In fact, Lin Guo'er understands the truth, but she really knows it, and she has no way to keep her sanity online.

Lin Guo'er only hoped that Song Yiran could be her brain and hold on to her rational line.

"I'll try to straighten my mind, sister."

Song Yiran looked at the unhappy pistachio in front of him, and felt some indescribable feelings in his heart.

What kind of mood is it to like someone?

She didn't know.

When she was in school in the south, it was not that no one chased Song Yiran, she had experienced the cliché of writing love letters, sending flowers, and placing candles.

Maybe it's because of her tall figure and clean face, or maybe it's because of her good ranking on the grade list, which makes many boys come here.

But in fact, at this point, Song Yiran is somewhat incomprehensible, can feelings really arise without understanding each other, just by listening to this person's name and seeing this person's appearance, can you easily say that you like it?

In the face of these pursuits, Song Yiran chose to politely refuse, and few boys could really attract her.

Speaking of attraction, there is one person Song Yiran who is very interested, this person is her tablemate after coming to the north - Shen Yu.

I don't know how to describe this feeling, but when I saw him for the first time, the sun hit him warmly, giving him a soft light, and there was a sunny breath all around him.

I thought he would be a person as warm as the light, but when I got closer, he had a cold face, and the words that escaped from his petal-like thin lips were all cold words.

Shen Yu is really a person with a sense of contrast, she thought.

may be due to fate, so that they are bound together, in the days at the same table, Shen Yu seems to have a special attraction, so that Song Yiran can't help but secretly look at him every day.

Shen Yu always reminded Song Yiran of the blue sky, the light clouds, the smell of plants, and the light of the morning sun.

He has fluffy, soft hair, well-proportioned calf muscles, a tall body, a less obvious Adam's apple, and a constant shy silence due to the occasional inability to solve the problem.

He has knuckled hands, likes to turn a pen and sleep on the table, the smell of laundry detergent rises in the sun, and the protruding shoulder blades and slightly curved spine faintly reveal from his shirt, as if large clumps of transparent soap bubbles can emerge from him.

His sneakers may not be very white, he brings back a sweat after playing, the handwriting on his homework book is beautiful, and he is chic and happy when he jokes.

Song Yiran's fantasies about teenagers, Shen Yu satisfied them one by one.

Including the gentleness and closeness he showed occasionally, Song Yiran couldn't help but be moved.

She even did a shameful stupid thing, she specially prepared a notebook to collect bits and pieces of her and Shen Yu, including Shen Yu's handwriting.

For that notebook, Song Yiran's baby can't do it.

Maybe that's what I liked?

Song Yiran is not sure, and she doesn't know how to verify it, she is not as cheerful and outgoing as Lin Guoer, and Song Yiran is ashamed to say about these little things in her heart.

She believes that time can give her the answer, whether she likes it or throbs, after all, they are still too young.

Song Yiran thought, walking steadily along this road that I don't know where it leads, she will always find the answer at the end under the guidance of time.

"Sister, what do you want?"

Lin Guo'er waved her hand in front of Song Yiran, who was looking out the window.

With the hand swinging in front of him, Song Yiran withdrew his thoughts, coughed in a low voice embarrassedly, and looked at Lin Guo'er again, indicating that he was in a daze just now.

Lin Guo'er shook her head indifferently and pointed out the window with her finger, "We are about to reach the highest point, the closest place to the sky." ”

I don't know when, the Ferris wheel has quietly pushed their car to the top.

Looking down from the glass window, the entire playground is in full view, like a miniature construction toy ornament, which falls safely at their feet.

The number of visitors in the playground has also shrunk to a smaller proportion, and all of them are like citizens in a mini-city, moving slowly and slightly.

"Sister, have you heard of the legend of the Ferris wheel?" Lin Guo'er retracted her gaze, turned to look at Song Yiran and asked.

"I know this, is it going to the apex and making a wish to the sky will come true?"

"No, it's another."

"What did the other say?"

“…… another。 ”

Song Yiran was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Lin Guo'er squinting her eyes and trying to hold back her smile, she knew that her sister was joking with herself.

She stretched out her slender arm and made a gesture to punish the fast-thinking sister.

"Naughty villain, there's no other legend at all, just know how to tease me."

"Hahaha really has, don't tease you, don't fight, I'll tell you......"

Lin Guo'er laughed while evading Song Yiran's attack.

"Another legend is that if a couple kisses on a Ferris wheel at the highest point, their love will last forever and never fade, and they will be partners who can walk hand in hand for a lifetime."

This legend sounds good, with the pink bubbles of love, which makes Song Yiran's girlish heart rise quietly.

Such a beautiful legend will always make people yearn for it.

"Sounds wonderful."

Song Yiran withdrew his chaotic hand and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What if...... Bai Ze and I can be together one day, I must complete this legend with him, whether it is true or not, it is right to fulfill my wish. ”

Lin Guo'er pursed her lips stupidly, but her tone was still full of longing and yearning for the future.

Song Yiran couldn't help but chuckle and stretched out her hand again, only this time she gently rubbed the top of her sister's hair.

"Then I wish you a wish."

Lin Guo'er looked left and right when she heard this, and at this time they were in the highest position, and she hurriedly came over to cover Song Yiran's mouth.

"Shhhh

Song Yiran, who was covered in her mouth, half-squinted her eyes, expressing helplessness, this little girl is more serious about this kind of thing.

"Well, okay, you let go of me and acquiesce again."

Lin Guo'er said that the apex position was only a few seconds, and now they had begun to fall.

"Good sister, remember to help me keep my wish next time, come true and invite you to have a snack, hehe."

Lin Guo'er touched Song Yiran's white and tender face with a serious face, and said with a straight face.

After getting off the Ferris wheel, Lin Guo'er was in a much better state, bouncing and walking with Song Yiran all the way.

What a kid who writes everything on his face.

They walked on the road for a while, but they didn't meet the boys who were supposed to gather, and they didn't know where they went without the scenic spot, so Song Yiran took Lin Guoer to the entertainment facility to find it.

With a burst of screams of victory, the two stopped and looked up in tacit understanding.

The three boys were in the tent of the bumper car, engaged in a fierce chase, and the scream just now was made by Shen Yu, because he had just hit He Chuyang.

In fact, in the tent of the bumper car, there are many tourists and little boys playing, but the three boys are completely like there is no age gap, and they blend in with these little boys, sometimes colliding and sometimes laughing.

Sure enough, no matter how old a man is, he will always be a child.