Star Rabbit Patron Saint

Why do people need friendship?

I think many people have asked this question. In fact, there is no standard answer to such a question. The answer may be that friendship can accompany us through the darkest moments of loneliness.

There is a line in the movie "Green Book": "There are all kinds of people in this world. It happens that we become friends. This is not fate, but because we should be friends."

The so-called friends can be roughly divided into two types, one is friendship, and the other is confidant. Friends are gained through exchanges, but confidants are hard to find, so we have the emotion that it is rare to find a confidant in life.

I think there must be fewer and fewer true friends, because as time goes by, the directions are inconsistent, the personalities are different, and the status is very different.

Therefore, don't care about who you lose, but cherish who you have left. Perhaps what you pass by is always the scenery, and what you leave behind is life.

We saw each other's trump cards, understood each other's darkness, and then we still wanted to love, even more.

There is not much joy in life. I think the only thing I know is every moment I spend alone with you.

School gate, evening, sunset

The girl hugged her knees and sat quietly on the steps of the school gate. She held a small pink schoolbag in her arms. Her eyelashes were black and long, with natural curls, like two small fluffy brushes, with a warm yellow color. Her face is shrouded in light and shadow, and her facial features are small and delicate, like a picture of beauty, and every stroke is carefully drawn by the artist with meticulous brushwork.

The girl in front of her was about ten years old, with long black hair tied into a bun, with a few hair strands hanging down, and the hair was floating in the air. Her eyebrows were slender and picturesque, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Brother, brother~ I'm here!" When she spoke, her voice was clear and sweet, which made people feel indescribably comfortable and comfortable.

A young man in a white school uniform walked out of the high school teaching building, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder. The sleeves of the school uniform were slightly rolled up, revealing a section of his wrist, with slender fingers and distinct knuckles.

This boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was extremely handsome, with a tall and straight figure, and his perfect muscle lines could be vaguely seen under his shirt and school uniform. Her skin is as white as fine snow, and her face is as sculptured, with clear features and sharp edges.

He has thick black hair and a pair of slender peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, giving people a cynical and passionate look that people will fall into if they are not careful.

Her moderately thick red lips revealed a dazzling smile the moment she saw the girl. Such boys are so popular with girls.

Hearing Rong Xiaomi calling him, Youran couldn't help but smile. This girl is getting more and more beautiful. . . It seems to have grown up, but it seems not. . . Youran walked quickly towards Xiaomi. She must be impatient with waiting, looking at her look like that. . .

When Rong Xiaomi saw Youran coming, he suddenly stood up happily, no! My vision went dark, oh my god, I got hypoglycemia from standing too fast. . . Youran put his arm around the swaying little fan. Only then did she almost fall to the ground.

Taking advantage of the situation, she hugged Youran's waist, and Rong Xiaomi buried her little face in Youran's chest. She liked Youran's chest the most, it smelled so good. . . Goose goose snickering. . . "Xiao Mi, are you okay, little fool... You're still smiling... I really admire you." He supported her with one hand and touched her schoolbag with the other.

Over the years, Rong Xiaomi can be said to have grown up in the hands of Youran. Youran sighed helplessly, took a spherical chocolate from the pocket on the outside of the schoolbag, peeled it open and fed it to Xiaomi. . . . She was about to go abroad. What would she do with this little guy? He really didn't trust her. . .

"Brother, why did you come out so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time..." Rong Xiaomi pouted while chewing chocolate and complained to Youran. Her sweet voice acted coquettishly towards Youran. . He stretched out his little hand, slid it down Youran's arm, and interlocked with Youran's fingers. . . "Let's go home." Holding Xiaomi in hand, Youran deliberately slowed down and walked in the direction of home. . .

The little girl has fallen in love with her in the first grade of junior high school. She is not even eleven years old yet. She has really transformed into a girl. The little girl is becoming more and more beautiful. Lin Youran, who just turned sixteen this year, was recently admitted to the mathematics major of Cambridge University. I will go to the UK to study in October this year.

