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Xu Fan and Li Xiaoran suddenly spoke up, and then couldn't help but laugh.

Li Xiaoran said, "Why don't you sing me a song?"

Xu Fan said, "How about I sing you a song?"

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===Chapter 186 Southern Girl===

What do you want to hear?

What are you singing?

Xu Fan and Li Xiaoran couldn't help but laugh.

The two figures under the night sky were not lonely; they seemed to have a touch of happiness.

Li Xiaoran said, "Anything is fine."

Xu Fan said, "How about I sing a couple of lines?"

Li Xiaoran nodded and said, "Then wait for me to go get the guitar."

Xu Fan hesitated and said, "It's nighttime."

Li Xiaoran said, "This is a school, there's no one around, the nearest house is seven or eight hundred meters away, you can't hear it."

Xu Fan said, "Then I'll go with you."

Li Xiaoran smiled gently, looking quite beautiful under the night sky.

Li Xiaoran also loves music, a fact Xu Fan knew.

The guitar was one she brought back from school and had always kept in her room. Li Xiaoran carefully took it out of its packaging, handed it to Xu Fan, and said, "Thank you."

Xu Fan said, "Let's go outside!"

The night sky outside was quiet. In the distance, a fat man timidly walked out, preparing to urinate.

Then two figures were seen coming out of Li Xiaoran's room together and walking to the edge of the playground in the distance.

The fat man's heart skipped a beat. He looked over and saw Xu Fan and Li Xiaoran. He couldn't help but frown.

He raised his nose on his chubby face, then quickly went to the bathroom next door to take care of his business. He then quietly ran to the side to close the distance between himself and Xu Fan.

Xu Fan said, "Should I say something modest like, 'Don't laugh at me if I don't sing well'?"

Li Xiaoran smiled happily and said, "Then I'll definitely laugh at you."

Xu Fan gently strummed the guitar, and as the strings vibrated, the music filled the night sky.

A beautiful melody suddenly drifted through the quiet night. Xu Fan asked, "Really, nobody heard it?"

Li Xiaoran said seriously, "Besides the two of us, there's no one else."

Zhao Feiyang, standing some distance away, clutched his chest.

That hurts, bro.

I only fell asleep for a short while, and you all treat me like I'm not human!

Xu Fan had completely forgotten about Zhao Feiyang and said to Li Xiaoran, "Then I'll sing."

Li Xiaoran hummed in agreement and looked at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan felt a little uncomfortable under her serious gaze, so he said, "Don't look at me like that."

Li Xiaoran chuckled and looked up at the sky.

Xu Fan began to play the guitar, and the sound of the guitar filled the air, lingering long afterward.

The gentle breeze at night carried the sound of the piano, which sounded beautiful in the air.

The simple intro made Li Xiaoran pause slightly. She wanted to ask if it was a new song, but then she found that Xu Fan had already started singing.

A girl from the south lived in a village in the north.

She always liked to stand by the roadside wearing a floral dress.

She didn't say much, but her smile was so calm and elegant.

What was hidden in her gentle eyes? Was it the sorrow of longing?

Xu Fan's calm voice rang out, sounding particularly pleasant in the night, especially in the absence of other noises.

Li Xiaoran glanced at her skirt subconsciously. What kind of flower was that on the hem?

She looked at Xu Fan with slightly unfocused eyes, then shook her head, thinking she must be overthinking things.

This should be Xu Fan's new song, but what does it have to do with me?

It just so happens that this northern village, and I, a girl from the south, am sitting right next to you.

She smiled, but her gaze was fixed intently on Xu Fan.

The fat man in the distance gritted his teeth; his singing was beautiful, but he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

This song is obviously a new song, and it's clearly written for Li Xiaoran.

Xu Fan, you've changed.

How could you do this?

The fat man felt a little sad, but he also thought the song was really nice.

Xu Fan's voice continued to come along with the piano music.

"The rainy winters in small southern towns are not as cold as those in the north."

She didn't need bulky cotton clothes to cover her gentle, beautiful face.

She leaves her shadow on the street as she goes, and her fragrance lingers in the hearts of those who look back.

In the blink of an eye, the fragrance has dissipated and the shadow has vanished.

The song is melodious, with a slightly melancholic accompaniment. Paired with bright lyrics, it's easy to feel the stark contrast between the boundless emotions of adolescence and the weak sense of control over reality.

Li Xiaoran herself enjoys playing the guitar, so she immediately recognized the vibrating notes in Xu Fan's simple melody, and she suddenly thought of winter in Chengdu.

Xu Fan probably hasn't experienced it; how could he know that Chengdu's rainy winters aren't as cold as those in the north?

But on second thought, it seems quite normal.

Temperatures in the south are generally higher than in the north, and Chengdu is indeed a rainy city. A few days ago, I encountered continuous rain while I was in a small bar, which may be why.

Xu Fan continued singing, but the lyrics evoked a different kind of emotion within her.

She couldn't explain it clearly, she really couldn't.

Xu Fan is singing:

"Southern girl, are you used to the autumn chill in the North?"

Southern girl, do you like the straightforwardness of Northerners?

The days passed like those sleepless nights.

She chewed gum and talked about her ideals to the wall.

Southern girl, have you fallen in love with the North?

Southern girl, you said you're going back to your hometown today.

Longing is heartbreaking; she calls out to you through her tearful eyes.

"The fruits of the South are ripe; that is the simplest ideal."

Xu Fan's eyes suddenly turned to Li Xiaoran; the "southern girl" he had mentioned must have been referring to her.

Li Xiaoran sat there blankly, staring at Xu Fan, but did not say a word.

Xu Fan is still singing.

But her heart was pounding.

Her mind was already reeling from Xu Fan's simple lyrics, almost bringing her to tears.

A girl from the South, the chill of autumn in the North, a sleepless night, chewing gum.

Whether she has fallen in love with the North or not, she is indeed going back to her hometown tomorrow.

The fruits in the south are ripe; that's the simplest ideal, and that probably refers to my exam situation.

Yes!

That's my ideal.

Has she fallen in love with the North?

At the very least, she had to admit that she had grown fond of the children.

But she's leaving tomorrow.

Xu Fan's voice remained unchanged, but Li Xiaoran was extremely saddened, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

She didn't cry out loud, but silently shed tears.

Xu Fan didn't reach out to wipe her face; he continued singing calmly.

Hearing this from a distance, Zhao Feiyang also felt somewhat saddened.

He may not understand the deep sadness in Li Xiaoran's heart, but he also knows that Li Xiaoran is about to leave this north.

She was just a volunteer teacher; it was only a matter of time before she left.

She has her own ideals, and no one can stop her.

Even the children have no reason to stop it.

Zhao Feiyang was still somewhat upset, but not because of Li Xiaoran's departure.

The song was written by Xu Fan for Li Xiaoran, but what about her?

He didn't know why, but he always felt that some things weren't as they seemed.

He tried to contact her later, but...

Zhao Feiyang didn't listen to the song anymore, since there would be plenty of opportunities to listen to Xu Fan sing in the future.