"I'll be fine, the flowers are still fragrant, time goes all the time, how beautiful the memories are......"

Looking at the dripping rain in front of him, Su Qianqian couldn't help but gently hum the song that her sister had hummed.

In that singing, she remembered the story from a long time ago.

I remembered the later conversation of that.

Sister to her, don't worry, sister will be with her, they will all be fine.

Su Qianqian nodded heavily, smiled at her sister, and responded: Well, we will all be fine.

Then he habitually leaned his head on his sister's shoulder again, and listened to his sister hum the song softly:

I will be good for the time when the flowers are fragrant and fragrant, and I will always remember how beautiful I am, I will be with you, I have been thinking about you, and you have become a memory in my heart......

In that kind of singing, Su Qian listened quietly.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he looked up again.

No, the lyrics seem to have changed again.

Su Qianqian looked at her sister and saw her sister's side face turning her head to look out the window, just like before, when she stood in front of the door and saw it.

Ahem, what is my sister thinking?

Su Qianqian couldn't help frowning, thought about it again, and coughed lightly.

My sister didn't look back.

Su Qianqian blinked her big sparkling eyes, could it be that she was right.

Who is my sister really thinking about?

However, Su Qianqian remembered the boys in the class just mentioned, and her sister didn't seem to have anything special about those boys, or, she clearly saw that when she mentioned those boys, the expression on her sister's face didn't change at all, and it was the same as before, just slightly stunned.

I thought she was thinking too much.

Now it seems that she thinks less.

Those boys are not the object of my sister's attention, cough cough, wrong, not the people my sister pays attention to.

Or, the people my sister pays attention to are not among those boys.

Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at her sister's side face: her white face was like a porcelain doll, and her slightly long eyelashes occasionally fluttered, like a butterfly that would flutter its wings at any time.

Just looked at my sister's side face like that, and listened to my sister humming a song until the end of the song.

Su Qianqian leaned her head on her sister's shoulder again and sighed softly

"What's wrong?" My sister's gentle voice came.

Before she could finish speaking, she felt the weight and warmth of her sister's palm touching her head.

Su Qianqian raised his head and looked at his sister: "Why is this lyric different?" ”

"Hmm." My sister suddenly laughed, "There are two lyrics in this song, aren't ordinary songs like this?" ”

"Really?" Su Qian tilted his head, looked at his sister very seriously, and then shook his head gently, "No." ”

"What's wrong?" My sister tugged at her high ponytail, "You see." ”

"Hehe," Su Qianqian deliberately squinted her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and leaned over to her sister, her fingers sliding over her sister's white face, "It's a pity, I'm just a younger sister." ”

"Oh?" My sister answered, held Su Qianqian's hand, and laughed, "Is it difficult, you still want to be a younger brother?" ”

"If I had a choice, I would like to be an older brother." Su Qianqian stood up and shook her sister's hand, "Just be your brother Rao." ”

"Huh?" My sister was slightly stunned, and immediately laughed again, "What are you?" ”

"I, if I had a choice, I wish I could be your older brother, not my brother or sister." Su Qian's face is shallow, and he is serious.

"Why?" My sister suddenly lowered her head and smiled, then raised her head again and asked, "As far as I am concerned, as long as it is you, it is fine, whether it is my sister or my younger brother." ”

"Huh?" Su Qianqian was slightly stunned, and sat down next to her sister again, "It's a pity, I'm just a sister now." ”

"What's wrong with my sister?" My sister laughed, caressed Su's shallow face, and pulled a few strands of broken hair in front of her forehead for her, "What a good thing it is to be a sister." ”

"Sister is very good." Su Qianqian laughed, "However, if I have a choice, I still hope that I can be an older brother, preferably." ”

Su Qianqian stopped halfway through his words, and smiled at his sister with raised eyebrows with malicious intentions.

"What is it?" My sister raised her hand and poked her forehead, "Girl, what are you thinking in this head?" ”

"I'm thinking about you." Su Qianqian blurted out.

"Huh?" My sister was slightly stunned, her eyes widened slightly, but in an instant, she returned to her normal state, "I have always been by your side, I have never gone far, from the moment you were born to the present, I have always been there." ”

"Huh?" Su Qianqian was stunned.

From her birth to the present?

How could she not know such a thing?

Ahem, too, she's just a sister, so naturally she doesn't remember when she was born.

It's just that why is my sister like this all of a sudden?

Su Qianqian looked at her sister steadily.

"The first time I saw you, I knew you would be my sister." My sister laughed, "Look, I'm not wrong. If you were an older brother, I wouldn't want you. ”

"Where did you see me?" Su Qianqian couldn't help but blurt out.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

Many people look a lot like her sister.

However, many people don't know that she was brought back from the orphanage by her sister when she was six years old.

"In an orphanage, of course." My sister smiled and scratched Su's shallow nose, "That year, I was one and a half years old. ”

Yes? When Su Qianqian heard this, he was stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

My sister is really good at joking.

How can you have memories at the age of one and a half?

Her memories also began when she was three and a half years old.

In her memory, there was a very beautiful and kind sister who would come to see her every weekend with her very tall and handsome uncle and beautiful aunt.

Bring her a lot of things, and share some with other friends, but the most is hers.

She remembers that her toys and books were the most of her friends at the orphanage.

She remembered that her clothes were the most beautiful and well-fitting of her friends in the orphanage.

She still remembers that she was the happiest child in the eyes of that group of friends.

At that time, she thought, maybe, that kind of life will go on forever.

It wasn't until one of her friends, who was suddenly taken away by a strange pair of uncles and aunts, that she understood.

In the end, their group of children who grew up in the orphanage, in the end, they still have to separate, and in the end they will be like duckweed, like dandelions, when the wind blows, they don't know where they have gone.

And what about her?

Looking at her friends, when she was taken away by a strange uncle and aunt when she was six years old, she couldn't help but think of that beautiful sister, and that tall and handsome uncle, and that beautiful aunt who would hold her for three minutes every time she came over before letting go of her hand.

Will they take her away when she's six years old?

Or, when she was six years old, she was also suddenly notified that she was taken away by a strange pair of uncles and aunts?

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