"Cousin!"

Liu Ruixuan let out a low sigh and wrapped his hands around Ouyang Fuqian, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Alright, Rui, stop crying."

Ouyang Fuqian's gentle voice sounded in his ears, caressing his back.

Liu Ruixuan's heart tightened, and tears fell in a daze.

With a shake of his hands, he unconsciously hugged the person in his arms, as if as soon as he let go, Ouyang Fuqian would disappear and disappear without a trace, just like that parting back then.

After that, he never saw Ouyang Fuqian again, the beautiful girl with two pigtails that were almost uplifted, and the beautiful girl who raised her chin proudly, smiled and poked his forehead, and then laughed proudly.

He remembered that smile, and that summer, and remembered the countless memories and imaginations that followed.

And she is like the world has evaporated, and there is no news.

All that is left is boundless imagination and infinite memories.

It wasn't until three years later, on that sunny April morning, that Lailai brought him a fine hourglass and a beautiful inkless letterhead, telling him that his cousin had arrived.

So, the image of the arrogant girl with two pigtails instantly enriched the image again.

She, no matter where she is, she will be like that exquisite hourglass, feel the flow of time with him, and grow slowly with him.

She, Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, will recruit junior high school students in the Olympiad class every year, facing Jingyun's first city and six counties, and she hopes that in three years, she can meet Rui again in the junior high school of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School.

Finally, she also, she will wait for him in Jingyunyi.

Later, he read the letter over and over again, and the short five or six lines of words made him happy for three whole years.

The beautiful font, the sincere friendship, between the lines, is full of his cousin's expectations for him, and the agreement to meet him again.

The bright sunshine, the transparent clouds, the blue sky, the fairy tale of childhood, the you who are scheduled to be acquainted, and the you who will meet in the future, polish together into his April mood.

Time and artificial exuberance shape the mood of this April: warm, pale blue, just like the breath of spring outside the window.

Liu Ruixuan happily put away the beautiful letterhead, put it on the innermost layer of the schoolbag, and put it together with the handkerchief with the beautiful lotus talent showing sharp corners.

He placed the delicate dark blue hourglass in the corner of his desk and picked up his textbook.

There was a dream and was awakened.

In this April, in the fresh and gorgeous sun rising, in this season of kapok blooming, there is a dream that is quietly awakened, which makes him happy, and also makes him run and pursue with all his might.

Because of her appearance, he will also pursue those good people and things in life. He wanted to catch up with his cousin, shoulder to shoulder with his cousin, watch the sun rise in the east and set in the west, look at the willow tips on the moon, watch the glow, and then, look at her, laughed and turned his head, gently poked his forehead, and called him, ghost!

Forgot to listen, kapok only blooms in April, according to, the flower language of kapok is: cherish.

In that early summer, the bright sun, and the familiar girl with two pigtails, all turned into that warm and shining blue memory, gently walking in the long rainy alley of my memory, early morning or dusk, splashing every blue clear sky.

He is going to Jingyun, and he is going to the junior high school of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School.

Later, he found the head teacher, an old man over half a hundred years old, with a pair of wise eyes, poking out from the top of the glasses, staring at him for a while, without saying a word.

I don't know how long it took, the head teacher put down the lesson plan in his hand, turned around, looked at him, and asked unhurriedly: "Well, where did you hear that?"

Look at the inquiring eyes that came over it.

Liu Ruizhi suddenly remembered that when school started, his mother had told him that the teachers in the school were all from their village or the next village, in fact, they were all related to each other, as long as they were not too naughty, the teachers would not beat him.

He smiled.

My mother thought wrong, he studied very well, otherwise, how did those three good students get their awards?

Naughty, or obedient, is it okay?

Of course not, there are still grades, and helpfulness, although he is used to watching from a distance, but as long as a classmate comes to him for help, he will always do his best to help.

It's not because he's kind, it's just because it's a responsibility.

Cousin, as long as she is a class leader, she has to take responsibility and help everyone in the class.

Cousin, she's the president of their class.

At that time, my cousin looked proud, and her two braids were almost turned up again.

My cousin asked, do you know what a squad leader is?

He and Lailai glanced at each other, and both shook their heads, not knowing.

In the kindergarten class they have graduated, there is only one young female teacher, who is very fierce, not good-looking, and does not sing well, and later, there is an equally young male teacher - Teacher Li, mother, who is their distant uncle.

The young male teacher was very good, taught them to sing and dance, and also played games with them, every time he played a game, Mr. Li would call him over first, teach him again, and then let him teach other partners, in fact, the partners were just classmates, not partners, they didn't play with him, it was the teacher's partiality.

But the young male teacher laughed, okay, let's teach the other friends next time. As a result, the lesson was all over, and that friend had not yet learned.

Later, all the friends took turns and found that none of them were as fast as him.

The content taught by the young male teacher, he will learn it once, because his mother has already taught him.

Later, he was still the darling in the eyes of the young male teacher, and he was still an alternative in the eyes of his friends, and there was still no one to play with him, and the only thing to play with him was to come and come.

What is a squad leader?

He didn't know about it, and neither did the young male teacher.

The cousin raised her head, raised her hand and poked his and Lailai's heads, and smiled: Two stupid people, the class leader is the best and most responsible in the class. Do you understand the sense of responsibility?

I don't understand.

He shook his head.

Young male teachers are only good at being curious and helping each other, but they don't seem to be taught what responsibility is.

Maybe they did, but they didn't notice.

After all, at that time, there was only one person in the class who liked to play with him.

My cousin thought about it and said very seriously, the sense of responsibility is to do my best to help other students, and to take the initiative to help the teacher manage the class.

My cousin paused and smirked again, laughing that her classmates liked her the most, and the teacher liked her the most. And.

My cousin shook her head and smiled proudly, saying that at the end of each semester, she would receive a certificate of merit from a good student.

He remembered his cousin's words.

He secretly clenched the handkerchief in his hand, he wanted to be the class president like his cousin, and receive the awards of the three good students.

It's just that my mother doesn't know, my mother thinks that he is just well-behaved and obedient at school and doesn't cause trouble.

He remembered what his cousin said.

He also treasured the items given by his cousin.

The corners of Liu Ruixuan's mouth curved, he lowered his head and smiled, pressed the joy of his heart, raised his head, looked at the head teacher in front of him, and said very seriously: Teacher Zhang, I want to go to the Olympiad class of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, how can I go?

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