[One-year-old] The best you in the world

, somewhere is also ready to move.

There is obviously no unnecessary movement between the two, but Nuan Nuan has always been so attractive to him.

Nuan Nuan sat on Singto's lap, and of course could feel the changes in his body.

His face was also a little red, but he didn't flinch.

Singto raised his face, and rubbed his lips on Nuan Nuan's chin: "Okay, what are you going to teach today?"

Nuan Nuan dodged the slight itching on his chin, but his hand went all the way into Singto's pocket and took out his cell phone.

Nuannuan pulled out the time on the phone and put it in front of Singto: "Here, learn this first, today's date."

"Date? May 5th? What is there to learn from this?" Just after finishing speaking, Singto remembered the series of anomalies he had just seen, "Is it a holiday today? It's related to couples?"

Nuan Nuan didn't answer him, but continued to hold up the phone, pointing to the first number on the front: "Read after me."

singto looked at him with a smile.

"5..." Nuan Nuan deliberately elongated her voice, sounding lazy.

singto followed him carefully and studiously: "5?"

Nuan Nuan nodded and continued to point to the second number: "2."

Singto also read out along with him: "2?"

Nuan Nuan's fingers landed on the last number: "0."

"0?"

"Link up." Nuan Nuan ordered.

Singto blinked, hesitantly connected the three numbers together by memory: "520? 520...I love you?"

He still understands the most basic three-character mantra.

Nuan Nuan smiled triumphantly: "I know."

Singto finally understood that he was being teased, but when he saw Nuan Nuan's little triumphant expression, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved even more than him.

"I don't mind letting you know more thoroughly."

"Hey - uh..."

"I love you I love you I love you - not just today, no matter what the day is, as long as you want to hear it, I will say it many, many times."

"I know……"

"Ok?"

"Me... me too."

"Ok?"

"I love you too……"

The air is still filled with the fragrance of roses that this festival should have, and the sun is also covering the hanging chair on the balcony that is gently shaken by the wind.

The two people in the room are also celebrating this ordinary and extraordinary day in their own way.

What a perfect confession day.

For the rest, don't be rude.

☆, Extra Story: If there is an afterlife

The swing in the yard has just been repainted, and the color of the paint is also pink and tender. Looking at it, it feels like returning to those happy times when I was a child.

In a trance, it seems that I can still see a small figure sitting on it, dangling, then turned around and smiled, shouting "Uncle—" and quickly got down from the swing, and then rushed to the door just now. On the two of them, they also held the lollipops they had just bought.

Just as he was thinking, there was another familiar sound of footsteps at the door, and two young figures ran in from outside.

Seeing the person sitting on the recliner, the boy holding a camera in his arms suddenly smiled wider, took out a lollipop with pink wrapping paper from his pocket, and handed it to him: "Grandma, eat candy. "

It turns out that the person sitting here reminiscing about the past is already an old lady with white hair.

Her face has also been carved with some wrinkles by the years, and she looks very kind.It's just that the appearance of the little girl with braids and braids sitting on the swing can still be vaguely discerned between her eyebrows and eyes.

So many years have passed in a blink of an eye.

She has grown from the little girl who pestered several uncles for sweets all day long to an old lady with children and grandchildren around her knees.

Su smiled, and took the candy into his hands: "Now this candy is not as delicious as it used to be. The wrapping paper of this brand was still transparent, and the candy inside..."

"The sugar inside has a sweet and fruity taste, unlike now, where the milk taste is so strong." The teenager holding the camera took her words, "Grandma, you have said it hundreds of times, and my ears are so fast. A cocoon has grown."

Another teenager tapped him on the head: "Singto, why are you talking to grandma!"

"Mr. Kongphop! Can you stop teaching me like a child, you are only 3 minutes older than me!" Singto held his head in disbelief.

Taking a closer look, the outlines of the two people looked almost the same as the uncles in Su's memory.

Just a lot younger.

