Yu Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Will you?"

She hesitated, "I guess so." But when he saw him raise the kite and prepare to fly, he immediately changed his words: "I will, I really know how to fly a kite!"

Yu Xuan laughed, put away his mind to tease her, handed her the kite, and took out a piece of cloth and put it in her hand, "Be careful that the kite string cuts your hand and uses this pad." ”

Yi Xuan opened the piece of silk cloth he put in the palm of his hand, stared at it with round eyes, and asked with a stammering mouth: "Is this a handkerchief?

Yu Xuan looked at her surprised expression and became proud, "You also know that this thing is rare, don't let me down." ”

When she heard this, she immediately folded the handkerchief and returned it to him solemnly: "This thing is too precious, I don't dare to use it, let alone use it as a cushion." ”

He looked at her a little crying and laughing, "It's just a piece of cloth, today it protects your hand to reflect its value, otherwise it is still a useless cloth, do you still think that it represents the hottest love object like in ancient times?"

Listening to his divergent thinking deviated from the topic, she immediately silenced, obediently pulled out a handkerchief from his hand and put it on her hand, she didn't want to continue to discuss the topic of love with him.

Yu Xuan smiled proudly, stopped the topic, took the kite and said to her: "You run against the wind, I will help you lift the kite and fly it, remember to wait for the kite to fly up before releasing the line little by little." ”

The sky is beautiful, the sky above is a rare piece of blue in Jiangcheng in winter, the river breeze is slow, the kite swaying and soon rising to the sky, Yixuan felt that the kite line in his hand was pulled tightly by the wind, and the kite in the sky seemed to be extremely impatient to be pulled like this, and he swayed vigorously to fly higher.

Yu Xuan ran to her side, helped her hold the big reel, held her hand and taught her to defend slowly, "When the line in your hand feels very tight, you will defend the line, if you feel that the line in your hand is relaxed, you will have to close the line." ”

As he spoke, the two of them looked up at the ink painting that was getting farther and farther away, and finally turned into a small black dot floating in the air.

The middle line of the plate has been completely released, Yixuan happily pointed to the kite and showed off to Yu Xuan with a sense of accomplishment, "Look, I released it, I said I would release it." ”

When I turned around, I saw Yu Xuan lying on the beach leisurely with his eyes closed, enjoying the rare wind and sunshine in this winter, the sun shining on his body was still comfortable and comfortable, a gust of wind blew, and Yixuan shouted nervously: "Yu Xuan, Yu Xuan is coming, the kite is about to fall." ”

Yu Xuan still closed his eyes and replied lazily: "Don't be nervous, the kite won't fall off easily when it flies to that height, come and sit and rest." After speaking, he patted the travel cloth spread out beside him.

He opened his eyes and saw that Yi Xuan had not heard it, still nervously looking up at the kite floating in the distance, and after laughing, he continued to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for her to stand the uncomfortable feeling of holding her head up for a long time, rubbing her sore neck and holding the kite string, she obediently walked to him and sat down, but she didn't dare to lie down at will like him, and still looked up at the kite in the air from time to time, as if she looked at it less, and the kite would disappear.

Yu Xuan lay relaxed on the sand and peeked at her childlike innocence with a smile, ignoring her or persuading her, and letting her fidget and come and go.

Hearing her cry in the distance, "Yuxuan, it's cloudy, you will catch a cold when you lie down", he already felt that the weather had changed, opened his eyes and saw that the sky that was still blue just now had darkened at this time, got up from the beach, walked to her and saw her still pulling the kite that was crumbling in the wind and couldn't help laughing, helping her hold the string, "Maybe it's going to rain, cut it, let's go back?"

She reluctantly glanced at the kite in the air and then turned back to him and asked, "Do you have to cut it?"

"Hmm. After saying that, he took out the scissors from the bag on the ground and handed them to her.

Yixuan glanced at the familiar scissors, remembered the time when she cut the wire around the neck of the stray dog on campus, and the scissors handed over by Yu Xuan were also this one, and suddenly felt that she and Yu Xuan seemed to have known each other for a long, long time, but why did they feel like they had just met now?

Yu Xuan put the scissors in the palm of her hand, "Cut it, this kite will have meaning." ”

At this time, there was already a drizzle of rain flying on her face, and the cold feeling was sober for a moment, and she said "goodbye" to the kite in the distance, obediently cut the string that pulled it, and watched the kite sway and disappear in the gradually strong wind.

In just a moment, the raindrops began to intensify, and Yu Xuan tightened the down jacket she had opened when she flew the kite just now, twisted the bag on the ground and ran towards the car.

When he got to the car, he muttered: "It's rare to have such sudden heavy rain in winter, why are you so unlucky today, and the weather forecast also indicates no rain." ”