On the first day of vacation, Song Jiamu got up at six o'clock in the morning.

Perhaps it was God's blessing and understanding of their rare trip out of the city to collect news. Some time ago, the weather forecast said it would rain on May Day, but when I looked at it yesterday, it was also cloudy and sunny at the destination of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Even counting their childhood, this is the first time that Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian have left Sunan with each other, and only the two of them.

The high-speed rail tickets were booked at 9:30 in the morning. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian did not let Song Chi drive them. The feeling was like that in elementary school. After knowing the way from home to school, the two of them never had the same feeling.

We let our elders pick us up and drop us off, but we prefer to go to and from school with each other, play on the road, use the pocket money in each pocket to buy a stick of ice cream, and then you eat it one bite at a time.

He became extremely happy.

If an elder comes to pick you up, it means you lose a period of time alone with the other person.

"I went for a run and you haven't gotten up yet."

Song Jiamu spoke to the video at a volume that was close to his ears.

The girl who was covering her head with the quilt on the pillow groaned twice, turned around, got into bed and ignored him.

When self-discipline becomes a habit, Song Jiamu will not use this as an excuse to interrupt his running even if he has to go on a long trip later.

For him, exercising has become secondary. What is important is whether he can persist. This is also a good determination for her. He cannot become lax just because the relationship between the two begins to become closer.

What he said to Yun Shuqian last time was true. The most important meaning of the memories is to make him start to reflect. He remembers every stage of getting along with Yun Shuqian and how he became like this, so he must learn to control himself.

Do the right thing.

Going out, we still took the new route today, passing through the landscape bridge, the old pier, and finally to the Linjianghu Scenic Area, and then ran straight back from there, a total distance of seven kilometers.

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At seven o'clock, Song Jiamu rang Yun Shuqian's doorbell with breakfast in hand.

Yun Shuqian had just woken up, still holding a pillow in her arms, rubbing her eyes and looking sleepy. Her hair was messy, she had enviable bangs from her sleep, and there were some red marks on her pretty face.

"You just woke up? I've already run seven kilometers!"

"I fell asleep very late last night."

"Didn't you sleep with me?"

"You have the nerve to say that! You fell asleep in five minutes! You ignored me when I talked to you!"

"How should I care for you when I'm asleep..."

Because when she thought about setting off with him to Suzhou and Hangzhou tomorrow to collect the scenery, Yun Shuqian was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night, thinking over and over again about going out to play.

Sometimes I thought about where to go, and sometimes I thought about living in the same room with him. I also searched for a lot of weird things to note about boys and girls living together, and even hesitated to click the check-out button in the double room I booked.

I have hesitated many times.

But this guy slept like a pig's head, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

"It's time to brush your teeth and have breakfast. We'll set off at 7:40. Have you packed everything?"

"It's been prepared a long time ago, where's yours?"

"Everything is ready!"

"Bye-Bye."

Yun Shuqian closed the door, put breakfast on the table, and threw the pillow back into the room. She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. She combed her hair with a small comb and patted her face with both hands. She had a little baby fat on her face, so she was very kissable.

That kind of.

She changed into a long skirt with a gentle style. Recently, whenever she went out to play with him, she would wear a skirt.

I ran into my mother's room, took an eyebrow pencil and simply drew my eyebrows, applied a little light-colored lipstick, pursed my lips to make the color even, and now I was done with makeup.

As for concealer powder, she didn't use much. Her skin was very good, and it didn't make much difference whether she applied powder or not. He couldn't tell it anyway.

The key is that he went to bed late. If he had woken up an hour earlier, Yun Shuqian would have dressed up seriously. As for why he went to bed late, it was not all his fault.

So blame him, blame him, it’s all him.

After doing this, Yun Shuqian checked her luggage again. She also packed it for a long time last night. She originally wanted to bring a suitcase, but in the end she decided to travel light.

Compared with many girls, the things are not too much, but it also contains a whole large backpack. The computer is placed in the mezzanine, clothes and other things are in the middle, and there is also a small bag for daily carrying.

You can't carry such a big backpack everywhere you go.

People always remember that they forgot to bring something when they are on the road, so Yun Shuqian checked it early.

Then while eating breakfast, I was thinking carefully about what else I didn’t bring.

Last night on Baidu, many girls said it was best to bring a pack of small safety umbrellas. After all, they live with boys, just in case.

She doesn’t want to take it!

If Song Jiamu found out, wouldn't he be embarrassed to death?

How could a reserved girl agree to such a thing!

During the video chat with Song Jiamu last night, the two of them also checked their luggage. He brought many things that could be used together, so she didn't have to bring them.

For example, if he brings the charging cable for his laptop, then her computer can also be used, so there is no need to bring it again.

After breakfast, it was already 7:40.

Yun Shuqian put on a pair of white shoes, carried the big travel backpack, and rang the doorbell of Song Jiamu's house.

It was Li Yuan who opened the door.

"Good morning, aunt."

"Qianqian has packed up so quickly? Come in and sit for a while. You don't need to change your shoes. Auntie will mop the floor later."

Yun Shuqian went to the sofa and sat down to wait for him, put down her schoolbag, and played with Nian Nian for a while.

"Well~ every year, we have to go out to work, you have to be good at home, you know."

"Meow wow wow."

Nian Nian is very sensible, and when he thinks that Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian are going to work hard to earn small fish for him, he becomes extremely well-behaved.

Not long after, Song Jiamu also came out of the room with his bag on his back, and Yun Shuqian also picked up his backpack and stood up.

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"Be safe on the road and remember to call when you arrive."

"Know it."

"Take more care of Qianqian!"

"Know it."

Song Jiamu also hugged Nian Nian and kissed her, which happened to be the position where Yun Shuqian had just kissed her.

The girl rolled her eyes at him, but didn't remind him.

The two of them came out of the house, went downstairs, and walked to the community. The early morning sun had already set, and it felt warm and comfortable on their bodies.

"Uncle Liu, where are you cleaning the turtle?"

"Hey, where are you two going this early in the morning?"

"Go to Suzhou and Hangzhou."

"Hey, where are you looking at the West Lake?"

"yes."

Song Jiamu smiled and chatted with the gatekeeper, Uncle Liu, and Yun Shuqian also said obediently, "Good morning, Grandpa Liu."

After leaving the community, starting from here is considered part of the journey.

The unknown bird jumped up and flew on the green belt. The sky was blue, the sun was shining brightly, and the girl was in a beautiful mood.

"Give me the backpack."

"what?"

"I'll help you carry it."

Song Jiamu talked to Yun Shuqian while walking.

The girl herself is petite. Her travel backpack is floral. It looks like the kind used by girls, but it is not small. She carries it on her back like a heavy shell. Plus she wears

The dress is a long skirt, which makes her look more delicate, but the backpack is as heavy as a five-finger mountain.

"No, I can carry it myself."

"Bring it to you, don't take advantage of it, and claim that you are smart."

Song Jiamu stopped in front of her, grabbed the shoulder strap of her backpack with both hands, and took it off her slender shoulders.

The collar of the girl's skirt was lifted a little, and the extremely fair skin and delicate collarbones on her shoulders could be seen.

"You have to carry it for me yourself. I don't have any hidden rules for you."

"Yes, yes, it's a great honor for me to be able to help the president carry his bag."

Song Jiamu was also carrying a large black backpack behind his back, so he put her floral backpack on his chest and carried it. As a result, he became very bloated, while the girl next to him was relaxed, like the girl who was covered by the wind.
To be continued...