"You still have to call me brother in three minutes." Kongphop raised his eyebrows at him, then turned his head and raised the bag in his hand at Su, "It's okay, grandma, even if there are no delicious lollipops, There is also pink panna cotta, I made it myself, it is guaranteed to be authentic!"

Singto rolled his eyes: "It's as if you bought these materials specially for grandma, if it wasn't for Art... um--"

kongphop covered his mouth: "Grandma, you eat candy first, I'll go in and make pink panna cotta! Wait for us to come out!"

Su smiled and shook his head, watching the two people who rushed in like the wind, rushed into the house like the wind again.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen is an age full of vitality.

Just looking at them can make people feel that life is beautiful.

kongphop and singto are twins.

Their names are also taken, of course to commemorate the uncles who have brought her a lot of care.

But it's a coincidence, I don't know if it's because of the little blood that continues in her body, the appearance of the two children is almost exactly the same as the photos left by the uncles when they were young.

Even their personalities are very similar to them.

Kongphop has been calm since he was a child, and he looks like a mature boy. Among several children, he is the one who knows how to take care of others best.And singto's character is much more lively, full of childishness.

Su still remembered that Uncle Singto also had a camera hanging around his neck all the time, and most of the photos in his camera were photos of a person——

"Nuannuan! Can you stop walking so fast! You still have injuries on your legs!" Another youthful voice.

It's just that there was a bit of anger in the voice.

Su turned his head, and two teenagers who were about the same size as Kongphop and Singto also walked in one after the other.

The one walking in front is the warmth in the mouth of the young man behind.I don't know where he just came back from a fight, his mouth was wounded, his clothes were dirty, his hair was soaked in sweat, and was messed up.

But the fair and handsome face set off by the messy hair did not make people feel embarrassed at all. Instead, it carried a kind of cruelty and handsomeness unique to boys of this age.

The boy behind rushed to the front, only to see Su sitting on the recliner, he stopped immediately, and respectfully saluted Susu: "Grandma Susu, good afternoon."

These two are cousins, and the pair of twins adopted by the uncles were their grandfathers.

But the two happened to be born on the same day, and they were several months younger than the two in the room. Judging by their looks, few people believed that they were not twins.

"Arthit, why is Nuan Nuan fighting with someone again? I'll get him the medicine box." Su said and was about to stand up.

But Arthit reached out to stop her movement: "It's okay, Grandma Susu, I'll come, I'm familiar with the place where the medicine box is anyway."

Every time Nuan Nuan got into a fight with someone, she had to sneak to Su to heal the wound before she dared to go back. This has become a habit over the years.

"Just sit here, let's go to treat the wound first." Arthit said, wanting to push Nuan Nuan into the room.

But at this moment, the corners of Nuan Nuan's eyes happened to catch the touch of pink in Su's hand.

His eyes narrowed, and he asked, "Has Singto been here?"

Su Bu doubted that there was him, and pointed inside: "Here, I'm making pink panna cotta with Kong right now."

Arthit's eyes lit up, and he looked inside reflexively, but Nuan Nuan turned his heels the next moment and walked out.

Arthit grabbed his T-shirt and shouted into it from a distance: "Sing, the medicine box."

There was a ping-pong-pong movement inside, and soon, a figure rushed out like a little wolf dog, and rushed to Nuan Nuan in an instant.

Nuan Nuan was still struggling in Arthit's hand, when she saw him coming out, she subconsciously wanted to reach out her hand to block him, but unexpectedly, she took a step too late. Singto raised his chin and looked at his face carefully With red eyes suppressing anger, he said, "I haven't followed you for a day! Who is this time? I'm going to tear him down!"

Judging by his current appearance with a burst of anger, he is completely different from the innocent and cute boy just now.

Only when he encounters something about the person in front of him will this side of him explode.

Several other people, including Su, have already seen the strangeness.

Looking at it repeatedly for a long time with a warm face, he was sure that his injury was nothing serious, and only then did Singto's anger subside a little: "It's okay, it's just a scratch."

Nuan Nuan pressed her forehead and replied with a headache: "Can you leave me alone, I'm not a girl."

