The morning sun shines on the windowsill covered with cherry blossom petals. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The pale blue hyacinths swayed gently in the wind, and the tones of small silver bells, and the fluttering steps of cherry blossoms.

The boy was about 5 or 6 years old, sitting quietly by the window.

The long, soft silver hair poured down like a cold winter waterfall, spilled on his shoulders, and hung all the way to his feet.

Brown sugar nestled in his arms, like a big fluffy dark cloud, and his big fluffy tail swayed leisurely, and a few bundles of silver hair were brushed from time to time.

He looked at the cherry blossom petals flying outside the window, and then looked at the white clouds that floated slowly in a daze.

Like a bird in a cage.

Suddenly there was a sound outside the door,

The sound of pulling out keys, the rustling of several paper bags falling to the ground at the same time, and the sound of girls scrambling to pick things up.

He paused, followed the sound and looked in the direction of the door, his originally empty silver eyes lit up slightly, like a frozen winter pool, and suddenly merged into a few bright sunshines.

"Satsuki, I'm back!"

The door opened, and the golden morning light poured in obliquely.

Qianling jumped in with a few paper bags, "brushed" and stretched out her hands to hold the paper bags in front of her, and her face was smiling brightly:

"Guess what I bought?"

Meow.

Brown Sugar jumped out of his arms and rubbed slowly around her lap.

After the silver hair was scattered, he stood up and walked towards her, his voice faint:

"What?"

Qianling carried a few paper bags to change her shoes, jumped crookedly a few times to try to keep her balance, and looked up at the boy in front of her with a little surprise, as if surprised by his answer:

"Are you interested?"

According to past experience, under normal circumstances, she would only get a roll of the eyes...... It seems that Satsuki is in a good mood today?

He looked at her and didn't speak.

Qianling looked at his small, "indifferent" face, smiled, changed into slippers and ran over with a paper bag, took out a light shirt and shook it like a treasure:

"Look, new clothes, do you like it? I've always been quite satisfied with the clothes in this children's clothing store, they look good, the style is relatively novel, and the quality is good, but of course, Xiaoyue looks good in everything, hehe......"

He glanced lightly at the short shirt in her hand, then at the cartoon paper bags containing the clothes, and raised his eyes to look at her:

"How much?"

Qianling was chattering, and was stunned when she heard his voice, raised her eyes to look at him, but didn't speak for a long time, probably because she didn't expect him to ask this suddenly.

Xiao Yue looked at her quietly, saw that her eyes were dodgy and did not speak, she frowned slightly, and repeated:

"How much?"

"I don't have much money, just in time for the discount, I'll buy a few more ......" Qianling lowered her head and flipped through the paper bag, and took out other clothes and gestured a few times on him, "How about Xiaoyue, do you like it?

He looked at her, slowly lowering his eyelashes, his lips pursed.

"Xiaoyue?" Qianling watched him suddenly push her hand away without saying a word, turned around and walked back to the window and sat down, standing in place with her clothes in her hands, a little stunned.

After a pause, she quickly put down the clothes and paper bag in her hand and followed.

"Satsuki," she slowly crouched down in front of him, carefully scanning his face, "you're angry?...... Are you mad at me?"

He turned his face away and didn't speak, and the wind wrapped a few petals of cherry blossoms, brushing away the silver hair on his forehead.

Half a day.

“…… Don't be so nice to me. The immature and clear voice sounded low, revealing a bit of youth and unnaturalness, as if with chagrin and weakness.

Qianling looked at him, stunned, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on her lips.

"I like to be nice to Satsuki, it's my own business, you don't need to have any burden, you know?"

A pair of hands gently hugged him, a familiar embrace, and a soft voice was close to his ears.

He was stunned, reflexively reached out to push her away, paused, and slowly withdrew his ...... The low voice is a little unnatural:

“…… If you have spare money, you should buy it yourself, I don't need it. ”

"I have enough clothes to wear!" Qianling rubbed his head with a smile, as if she had noticed a little concern in his faint voice, her heart warmed, and she was very moved to lean over and gently "pong" on his cheek, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Xiaoyue actually cares about people, so good!"

"You, you, you ......!" he stared at her in amazement, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, and his white cheeks had been dyed into a big red tomato at a visible rate.

"Hahahaha, Xiaoyue, you're so cute!" Qianling laughed more and more unscrupulously, and couldn't help but pick him up and turn around in a circle, the rolled white skirt fainted from the warm sunlight on the windowsill, glowing with soft gold.

The silver hair was blown in the wind, slightly messy behind him, and he looked at her laughing happily, his little hands clutching her sleeves, but his cheeks were slightly hot, and he looked away in embarrassment.

"Xiaoyue, don't worry," Qianling hugged him, her expression was very serious, "I will work hard to make money and support my family well! In the future, I will definitely buy Xiaoyue the best food, the best clothes, and go to the best school and marry the most beautiful wife!"

He was slightly stunned, raised his head, and looked at her close face.

Warm hands gently caressed his face, she smiled, her clear amber eyes staring at him, the light and broken gold color flowing, as if about to melt into the sun:

"So, you don't have to worry about anything, just leave it to me. ”

She hugged him gently, against his cheek, and her voice was soft like a sigh:

"Xiaoyue, grow up quickly. ”

The breeze carries the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms, and the silver hair is curled.

The small hands slowly wrapped around her, and the cheeks that were close to each other became a little more intimate, and there was a warm temperature.

Qianling was stunned, probably surprised that the awkward little guy would take the initiative to hug her, but her heart was warm as if she had melted into honey, and she couldn't help but gently rub his cheek.

"Ling ......" voice was low, with a little hesitation, and rang in his ears.

"Hmm. Qianling agreed softly, hugged him and turned around and walked towards the door, carrying the cartoon paper bags with one hand, and taking out the clothes and pants inside one by one and putting them on the bed.

Silver hair scattered down his cheeks, he lowered his head and gently hugged her tightly:

"When I grew up...... Will it still be the same in your eyes?"

Will you be scared?

Will it stay away?

…… Will they still hug each other like this, be so intimate?

And at that time, I was in your eyes,

In addition to being a child who needs to be taken care of, will it also start to become a little different?

The young and immature voice carries a bit of bitterness and hope that a child of this age should not have, as if holding his breath and waiting for an answer, or a promise.

"Fool. ”

Feeling the uneasiness and trance coming from the little arms hugging her, Qianling gently hugged him tightly and rubbed his silver hair.

"No matter what you become, it's Satsuki. ”

"What if...... Am I not what you think?"

Qianling thought for a moment:

"Hmm...... That's okay, it doesn't matter what Xiaoyue will become when she grows up, whether she is at the top in her studies or not, whether she has a chance or not, it doesn't matter so much. ”

She pressed her forehead against him and smiled softly:

"As long as you're happy and healthy, nothing else matters. ”

The hand gently pinched his face, and her smile reflected the morning light, as if it was also dyed with the color of flying cherry blossoms:

"So, grow up with peace of mind. ”

The heart beats softly.

He stared at her smile and breathed a sigh of relief, as if something restless and restless in his heart gradually calmed down because of her words.

Burying his face in her soft chestnut hair, he slowly closed his eyes, his voice soft and firm, as if in response to a promise:

"Good. ”