Seeing that summer vacation was about to begin, Youran planned to take Xiaomi to England to take a look at this school. They will be separated for at least three years. . . Little fans still don’t know anything about this. . . Youran actually hasn't figured out how to tell Xiaomi yet. This little guy clings to him too tightly. . . Rather than saying that she clings to him, it's better to say that the two cling to each other. . . So, don’t believe that feelings will fade away. . . Some feelings are getting deeper and deeper. . . More love. . . It's becoming more and more gluey. . . For example, Lin Youran and Rong Xiaomi. . .

Go back in time, six years ago, one day at dusk

Next week, Youran will go to the United States to participate in an international competition. This competition is very important to the school, Teacher Zhou, and all participating students. Teacher Zhou needs to confirm the details of the competition with Youran again. After all, Youran is the leader of the team this time.

Their school came out on top in the entire domestic selection competition. The reputation of the school in all aspects has been greatly improved. Teacher Zhou himself was also awarded by the school.

Knowing that You Ran was going to discuss the details of the competition with Teacher Zhou, Xiao Chen volunteered to You Ran to take Xiao Mi home. Since Xiao Chen was so enthusiastic, You Ran did not refuse her and asked Aunt Zhong not to pick up Xiao Mi. , just wait for Xiaomi at home, someone will take her home.

"Xiao Mi, are you hungry? Do you want to take you to buy some food?" Xiao Chen said to Xiao Mi enthusiastically. She wanted to hold Xiao Mi's hand, but Xiao Mi instinctively took a small step and avoided it. He took Xiao Chen's hand and put a pair of small hands behind his back.

After this period of contact, even this four-year-old child could tell that the girl in front of him, who was three years older than Youran, fell in love with Youran. This discovery made the little fan unhappy for no reason. . .

In fact, Xiao Chen also discovered the fact during his contacts with Youran and Rong Xiaomi that in Lin Youran's eyes, he was the only one who had a four-year-old sister. . . There was no one else at all. . . And Xiaomi's dependence on Lin Youran can be said to be abnormal. In Youran's eyes, he felt no different from a passerby.

When she and You Ran went to Shanghai for training together two weeks ago, Xiao Chen thought that he could finally get along well with You Ran and avoid his sister. Who would have known that Youran, who went to Shanghai for training, would actually bring his four-year-old sister with him. . .

Only then did Xiao Chen realize that this little girl held an extremely important position in Youran's heart. . . Since that's the case, let's please this little guy. After all, Aiwujiwu, since Youran loves her so much, he must make him feel that she also loves his sister. I believe Youran will have a better impression of her.

"Sister, I'm not hungry... You don't need to buy me anything to eat. I won't eat. I had lunch. Aunt Zhong will cook again when I get home. I'll just go home and eat." Xiao Mi I don't know why but I particularly dislike this sister, even though she has always been very nice to her.

"Xiao Mi, we have known each other for so long, why don't you invite sister to your house?" Xiao Chen said to Xiao Mi that she wanted to see You Ran's living environment and know more about him. It would be perfect for Xiaomi to take her to their home.

This time she was able to successfully participate in this important international competition because of You Ran. Xiao Chen felt that You Ran also had a slight affection for her. It's just that they haven't known each other for long.

"Sister, why do you want to go to our house?" Xiaomi didn't understand why she wanted to go to their house. If she wanted to come to their house to play, shouldn't she let her brother take her there?

She is not her classmate, and she doesn't want to take anyone home. My brother said, if someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, just ask him directly, why?

"Ah? I'm just curious." Xiao Chen was caught off guard and embarrassed by Xiaomi's question. She didn't expect that Xiaomi would ask her this question. This little girl is hard to talk to. After all, she is a child and doesn’t understand anything. . . Xiao Chen complained to Xiao Mi in his heart.

"What is there to be curious about in our house? If you want to visit our house, just tell your brother. You are his classmate, not mine..." Xiao Mi said straightforwardly.

When Rong Xiaomi speaks, he focuses on seeking truth from facts and never considers other people's thoughts. When she said this, Xiao Chen felt a little annoyed. In fact, he just wanted to see what the conditions of Youran's family were like. Who knew that this child was so difficult to deal with.