Singto opened his mouth, and the anger on his face instantly turned into full of grievances, and he could switch freely: "Then who am I going to care about?"

Arthit pushed Nuan Nuan towards him, and Singto hugged Nuan Nuan quickly.

"I left it to you, and I was kicked on my leg. Remember to apply medicine. I practiced drums all afternoon, and I'm so tired." After finishing speaking, Arthit lazily walked into the room.

Nuan Nuan pressed singto's chest to stand firm, and then turned to stare at the back of Arthit's head, her face was flushed red, and the handsome and handsome appearance just now disappeared.

Singto put his arms around his shoulders with a serious expression: "Next time when I'm not around, no fights are allowed. If you want to fight, I'll go with you."

Nuan Nuan rolled his eyes at him impatiently: "You think I'm addicted to fighting?"

Singto thought for a while, and answered honestly: "Looking at the frequency, it's a bit outrageous to say you're not addicted."

Nuan Nuan hit his lower abdomen with an elbow, causing him to cry out in pain, but he still refused to let go of the hand on Nuan Nuan's shoulder. He leaned closer to Nuan Nuan's ear, stretched his voice and whispered in Nuan Nuan's ear Shout: "Mur-kill-pro-husband-la-"

After yelling, she flashed faster than a rabbit, making Nuan Nuan's elbow that turned again flew into the air.

Before running away, he gently squeezed the uninjured side of Nuan Nuan's face.

Nuan Nuan cursed in a low voice, and chased after him without saying a word.

But who would have thought that as soon as he ran to the door, Singto stopped abruptly, turned around, and just happened to hug Nuan Nuan who was too late to stop.

Because of inertia, the warm lips rushed towards his side face uncontrollably, and the warm lips pressed against his cheek.

The curvature of singto's lips widened again.

Nuan Nuan hissed in pain, quickly straightened up, and gave him a hard look, but his face was still stained with a suspicious blush.

Su smiled on the chair and said, "Slow down, it's warm and still hurts."

Singto poked lightly on the wound on the corner of his lips: "It's okay, I'll help him apply the medicine right now." Saying this, he picked up the camera that had just been thrown behind his back, adjusted the focus, and set the The camera was aimed at Nuan Nuan.

Nuan Nuan turned her head aside impatiently.

click-

That resentful and rebellious appearance remained in the camera forever.

singto kissed the camera: "Handsome!"

Nuan Nuan slapped him on the head: "Pat pat all day long! Anyway, it's just this one person, what's so good about it!"

Singto bowed his head and flipped through the photos in the camera one by one, back and forth, each one was of the boy with perverted eyes in front of him.

"Of course it's easy to shoot, each one is different." As he spoke, he tilted his head at Nuan Nuan again and smiled, "Every one is beautiful."

Such a straightforward compliment made Nuan Nuan uncomfortable, and he raised his fist: "Can you take a picture of Arthit, we look the same anyway."

"It's the same, he's not as good-looking as you!" Singto said without the slightest guilt.

From the kitchen window, a peanut flew right over his head, snapped, and bounced aside.

Kongphop looked over from the window and glared at him: "Believe it or not, I smashed your camera."

Singto hides the camera behind his back vigilantly, and pulls Nuan Nuan into the door.

In the living room, Arthit was lazily lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and when he heard them coming in, he didn't lift his eyelids, and just said, "I don't mind you flirting, but please don't slander me in front of me. My image?"

Singto, however, had no sense of being caught by the owner, walked to the TV cabinet generously, and took out the medicine box inside: "This is a matter of personal taste, there is no way, just say me and Kong, Even though he looks the same, do you also think he is more handsome than me?"

Arthit opened his eyes, his face turned red: "No, hello!"

Kongphop came out of the kitchen with a tray, happened to hear their conversation, and looked at Arthit with grievance in his eyes: "Isn't it?"

These two brothers are really good at pretending to be pitiful.

Arthit's eyes wandered for a while, and then he turned his head aside angrily: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Kongphop walked up to him, picked up a cup of pink panna cotta on the tray and put it on the coffee table, reached out and rubbed his hair: "I added some fruit pieces to the new material I bought today, try it."

