"Brother, why do you come here every day?" Jun Wan looked at Jiang Xia, who was painting for herself.

Maybe it's because of the perennial piano playing, at a young age, Jiang Xia's fingers are slender, and her cold white wrists look even more attractive, Jun Wan was stunned, and remembered his favorite milk pudding.

"Late, late." The boy called her, saw that she was still in a daze, and picked up the candy box beside him and shook it.

"Huh?" Jun came back to his senses later.

"Will you always remember me?" Jiang Xia looked at the small delicate face. The paintbrush in his hand is pinched tightly.

"Definitely, you are so good-looking, Wanhui will always remember you and accompany you" Jun Wan's eyes smiled into a crooked crescent.

"I'm leaving, let's pull the hook okay" Jiang Xia childishly stretched out his hand, "The hook is not allowed to change for a hundred years when it hangs itself, it is a puppy." Jun Wan read crisply.

"Shall we go to the playground tomorrow?" Jiang Xia asked.

"Okay, good, Brother Jiangxia is so good!" Jun Wan jumped up happily.

The next day, the playground.

"What are you going to play?" Nine-year-old Jiang Xia bent down and looked at Jun Wan, "I want a Trojan horse!" Saying that, Jun Wan couldn't wait to run over, and was stopped halfway.

"Are you Junwan?" The three strange sisters stopped Jun Wan, "Can I take a photo with you?" I'm a fan of yours," one of the girls couldn't help but scream.

"Sorry, no" Jiang Xia walked up in a few steps, and the three girls were dazzled again.

This little boy, who is only eight or nine years old, already has a seductive appearance, with a high nose bridge and long eyelashes, although he is faintly unhappy, but this unhappy mood inexplicably adds an ascetic temperament to him, and his calm appearance pokes at the heart of his sister's fans.

"Ahh I remember, you are Jiang Xia, the little boy who won the piano gold medal some time ago! The girl was boiling again, "The little male god and the little goddess got together!" O golden boy and girl! I'm so happy! Can I take a group photo? The girl chattered.

I don't know which sentence hit Jiang Xia, he nodded. Holding Jun Wan, Jun Wan was naturally sensitive to the camera, and when he raised his mobile phone, he naturally laughed, Jiang Xia looked at Jun Wan dotingly, in the background of the amusement park, this moment was frozen.

Jun Wan usually has a tight family management, but this time he was given a day off because of Jiang Xia. Although I don't know why, I don't want to think about these things, in short, with Brother Jiangxia, I can play and eat sugar, and I am very happy today.

In the evening, Jiang Xia swiped his mobile phone and saw that #Century photo of a genius boy and a national princess had appeared on the hot search on Weibo#. Click to open and save. I used my mobile phone to take a picture of Jun Wan who was tired of playing and was sleeping soundly.

People say that Jiang Xia is too indifferent at a young age, but when he arrives at Junwan, his heart is like a piece of marshmallow, soft and uncontrollable.

He met her in the darkest of times, and she was his light.

For Jun Wan, Jiang Xia is a distressing little brother, although he doesn't know what distress is, but he said that distress means that you want to give him all the things you cherish to make him happy.

That's it.

For Jiang Xia, Jun Wan is a medicine, together with time, to help him repair the cracks in his heart and heal the wounds in his heart.

The next day, Jiang Xia stood at the door of the Jun family's villa with his schoolbag on his back and said softly, Wait for me. He didn't want to say a formal goodbye, because they would always see each other, and the idea of a nine-year-old didn't say goodbye, so he didn't feel sad, so he jumped into the car waiting outside without looking back.

Jun Wan waited for a week in a row, and he didn't wait for Jiang Xia. Although Situ Ran had already told her that Jiang Xia's brother had gone abroad and gone to the highest music school in the United States.

Jun Wancai didn't care whether he studied or not, and made trouble for a few days, but in the end he was thrown into the crew.

The various scenery on the road and the various scenes in the crew made Xiaojun have no time to recall Jiangxia at night, and as he grew up, there was only a vague silhouette left in his memory.