Dear girl

This area is shaded, the sun is not shining, and the leaves are blown by the wind, giving a sense of bleakness.

Walking out of the tea restaurant, Song Xinci looked at a white cloud in the sky, his eyes were like a pool in the dark night, so deep that it was difficult to see clearly.

Xia Yao put one hand behind her back and patted Song Xinci's arm with the other.

When Song Xinci turned around, he quickly put the other hand behind his back, tilted his head, and smiled mysteriously and softly: "Guess which hand is it?"

Song Xinci bit his lip lightly, and looked straight ahead, as if he wanted to burn Xia Yao into his eyes, the brilliance was as gorgeous as fireworks, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

For example, Xia Yao, she lowered her gaze a little, avoiding the eyes that were about to burst into sparks.She has already set the ground as a prison with all her heart, and her willing muddy feet are sunken. If she looks at her a few more times, she may not be enough for her life. Xia Yao said: "If you don't speak, it's your right hand."

After a few seconds of silence, Song Xinci brushed her hair flirtatiously, bent her eyes, and showed a smile that was so beautiful that she had a spotlight on it, her thin lips parted slightly, and her voice was crisp and soft: "Sister Yao, look at me Woolen cloth……"

"Huh?" Xia Yao's eyes looked empty just now, and she didn't pay attention to what she was looking at at all. After being reminded by Song Xinci, she suddenly became excited, her soul returned to her place, and she found that the place where her eyes fell was really inappropriate. Stuttering: "I, I... didn't do it on purpose."

Uh~ Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao's fair and delicate face with a light pink, clean temperament with a series of beautiful and pure scenery such as starry sky and lakes, even in embarrassment, she was so gentle, her long eyelashes blinked and blinked, as if Can keep butterflies... If such a guy becomes a thief, what else can he steal, let me find it for you, cash, passbook, real estate certificate?Do you want jewelry? I still have a ring. Do you want a car?Take the keys, this is your home from now on.What about me, what should I do, take me in, I have a heart beating for you, promise me, don't go to another house, okay... Song Xinci reached out and gently pinched Xia Yao's face, shaking left and right Shake: "Listen to Sister Yao, right hand."

"Smart." Xia Yao changed the candy from her left hand to her right hand, stretched it out, and spread her fist. A toffee lay on her delicate palm. words on the lips.

Song Xinci brushed her hair, lowered her head slightly, and picked up the toffee.

Xia Yao put the candy wrapper back into her bag and asked, "Is it sweet?"

"Sweet~"

Song Xinci chewed the toffee, feeling sweet all the way to his heart, and said, "Tell me when you brought the toffee. Why didn't I notice it?"

Xia Yao rubbed her chin: "Business secrets."

Song Xinci looked over with a smile: "Can I have candy all the time?"

"Of course." Xia Yao looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree next to it, "They are sold in large supermarkets, 26 pounds a catty. If you like, you can buy some and keep them at home."

Song Xinci: "..."

The flowers trembled with laughter: "Did I mean that candy?"

Xia Yao looked over innocently: "But that's what I bought..."

Ouch, sister Yao is so cute, what should I do?Song Xinci: "Am I telling you this?"

"Isn't it?" Xia Yao turned her head, "That may be because I misunderstood..."

"Why do you always get it wrong." Song Xinci tilted his head, "You are a study committee member."

"Accidentally went back—" Xia Yao looked like she was "worried" or something, "Don't tell Teacher Xie."

Teacher Xie is their high school Chinese teacher.

Is it a foul to be so cute? Song Xinci straightened his expression: "Sister Yao, I warn you, don't tease others like this, especially when you make expressions with words."

Xia Yao: "..." Actually, I rarely do this.

Song Xinci began to snap his fingers, and said one by one: "Sister Yao, you have to learn to be cold, you know, this society is so cruel and realistic, you have a good temper and are easy to be bullied, don't you know. You have to cultivate a kind of rejection In the aura thousands of miles away, no one would dare to recruit you, look at Sister Weiwei, you have known her for so long, why haven't you learned any of her good points—" He said looking at Xia Yao, rather A little "seriously" scolded: "Wow, you still have the nerve to laugh. If I were you, I would quickly take a small notebook and write it down, memorize it firmly, and always remind myself to learn from the outstanding comrade Weiwei. You see, people are now How successful, this is inseparable from her aura, high coldness is a neat attitude, a forward-looking way of life that does not trouble others... I have said so much, do you remember it? "

Whenever Song Xinci was talking nonsense in a serious manner, Xia Yao could almost clearly feel a soft and hopelessly soft emotion following the arteries from the ventricle to every part of the body, and then returning to the heart along the veins, making Every beat of your heart, every pulse, has her name.As long as you remember yourself, it is impossible to forget her.

Xia Yao nodded, and smiled lightly, like a feather scratching her heart: "I remember."

"Then you still laugh."

"I was wrong……"

"No." Song Xinci took Xia Yao's arm, "Whatever you do is right."

Xia Yao: "..."

"That's right, our new word is Aquarius." How could he play the cards according to the routine.

"Why did you say this suddenly. Oh... don't worry." Song Xinci said, "I checked Pisces and Aquarius, and the matching index is 70.00%."

Xia Yao: "..." Little Hooligan Song didn't tease her a few words a day, and felt uncomfortable.

Looking at Song Xinci from the corner of the eye, it’s fine if you’re smiling. My aunt came back suddenly, I don’t know how to deal with it, it’s okay, my sister will accompany you in all your wars and chaos.

Regarding Xue Yazhi's sudden return from abroad, Song Xinci's mood can't be said to be good or bad, but indifferent. Anyway, that person doesn't care much about you, so what's the point of being angry?It's better to treat each other as strangers, this is already very generous, isn't it?Song Xinci looked down at Xia Yao's fair skin exposed by her short sleeves, and scratched lightly with her fingertips. The delicate and smooth touch filled all her emptiness in an instant. There is no need to be afraid of the past, present, and future. Watching the sunset, watching the flowers fade, watching the dead of night.

Maybe it was because the sweet-scented osmanthus was too fragrant, the white clouds were too soft, and the people around her were too beautiful. Suddenly, a huge force filled her body like the wind, making her soul seem to be able to forgive everything.

Sage Confucius, can you tell me that you can die when you hear Dao in the morning? Is that how you feel?

Well, after so many years, I finally let go of the fact that you left me.

I wish you happiness, mother.