Seeing that cup of pink drink, Arthit's eyes suddenly lit up a little. He sat up, picked up the cup and drank most of it in one gulp, before sighing contentedly.

Seeing that kongphop was still waiting aside with bright eyes, he cleared his throat uncomfortably, and praised perfunctorily: "Not bad."

"Oh, that's not bad...he researched this formula until midnight yesterday, and all the ingredients at home are used up, otherwise why do you think he dragged me so far today to restock." Singto carefully helped warm Nuan Nuan sterilized, while complaining unceremoniously, "If it weren't for this, Nuan Nuan wouldn't be hurt."

Arthit held the cup and looked at kongphop, but still wanted to speak hard: "Who made you so troublesome..."

Kongphop squatted beside him, looking deeply into the bottom of his eyes, which were shining like two stars hidden: "Because I like...to do this."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he paused for a long time in the middle of his words, which made people's hearts hang high.

Arthit's face turned red again, and he kicked him on the leg angrily, but he didn't use much force.

At this moment of good atmosphere, Singto burst out laughing from the sidelines.

Kongphop slashed at him, and Singto raised his hand in surrender: "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

As he said that, he said to Nuannuan again: "Look, it's like this, can I chase after Arthit to take pictures? I can't be stared to death by someone!"

Nuan Nuan lazily glanced at the two people beside the sofa, her face full of lovelessness.

Kongphop shook his head helplessly, stood up, and continued walking out with the tray in his hand.

As soon as he walked to Singto, the guy unceremoniously extended his hand to him: "Thank you."

"The materials are in the kitchen, I want to make them myself." Kongphop walked past him without a moment's pause, "Remember to pay the material fee."

Singto was stunned for a while, then took his hand back angrily: "Do you still remember who is your younger brother?"

"I'm only 3 minutes older than you."

singto: "..."

Speechless.

Nuan Nuan has never liked to drink these sweet and greasy things, and of course kongphop didn't prepare him either.

He walked into the yard and brought the tray to Su's side: "Grandma, try my new one, it's a little different from the old one."

Su is getting old now and can't eat too much sweets. She still holds the lollipop just now, and she hasn't even peeled off the wrapping paper.

But seeing the panna cotta brought over by kongphop, she picked it up and took a sip.

The cup kongphop made for her was hot without adding ice.

After taking a bite, Su's muddy eyes lit up at that moment.

She picked it up again, took a sip carefully, and then murmured: "It's exactly the same..."

Kongphop raised his eyebrows and looked at her curiously: "Grandma, what did you say is exactly the same?"

Su's smile looked a little nostalgic: "It's exactly the same taste as what Uncle Kong made later. Uncle Arthit likes this one the most."

Kongphop blinked: "You mean Arthit's great-grandfather?"

He knew their names were in memory of Nuan Nuan and Arthit's great-grandfather, but he hadn't heard too much about them.

Su smiled and nodded, and didn't continue this topic, but muttered infinitely: "I didn't like this smell before, after they left, I just wanted to miss them with this, but I always I can’t make the exact same taste. I thought I would never drink it again in this life.”

Kongphop saw that she was a little sad, and quickly leaned down and rubbed her shoulders: "Grandma, didn't you teach me to do this?"

Su looked at him tenderly, tracing his youthful eyebrows all the way, and suddenly said with emotion: "Do you believe in afterlife?"

Kongphop didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Su smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing. How long will your aunt's child be born?"

Kongphop thought for a while and replied, "I heard from my mother that the due date is next month."

"If you give birth to a girl, name her Susu too." Su paused, as if lost in memory again, "Actually, Uncle Kong changed my Susu's name back then, and he was still working hard to get it. Chase Arthit back and ask me to cheer him up."

Her real name is Su.

Kongphop looked at such a grandma, and suddenly had a bad feeling: "Grandma, are you okay?"

Su smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just miss them a little bit, and your grandpa." Probably, she will be able to see him soon.

