I pretend to cultivate immortality in kindergarten.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, tidy up your hairstyle, and clean up the edges and corners of the snow-white skirt.

"Mom, I'm going shopping with Han Wenwen! After getting up, I'll help me tell my grandma!"

Aunt He cooked breakfast in the kitchen: "Qingqing? You don't have breakfast?"

"Wenwen and I will buy it! Goodbye Mom!"

Little He Qing has already grown up gracefully, and her beauty is gradually growing.

Compared to the pure and cuteness a few years ago, the word beauty has finally appeared on her face.

Of course, Han Wenwen is better than her good best friend. She thinks she is not as beautiful as the other party, because from the day when He Qing met her, she found that the other party is becoming more and more like a vixen.

But Han Wenwen's face was not cute at all, but she had an indescribable temperament, and the two had different characteristics.

Little Heqing walked to the intersection and waited. After a while, Han Wenwen, who was wearing a slim pink dress and long hair draped over her shoulders, carefully came out from behind.

Covering Xiao Heqing's eyes from behind, he kissed her face: "Guess who I am?"

He Qing was so embarrassed that she was stunned and said, "Wenwen, why are you teasing me like this again?"

"I guessed it right!" Han Wenwen covered her mouth and smiled, then tilted her head, blinked the fox's eyes, and looked charming: "What's wrong with a girl kissing her together? I won't be able to kiss you now if I don't kiss you now."

Little Heqing wiped her face helplessly and looked at her.

"What won't you get married in the future? Didn't you say that junior high school wants to go to a school with me?"

Han Wenwen held He Qing's arm and said, "Yes, I want to be with you, but I don't mean that. I mean, I'm waiting for you to go to school with your childhood sweetheart. What's my share?"

Little He Qing blushed and couldn't answer: "What are you talking about?"

Han Wenwen asked: "Have you been on the phone with him recently?"

"No, nothing happened recently, but I can call him after shopping in Lianxin Festival today."

The two besties walked towards the market: "You are so diligent to him. Whenever you have something to do, you will tell him. I'm curious how handsome he is to make you so addicted?"

Little He Qing muttered, "It's okay, I was pretty handsome when I was a child, but I don't know what I look like now."

"Huh? Didn't you two call from time to time? Have you never turned on the video?"

"Ah, I haven't opened it."

"I really convinced you. You are so brave." Han Wenwen was shocked.

Since two girls met on a rainy day in school two years ago, Han Wenwen has been asking He Qing to clean up the classroom every time.

Han Wenwen will stay with Xiao Heqing, and even if someone says bad things about He Qing, Han Wenwen will help you to retaliate.

Anyway, He Qing's combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and Han Wenwen is not afraid of the other party being angry.

And little He Qing was originally a person who repays her kindness with a spring of gratitude. No matter what purpose Han Wenwen is to be good to herself, she will naturally be good to her.

So the two of them gradually became together every day. After two years, they have become best friends who can talk about everything and learn a lot about each other.

When we arrived at Lianxin Festival, it was extremely lively.

The two best friends walked around various stalls with their hands or arms in their arms, and they were very happy.

When he visited a love letter stall, Xiao Heqing suddenly remembered: "Wenwen, are there any boys who will confess to you this month?"

Han Wenwen bent down to check the envelopes, and her hands were on her knees, each looking familiar: "Yes, it may be because of the Lianxin Festival this week. Yesterday I found three in my schoolbag."

"Ah? Three seals? Have you read them all?"

Han Wenwen shook her head: "I didn't read it, so I was too lazy to see how they said they liked me, and I was not interested in them." She turned around and was curious: "Why, your good brother hasn't written a love letter to you?"

He Qing replied shyly: "What? Actually, he and I have not reached that level yet. I don't even think he must know that I like him."

Han Wenwen was speechless and gave her good friend a blank look: "Are you stupid to be a boy? Although she is a bit stupid, I don't think your good brother is a fool."

"Well, he is really smart and is good at everything."

The two of them walked for a long time, from the bottom of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. The place called Xinyi Tree is halfway up the mountain, and it is also the most lively place of this Lianxin Festival.

Interestingly, when the two best friends were halfway through, a few boys suddenly seemed to have been waiting there with flowers in their hands and rushed out halfway.

The boy in the middle expressed his love with Han Wenwen with flowers, looking like a student from other schools.

Little He Qing breathed a lot, and even she was used to it, let alone Han Wenwen.

Sure enough, Han Wenwen refused very mischievously and directly: "Sorry, I don't like you, but you look very handsome. Maybe other girls may not like you."

After she said that, she took out a hairpin from her pocket and smiled: "Hey, I have worn this one, I will give it to you as a souvenir. We are going to continue shopping, bye."

Han Wenwen is like this. Even if she refuses, she will praise the other party. Perhaps this is why the boys still like her after they are rejected.

Finally came to the front of the Heart Tree. This tall and majestic ancient tree was hung with red ropes for wishes. The breeze blew by, and the red rope floated incredibly stunning.

This is the first time Xiao Heqing saw it, her eyes widened and sparkling: "It's simply the embodiment of romance. I heard that there were couples separated from this tree thousands of years ago because of something, and they each tied a red rope on the tree. I found each other."

"Is there such a story? Did you bring a red rope yourself today?"

Little He Qing nodded and took out a red rope tied with a red cloth from her pocket: "I brought it, where are you?"

Han Wenwen shook the rope in her hand: "Of course I brought it too, so let's find a place to write your wishes. I heard that the success rate of writing on site is higher."

The two best friends came to a free place and squatted down to write.

Xiao Heqing wrote carefully: "I hope I can meet him sooner-to be together forever."

After writing, I saw Han Wenwen biting her pen cap and staring blankly: "Wenwen, you haven't finished writing yet?"

"What am I thinking about writing? I really haven't thought about what kind of boy I like."

Little Heqing smiled and thought to herself that she had confessed to you any kind of boy, but you didn't choose any of them: "Actually, I'm very curious too."

"Oh, there!" Han Wenwen wrote on the red rope with a pen: "I want my future man to know what I want."

Xiao Heqing didn't understand after reading it: "What does this mean?"

“That is, I hope my future boyfriend is someone who can resonate with me.”

After saying that, little He Qing suddenly laughed, and Han Wenwen also laughed, and the two of them clucked each other and joked.

Little Heqing covered her mouth and smiled, "It feels so literary."

Tie two red ropes to the heart tree, and the two red ropes are connected to the tree.

If you write about the Red Rope and don’t like someone, you can get a hand next to it, and the last name of your future boyfriend will be displayed on the sign.

Han Wenwen took a piece casually and the word "Lin" was written on the sign.

Xiao Heqing was surprised when she saw it: "Lin?"

Han Wenwen asked, "What's wrong? Isn't your good brother the surname Lin?"

"Well, his surname is Lin."

Han Wenwen held the arm of her best friend and raised the hand high: "It seems that we are really good friends, even the last name of our future boyfriend is the same! You said it wouldn't be your good brother's younger brother or something. Bar?"

The two besties continued to hang out in the Lianxin Festival while joking.

The two red ropes on the tree were wrapped together under the action of the wind, as if they were tied to death by the wind.