for a man and a woman to be alone but not talk to each other, so he took the initiative to talk to each other.

"Well, yes, I like it very much!" Yilan still closed her eyes and shook her head.

Yang Pan didn't know how to continue the topic like this, so he had to stay calm and concentrate on driving his car.

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When she met the red light again, Yilan still hummed the song. It can be seen that she was already very proficient in singing. When should she pause and how many beats she stopped; when to lower the tune and when to raise the tune, she knew very well, and was no different from the original singer.

Yang Pan watched and listened, and fell into a spiritual conversation.

She is indeed a good girl, isn't she?

I have no idea……

Don’t say I don’t know, what you thought just now? Actually, you like her very much, right? Otherwise, you care so much about what she does?

Also... maybe.

Kaka was right. You were actually trying to save face. You like her, but it was because of such a small misunderstanding that you thought Yilan didn’t like you, right?

...

Why are you silent? I've called it? You like her, right?

...

Answer me, you like her, right?

...Uh, that's right.

Still trying to save face... If you like it, you like it, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it. What does “just be it” mean?

Well, I surrendered. Yes, I like her.

That's right, hehe! Then confess to her now! Let's say your thoughts!

Confession? Now? Are you kidding, brother?

You are just kidding! You are usually very decisive in everything you do? Why did your mother-in-law get up in this kind of thing? You have to know that there is no mistake in feelings, only miss it. Now hesitate, who knows what you have lost?

...

It was the sound of horn again, and Yang Pan opened his eyes and knew that the green light was on again. He turned his head and saw Yilan had stopped singing, looking at him strangely. It looked so cute and beautiful that he couldn't help but be moved.

Yilan found Yang Pan looking at him, and quickly turned toward the window after blushing.

Seeing that Yilan did not cooperate, Yang Pan had to start the car with some regrets and drove forward slowly amid the curses of the drivers behind him.

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Along the way, Yang Pan thought about that spiritual conversation from time to time. Fortunately, there were fewer people on the road and the speed of the car was not fast, so nothing happened.

I'm going to confess now? But I'm still mentally prepared at all. How can I confess? The impression I gave her by stutteringly said was definitely not good. But if I didn't say it, I might have missed it?

Yang Pan couldn't figure it out. Love is not like him playing football. He can use his speed to rush hard to get the ball, but love... hard to rush hard? Well, wait! Maybe sometimes hard to get it will have a good effect.

Just a little straightforward, just a little straightforward...

Yang Pan kept giving himself psychological hints like this and parked his car before the Chinese restaurant "Chinachina".

When he got off the car, he grabbed Yilan and Yilan looked at him with some confusion.

"I have something I want to tell you."

"Why?"

"In fact, I don't know how to talk about this. I think there may be some small misunderstandings between us. Both sides do not understand each other enough, which makes you have some prejudice against me. But what I want to say is..."

Yilan didn't interrupt him, but just waited quietly for him to finish.

"What I want to say is, uh, what I want to say is..." Although I have repeatedly reminded myself to make it clear, after I arrived at the critical point, Yang Pan, a novice, was still nervous and could not speak smoothly.

Yilan still didn't say anything, didn't ask, or was impatient.

"What I want to say is... I have always had a good impression of you. From the first sight of you, it was a bit inexplicable, but it does exist. I teased you not because I hate you, on the contrary, I like you very much, like you very much... you. Are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

The key points were finally finished in one go.

Yang Pan, who said his thoughts, still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, because he had to wait for Yilan to answer him.
To be continued...