"When you have a younger sister in the future, you should pamper her well." Su looked at him lovingly again.

Kongphop nodded obediently: "Sure."

"Okay, let's go in and play with them." Su waved his hand at him.

Kongphop was still a little worried: "Grandma, how about I help you go in and lie down for a while?"

Su's eyes fell on the swing: "I want to sit here for a while."

"Okay, grandma, call me if you have something to do." Kongphop picked up the remaining cup of pink panna cotta, put away the tray, and re-entered the living room.

Su's heart could not be calm for a long time.

Every time she sees these children, she can't help but believe that after death, people will really be reincarnated.

If there is an afterlife, she still wants to be the little girl they love.

It is precisely because she has seen their love that she has been able to unswervingly wait for the person she loves.

There are always some people in this world who make you feel that having a lifetime fate with them is far from enough.

"Hey, sing! What are you doing, Grandma Su won't let you into that room!" In the living room, Arthit couldn't help scolding singto in a low voice when he saw singto's movements.

But Singto still pushed the door open by mistake.

A few people stood at the door, looking at the strange room, all of them were shocked.

There are countless photo frames hanging on the wall facing the door.

And the protagonist on the photo frame is only one person.

If it weren't for the fact that Nuan Nuan is only 15 years old now, they would definitely think that the owner of the photo is him.

But that photo covered almost every age group of that person, except that he didn't have the appearance of a teenager.

And his style is even more changeable, gentle, cruel, well-behaved, uninhibited, happy, sad-every moment captured is so real and straightforward.

The person who took these photos must have given him a lot of sincerity to decorate this wall so warmly.

Several people involuntarily approached the photos, only to see that there was a small line written on each photo.

Mylover, warm.

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"So Arthit-senpai will also be with me in the next life?"

"I don't care, anyway, I have already made an appointment for Senior Arthit's next life."

"If there is an afterlife, I must be older than you, even a few months, and I will accompany you since childhood. I will give you whatever you like, so that you will have no wind, no rain, no worries in this life. Don't worry, do you think it's okay?"

"... Mushy."

"I mean it." Kongphop looked into his eyes seriously.

Arthit lay on his arm lazily, without saying a word.

But the bottom of my heart was full of emotion.

If there is really an afterlife, if you... can really stay with me.

The rest is not important at all.

I like what you give me.

As long as you are here, in my life, I will not see wind and rain, only rainbows...

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"Nuan Nuan, tell me, will a person be reincarnated after death?"

"...What are you thinking about?"

"There must be, I know you believe it too."

Nuannuan looked at the wall that was decorated so warmly, and only responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Yes, he believes in reincarnation and karma.

It's just that the happiness that he thought was impossible to have in this life has come miraculously now, and he seems to no longer dare to expect extravagantly for the afterlife.

"Then let's be together again in the next life." Singto's voice was very gentle, as if he just wanted to make an appointment to have a drink with him tomorrow, "In the next life, I have to take care of you since childhood, so that you don't worry about everything. You Say, if you grew up according to your temperament, what would you have been like when we met?"

Nuan Nuan shook her head.

He couldn't imagine either.

"I'll keep taking pictures of the pictures on the wall until we're too old to walk, okay?"

"...Then what else is there to shoot?"

"As long as it's you, no matter how you shoot it, it will look good."

"Nonsense again... Don't I look the same as Arthit? If there really is a next life, maybe you're mistaken."

"What's the same? You are much prettier than him, you are prettier than him when you smile, you are prettier than him when you are angry, and you are prettier than him even when you cry."

"Hey--"

"It's just a pity that I met too late in this life. In the next life, I have learned to take pictures since I was a child. Let me make up for you the photos of the previous twenty years..."

Nuan Nuan turned her head to look at the people around her, and after a long time, she whispered in his ear: "Okay."

Because that person is you, I, who once gave up my life, couldn't help it, and began to look forward to the next life.

If there is an afterlife.

Let's be together again.

Be together well and make up for all the regrets in this life.

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