But the third cousin was a head taller than Tang Yao, and he was still holding his head, Tang Yao couldn't see anything at all, only saw the third cousin's slightly raised chin, and his heart was full of sadness.

Tang Yao suddenly couldn't accept such a third cousin, couldn't accept that the third cousin no longer despised herself, couldn't accept that the third cousin suddenly walked down from the high platform, standing where she was within reach, and couldn't accept the third cousin's abnormal silence, as if a thousand words were in vain.

A female voice suddenly popped up in Tang Yao's mind, reciting miserably and miserably, "It's not a thousand sails, and the slanting veins are long." Intestine broken white apple. ”

Over and over again, like the repeater in Tang Yao's house, playing it repeatedly.

Tang Yao also raised his head and looked at the young shoot that the third cousin was looking at, the bald head was just right, although the early spring sun was still a little weak, but it still brought a little warmth. The young shoots shone with emerald green light, and it was a newborn little life trying to open up all that it had, embracing this unknown and mysterious world, full of joy and full of anticipation.

After a long time, Tang Yao said, "My mother said that the third uncle is not too serious, and the doctor in the district heard that it is from our town, and he has already established a good relationship, I believe the doctor will go all out." The third brother doesn't have to worry too much, you are in the big test, what's the use of your sister, the third brother, you just need to say a word. ”

The person on the other side is still silent, the third cousin has had his own ideas since he was a child, and he has always been thoughtful in dealing with people, and now he is afraid that things are also the biggest battle in his life. The enemy is so powerful that we can't imagine it, and what's even more terrifying is that we know so little about the enemy. At this time, the third cousin is afraid that he needs to find a quiet place to think about it and sort out a way out of the mess in his heart.

Tang Yao stopped talking, and the brother and sister, one tall and one short, stood under the shade of the high school building and looked at the buds on the early spring tree. Time stood still, and only a few wisps of breeze blew by, circling the brother and sister in circles.

Probably because the surrounding breath was suffocating, Xu Xiaochen saw the brother and sister standing under the tree, and wanted to step forward, but he felt the overwhelming coldness in his ear and kept saying the word "no". Xu Xiaochen had no choice but to stop in the corridor and swallow the words full of words from his throat again and again.

This continued until the bell rang two minutes before it was broken. The third cousin touched Tang Yao's head, said, "Let's go back to class", and turned around and went back to the classroom.

Tang Yao's face is small, and his head is naturally not big, and when the third cousin's palm touches it, he can touch Tang Yao's entire head. Tang Yao only felt a big hand tightly covering his head, and gently rubbed it.

The third cousin has been very interested in Tang Yao's long braids since he was a child, and often hints at whether Tang Yao can let himself comb it. At that time, Tang Yao already faintly felt that this cousin was very dark-bellied, so he didn't dare to get too close to him, and naturally he didn't agree once. The third cousin was unwilling, and often seized the opportunity to mess up Tang Yao's braids, and he also used the method of rubbing his head.

But now the third cousin just touched it lightly, and the strength was so strong that he didn't use it at all. Tang Yao felt sad in her heart, at this moment, Tang Yao wanted her third cousin to mess up her hair, just like when she was a child. This can at least prove that the third cousin is still the third cousin in his heart who is invincible and full of mischief.

But some things will change after all, and even if you are unwilling to do so, you can't stop the pace of the changemakers themselves.