Cousin!

With a low cry, Liu Ruixuan's tears instantly welled up.

Feeling the temperature of Ouyang Fu's shallow fingertips, it was like returning to the past all of a sudden.

So real and so far away, real and unreal alternate.

Tears of joy!

That morning, the morning he saw that beautiful hourglass, he felt the same way.

He thought he was joking with him, although he admitted that although the pink bag with flowers was beautiful, it was not ruled out that it was Aunt Wu's masterpiece.

When he saw the beautiful hourglass, he was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the dark blue glass bottle that was flat at both ends and suddenly thin in the middle, there was a fine white fine sand in the middle.

Liu Ruixuan looked at Hu and looked over, "What is this?" ”

"Look." Hu Lai took it, turned it upside down, and put it on the table, and the white fine sand slowly dripped down. Each one is mixed with the texture of sunlight and shines slightly.

Sunlight poured in from the window, and the fresh and gorgeous sunlight shone on the crystal bottle, reflecting a gentle halo, and the wind swept in from the window.

The spring breeze, which is so soft and quiet, just embraces the rising sun naturally, without gorgeous deliberateness and swagger of spring flowers.

It's like when I first met my cousin.

Liu Ruixuan reached out and took the pink letterhead and saw the familiar handwriting: Ghost Rui (Qin Qi).

At that moment, a special feeling welled up in his heart, his eyes began to moisten and wet, and his heart opened widely, only to find that it was empty, without a word.

"Grunt" in my heart, cousin, are you bullying him again?

Liu Ruixuan blinked, raised his hand and rubbed it again, but there was still no, there was no trace of ink at all

Mo Ran felt that the pink letterhead in front of him was blurred.

"Rui?" Hu Lai exclaimed, hurriedly leaned over, and stretched out his hand to him at a loss, but he unintentionally knocked down the beautiful bottle on the table, and hurriedly helped him up and pushed it to the corner of the desk.

"Rui, why are you crying?" Hu Lai's voice rang in his ears.

Did he cry?

Liu Ruixuan sniffed, he just felt a little sad in his heart, a little heavy, and a little depressed.

"I didn't cry." Liu Ruixuan turned his head to look at Hu Lai, but found that Hu Lai next to him suddenly became blurry, as if he was separated by a layer of fog.

Did he really cry?

Suddenly, I felt that my face was cold, as if something had slipped over, and I reached out to wipe it, but I wiped a tear.

He actually cried.

Liu Ruixuan sniffed, wiped his face, blinked slightly, looked out the window, and quietly raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He's ten years old, and he's a big boy.

"No." Hu Lai stretched out his hand and touched Liu Ruixuan, "Are you so excited?" ”

Liu Ruixuan blinked, turned his head, smiled at Hu Lai, and didn't say anything.

"Didn't answer? Still waiting for me to wipe it for you? Hu Lai smiled and stretched out his hand again.

"I didn't cry again." Liu Ruixuan snorted in a nasal voice, looked down, turned to Hu Lai's hand, and saw two butterflies.

Two butterflies?

It was a handkerchief given to them by their cousin.

"When I'm blind." Hu Lai took a handkerchief and wiped it on Liu Ruixuan's face, "Okay." ”

After that, he put the handkerchief back, picked up the textbook on the table, opened a corner, stood on the table, and then put the butterfly handkerchief on it.

Turned his head and glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and smiled: "Fortunately, there are not many tears." ”

"I didn't cry again." Liu Ruixuan quibbled, don't look over, and read and looked at the pink letterhead, and looked at it.

It's still a blank slate.

Oh no, except for the original shading pattern on the letterhead and the horizontal lines, it's blank.

Cousin, are you kidding him?

He was ten years old and literate.

Even if you can't read, you can paint a picture at all.

What does it mean if you don't write this word?

"Okay, if you didn't cry, you didn't cry, I cried, okay?" Hu Lai turned his head and smashed his mouth, "Did you read what was written on it clearly?" ”

Liu Ruixuan turned his head and pushed the pink letterhead in front of Hu Lai, "Content? ”

"That's right." Hu Lai laughed, leaned his head over, and one put his head over, and the two heads instantly came to the table.

"Did you see that?" Hu Lai pressed Liu Ruixuan's neck down again, "Take a closer look, there are words on it." ”

was pressed by Hu Lai, Liu Ruixuan's face was almost pasted on the letterhead, and he suddenly found that there were really words on that beautiful letterhead.

My cousin ingeniously wrote down her address and phone number with a pen without ink.

In the end, she wrote, I am with you, like this exquisite hourglass, I will grow up with you.

See you in the clouds!

Liu Ruixuan's nose, in an instant, soured again, blinked, turned his head to look out of the window, and the fresh sunlight sprinkled through the windowpane, sprinkling the greenery that came through the window.

He was almost absolutely convinced that this heart would bring him great strength.

He wants to study hard, and he wants to go to Jingyun.

Liu Ruixuan sniffed, the corners of his lips curved, turned around, and pushed Hu Lai: "Go to the side." ”

"Okay." Hu Lai smiled and retreated to the side, "Cross the river and tear down the bridge." ”

Liu Ruixuan glanced at Hu Lai, didn't make a sound, took the pink letterhead, held it in his hand, looked left and right, like holding the most precious treasure in the world.

I laughed secretly in my heart, and looked at the exquisite hourglass in front of me again.

The deep blue glass and white sand pass through the gaps, as if in the palm of your hand is the beating heart of time. My cousin is in the letter, and maybe there will be a strange feeling when I watch time pass.

So, he held the hourglass in his hand, turned over and over to see the sand flowing, and found that even if it flowed past, it would eventually flow back, but it was just being played with in the palm of his hand, as if he could control the pulse of time.

Let the sand shuttle, but I can't find the feeling of time passing.

There is nothing but joy in my heart.

My cousin was in that far away still cloud, growing up with him slowly.

Jingyun - that distant city, because of the presence of my cousin, is doubly real, so far away and so close.

The city that kept his childhood dreams and fairy tales - Jingyun.

It is also stained with a little fairy tale dreamy color: light blue, warm.

Just like the delicate hourglass of deep blue in front of you, the clarity of blue and the softness of pink sunshine, when you meet a person with a slightly different feeling, this May is, always a blue feather passing by, falling on the waiting and departing station, only once.

He suddenly remembered the parting station.

Thinking of his cousin's smile, it was an incredible color that fell into his eyes as he looked at her, like the blue sky above his head, extremely warm.

The cousin smiled and said she would come back, and even if she didn't, he could go and see her.

Yes, that's it.

Liu Ruixuan looked at the pink letterhead in front of him, as well as the ingenious address and phone number on the letterhead.

He couldn't help but laugh again, a little happy and warm. After three years of time, my cousin still remembered him, and he believed that the surprise and beauty of that moment.

The beautiful is also the fairy tale that has been awakened for a long time, and his cousin is growing up with him.

Later, he began to listen carefully to the lectures in the blossoms of May, Wen Shu, and captured every piece of information about Jingyun, about his cousin, in a limited time.

He's going to Jingyun.

I want to take a look at the concern in his heart.

And now, he has been in Jingyun for almost five years, but he has forgotten the purpose of coming to Jingyun in the first place.

Liu Ruixuan blinked his eyes slightly, and tears flowed down.

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