There was a wind blowing.

Blowing up a strand of long hair in front of Liu Ruixuan's forehead, blocking his gaze from looking down at Rao in his arms.

Xia Yang is right, this hair is indeed too long, it should be cut.

How familiar this scene is.

It seems to be back to the way Luo Yan appeared suddenly.

Suddenly, he had a dream that was not very real, or he was delusional, and Luo Yan did not appear.

In front of him, the person he hugged was the person he was thinking about.

"Rui, you ......"

Su Qianqian whispered and patted the left pocket of Liu Ruixuan's shirt.

"Huh?" Liu Rui responded, leaned back on Su's shallow waist-length hair, and took a deep breath.

He liked the taste, a hint of lemon.

"Rui, you're holding it so tightly that it's a little hard to breathe."

"......" Liu Ruixuan was stunned when he heard this, pulled away a little, looked down at Su Qianqian, and a trace of surprise slipped through his eyes.

He obviously just hugged his cousin gently, gently.

Where is it too tight?

Liu Ruixuan blinked lightly and looked at Su Qianqian who was close in front of him.

A bright and delicate face with a beautiful hairline and a beautiful tip. A smooth forehead, a few naughty strands of hair are encouraged by the evening breeze to fly.

The hair blown by the wind, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes, the bridge of the nose, the shallow pear vortex, and the lips curved into a crescent moon.

Lip?

A breeze blew, blowing up the slightly long hair in front of Liu Ruixuan's forehead, and also blowing a few strands of broken hair on Su Qian's shallow sideburns.

Liu Ruixuan was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and stared intently at the face that was close at hand.

For a while, I was stupid.

"See what?" Su Qianqian raised his hand and shook it in front of Liu Ruixuan, and gently brushed the hair that was blown in front of his forehead.

"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan's face instantly turned red to the root of his ears.

A shallow breath lingered in front of him, and his heart suddenly became restless: "I didn't see anything." ”

Could he be watching her himself?

No, where can anyone admit that they are nymphomaniac.

Pretending to raise his hand inadvertently, but he didn't know where to put it, his eyes were in a trance, he put it on Su Qianqian's shoulder, and called softly: "Shallow." ”

"Huh?" Su Qianqian responded.

Looking at Su Qianqian's clear eyes, Liu Ruixuan suddenly stopped talking again, and in a hurry, he hugged Su Qianqian into his arms again

What do you want?

Or nothing, just hold her quietly, right?

Like, in front of Xia Yang, it seems that everything can be seen through.

Heh, Xia Yang?

Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but smack himself fiercely in his heart.

At this time, he actually remembered Xia Yang?

Xia Yang? He should still be watching the moon on Pinghu Lake alone at the moment, right?

Liu Ruixuan breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then he was relieved again: he and Xia Yang are suffering from the same disease, and they both have a painful ten years of longing!

It's just that Xia Yang's rival in love is in Zhu Yan's heart, what about his rival in love?

No, he has no rivals! His troubles are the people in front of him.

In the bottom of my shallow heart, the most important thing seems to be not him, but her play.

How can a big living person compete with a professional hobby?

Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but want to scratch his head, but found that he was holding shallow with both hands, and his depressed heart instantly stretched a lot.

Yes, who doesn't have a hobby?

You can't give up her play shallowly just because you want to spend the rest of your life with him.

In that case, he wouldn't forgive himself.

This superb acting skills made him almost believe that his cousin and the person in front of him were really two people.

Fortunately, I am smart and keep an eye on it.

I found the clues.

Liu Ruixuan's heart couldn't help but snicker, look at it, now, Qianqian, his cousin, let him hug him without objecting.

"Rui."

Well? Shallow was calling him.

Liu Ruixuan was stunned for a moment, he really just gently hugged his shallow shoulders this time.

I didn't hold it very tightly.

"Rui?" Su Qianqian called again.

There are some things that should be clear.

After all, she was leaving.

My sister's third wish, she has fulfilled it, right?

Su Qianqian sighed heavily in his heart.

She remembered the past, but they couldn't always live in memories, and they should have a better future.

Su Qianqian gently pulled the corner of Liu Ruixuan's clothes.

"Huh?" Liu Rui responded and did not let go of the hugging hand.

If he doesn't, he won't let go.

"The past is gone, you can't chase it, and you don't have to look back."

Su Qianqian said softly, looking at the slender upper quarter moon on the side, as if he was looking at Liu Ruixuan and as if he was looking at himself.

"......" Liu Ruixuan was stunned.

Is this telling him to forget his sorrow and look forward to a better tomorrow together?

Shallow is really more thoughtful than him.

I couldn't help but rejoice again, fortunately, just now, I didn't talk nonsense.

"Looking back, the clouds cut off the way home; Looking back, there are thorns. ”

The shallow voice came again, as if murmuring, as if presence, whispering.

Well? Liu Ruixuan blinked twice quickly, and gently stroked Su's shallow waist-length hair.

Shallow and poetic?

That's right, once upon a time, 500 of his Tang poems were taught by his cousin.

It's just that before he could teach him two songs, his cousin left.

Hehe, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but snicker, there will be a lot of time to study Song Ci together in the future.

"Looking back, it's like a dream."

The shallow and suddenly low voice made Liu Ruixuan "chuckle" in his heart.

Cousin, this is, a new trick again?

"So, Rui." Su Qian paused, retracted his gaze, and gently pushed Liu Ruixuan.

"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded and looked at Su shallowly.

No matter what his cousin wanted, he listened to her except for letting him go.

"What are you doing so seriously?"

Looking at Liu Ruixuan's firm face, Su Qianqian suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Actually, she can, be selfish, just use her sister's name and accompany Rui for the rest of her life.

However, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

She is just Su Qianqian, and she will never be able to replace her sister.

can't replace my sister's weight in Rui's heart.

Rui just mistook her for her sister now.

What's more, Su Qianqian quietly said to herself in her heart, after today, she wants to be herself well.

It's no longer my sister's shadow.

Just like Xia Yang, everything that was once should be over.

Don't forget your original intention and return to yourself, which is the best explanation for your sister.

It is also the best explanation for yourself and Rui.

A gust of wind blew, carrying another piece of drunken fragrance.

Su Qianqian raised his hand to comb the broken hair on his forehead, and looked at Liu Ruixuan: "You should have a better future, your own future." ”

"......" Liu Ruixuan's heart trembled, "My own future? ”

His future, no, shouldn't it be their shared future?

"Hmm." Su nodded lightly and smiled, "In your future, you will meet a person who can really cry with you, laugh with you, and spend the rest of your life with you." ”

"I've already met it." Liu Ruixuan blurted out, "I don't care if you are Su Qianqian or Ouyang Fuqian, I identify you." ”

"......" Su Qianqian was stunned and opened his mouth.

"If you act, I will play with you; If you like to look back on the past, I will also accompany you to reminisce. If you want to cry, I will weep with you; If you want to laugh, I'll party with you, it's just ......"

Liu Ruixuan's words were not finished, and there was no follow-up.

What, touched, his, lips??

Warm and soft

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