"Xiao Mi, aren't we still friends?" Xiao Chen patiently continued to smile at Xiao Mi. I can't deal with you as a child! My name, Xiao Chen, is written upside down!

"Teacher Zhao is my friend, Xiao Guoqiang is my younger brother and my friend. The female classmates in our class can only cry and cannot do anything else. I don't want to be friends with them. Sister, you are my brother's classmate, and he treats you as yours." Are you friends? If you are friends, you are my brother's friend. Otherwise, you are nothing." Xiaomi explained her understanding of friends seriously. From Rong Xiaomi's point of view, she is very polite to this sister.

Who would have known that Xiaomi's words made Xiao Chen faint with anger, and she actually said that she was nothing! I always felt that what she said made sense, but it was also very hurtful. It meant that he and she were not friends, and she probably wasn't even her brother's friend now. Therefore, to the little velvet fan, she is nothing!

"Sister, I'm home." The two of them had reached a fork in the road. Aunt Zhong was already waiting for Xiaomi at the intersection. She went straight to Aunt Zhong.

Aunt Zhong saw a girl in uniform sending Xiaomi back and nodded to her. Xiao Chen smiled politely and watched them walk into a single-family villa.

Xiao Chen looked at their home. . . My heart is full of emotions. . . Feeling envious. I didn't expect that Lin Youran's family conditions were so good. . . It's just that this sister is a bit annoying. . . It doesn't matter, Xiao Chen smiled to himself. Little fan, let’s wait and see. . .

Before going to bed at night, Youran was in Xiaomi's room, telling her a bedtime story and sleeping with her. This is the time when Xiaomi feels super happy every day. . .

"brother"

"exist"

"brother"

"exist"

"Goose Goose Goose" the little girl is so happy. She likes how her brother responds to her so tirelessly. For Xiaomi, this sense of security can only be given to her by Youran. He always knew what she wanted.

"Brother, let me ask you a question." Rong Xiaomi suddenly got up from the quilt seriously, sat on Youran's lap, and asked Youran while holding his neck.

"Xiao Mi, tell me," Youran replied, kissing Xiao Mi's forehead.

"The sister who was hit, is she your friend?" Xiaomi asked Youran seriously. To Xiaomi, it seemed like the word "friend" meant something that she still couldn't quite understand.

"Why do you ask that?" Youran had a hunch that Xiao Chen should have said something to Xiaomi, so Xiaomi had such a question.

"She asked me if I were friends with her? I said no!" Xiaomi frowned and said while holding Youran's arm.

"So, she thinks she and you are friends, but you don't think so, right?" Youran smiled, and from the look on Xiaomi's face, her words must have seriously hurt the other person.

"Yes, I said she is not my friend. I said if she is your friend, then she is my brother's friend. If she is not your friend, then she is nothing. So, I want to know her Is he your friend?" This little head was spinning really fast.

"She is not now. She is just a classmate." Youran directly told Xiaomi the answer without thinking.

"What about me, brother, am I your friend?" Xiaomi asked Youran curiously. Xiaomi feels that she should be Youran’s friend!

"You! You are my little ancestor! Hahahahaha." Youran picked up little Miha and tickled her. . . The little fan struggled desperately, but couldn't escape. . . The room was filled with the giggles of the little velvet fans.

"Okay, okay, little ancestor, stop making trouble and go to bed, it's getting late!" Youran covered Xiaomi with a quilt.

Xiaomi's question made Youran think deeply. . . He whispered to Xiaomi in his heart. Xiaomi, my brother is telling you seriously now, you are my sister and my friend now, no matter what you want, you can be mine! I listen to you.

In the future too, my brother will always be with you as long as you need me. I will always be by your side. Of course, if you need me to leave you, I will respect your choice.

Thinking of this, Youran asked himself mockingly, if she really wants you to leave, you. . . Are you willing to do so?

[Easter egg in this chapter]

Youran, who had just passed the test, opened the ID folder at hand. This was a photo of a little girl with little hands behind her back. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly at Lin Youran. The autumn sun shone through the leaves like falling leaves. It was like filling her dimples, warm and sweet.