Five years later, the South Island villa area.

The early morning sun slanted on the soft lawn, and the dew drops floating on the tips of the grass seemed to glow with gentle and beautiful colors.

"Brother Zixu, wait for me." A floppy little ball was running on the grass.

Ahead, a ten-year-old boy with a juice tray stopped, and saw the girl running, his brow furrowed slightly, but then let go again.

"It's all said, don't call me brother." The little boy was a little upset, but his tone was still gentle.

The little girl ran up to the little boy and gasped for air, but her face was still smiling, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved into the shape of a crescent moon.

"But, why don't you shout brother?" The little girl looked up and smiled, her eyes unblinking, and the little boy, who was much taller than her, tugged at the corner of his white sweater.

The little boy pursed his lower lip, looked around, and saw that there was no one, so he spoke: "Call husband." With that, the boy's own face turned red.

He bent down slightly, so that the little girl's head was tilted up, not so hard.

The little girl like Xiaotuanzi didn't understand what that word meant, blinked her eyes, thought for a while, still had no clue, tilted her head and asked, "Brother Zixu, what is my husband?" ”

The little boy thought that she had just entered kindergarten, and she usually either liked to play or eat, so he didn't know what it meant, so he put the juice tray in his hand on the grass, and used his slightly larger hand than the girl to pinch the little girl's soft little hands.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and there was a bright light in his eyes: "That is, the best person in this world for you." The little boy's voice is very clear, and he can already get a glimpse of his handsome appearance from his delicate facial features.

When he said this, he looked very serious, as if he were explaining the word, and as if he was making a promise called eternity.

The little girl obediently let the little boy play with her fingers, showing a mouthful of small teeth, and smiling innocently: "Oh, Brother Zixu's husband, I'm shouting like this, right?" After she finished speaking, she still smiled, thinking that she was very smart, and found the most correct answer in the world.

The sun was shining on the girl's cheeks, and the soft fluff on her face could be clearly seen, and the way she smiled, the light that smeared on her hair, shimmered with gold, and the beautiful morning seemed to be a little brighter and more beautiful.

"No, you just call my husband, it's fine." The little boy gently touched the girl's face, and gently helped her sort out the Qi bangs that had just run away.

The little girl frowned when she heard this, and slapped his hand away: "But, I shouted like that!" What's wrong?! ”

The little boy was beaten in the hand, his brow furrowed imperceptibly, and his mouth pursed.

"No, you're not right." He still insisted without flinching, and the hand that had been knocked off hung down at his side, clenched tightly.

The little girl was frightened by the boy's insistence and the sudden seriousness on her face, and suddenly she cried: "Brother Zixu, you bully, woo woo woo you murder me......" Big tears rolled down, and soon moistened her eyelashes.

When the little boy saw the little man like Xiao Tuanzi, he suddenly cried so much that he squatted down helplessly, gently wiping his tears with a handkerchief, and gently patting the little girl's back, afraid that she would cry.