I couldn't be more grateful for that day, when we went from a stranger to a brother and sister.

I never thought she would look back, even at me.

I just wanted to protect her silently, but I couldn't help but fantasize about being with her.

But fantasy is fantasy after all, and there is still a big difference from reality.

She already has a place in her heart, that is Yu Junxun.

Yu Junxun? I know that his mother was a famous painter and had been in the same neighborhood as me before.

Since he was a child, he has been glamorous, and he is known as a talented man every year in the first subject, heh, my sister is a good destination with him.

It's just that one day I saw my sister crying and crying for him, my heart hurt like a thousand arrows piercing my heart, but what comforted me in addition to the pain was that she actually told me the truth of the matter.

Anyway, if she can't be sincere, it's also excellent to be her brother.

After that, she treated me very well, painted for me, played with me every day, and even if my mother didn't like her, it couldn't stop our friendship.

I've always thought that this would be good, and I could stop asking for extravagance. But in fact, I also thought in my heart that if one day she really forgot Yu Junxun, would there be a place for me in my heart?

Gradually, this feeling became stronger and stronger, and she was so spoiled by me that she could never forget that she carefully held her hand every time she crossed the street.

When the temple fair was crowded, he was afraid that he would be lost, so he held his hand tightly.

Eating Malatang, I inadvertently touched my private parts, and my face was red......

That's her! I love her!

It's a pity that in the end she didn't love me but someone else, I thought she had forgotten him, but she was still at a loss when she met him at the temple fair that day.

It turned out that she really hadn't forgotten, she just didn't want to mention it.

Then she didn't make sense and asked us to write a five years later, ten years later, I wanted to write that she would be with me, but after thinking about it, I still gave up.

After that, she disappeared, and my aunt said she went to Beijing.

Sure enough, he hurt her too badly, but when she left, didn't my heart follow?

It's okay, I'll wait. But who would have thought that the wait would be seven years.