In a mist tinged with roses, a leafy apple tree was faintly visible, covered with large red apples, and the green branches were bent down.

The morning dew reflects the sunlight, and the sparkling and gorgeous apple peel slips down from the smooth and round apple peel and drops straight down among the tender green grass.

The little girl under the tree looked up at the fruits of the tree, they were bright and dripping, and they looked delicious, and she couldn't help but swallow again.

There was indescribable agility and vitality in her big eyes, and her long, thick eyelashes curled upward, casting a faint shadow on her pink and fair face.

The little girl's eyes blinked at one of them, as if she had made up her mind, only to see her red and tender pink lips slightly raised upwards in a beautiful arc.

"From the tree, pick an apple for me!"

I saw the little girl with her hands on her waist, a little "brutal" to the little boy sitting on the branch and covered by the mist.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no response, the little girl was a little annoyed.

"Hey, you..." The little girl's face turned a little red, and she pursed her pink little mouth, but soon a sly light flashed in her eyes.

I saw that the little girl suddenly shook the not very thick trunk of the apple tree, and a smug smile rippled at the corner of her mouth.

The whole tree shook violently.

"Hey, you don't want to do it again." The little boy panicked and wanted to grasp the branch, but the strength of the tree was too weak, and before he could finish speaking, the man fell down and hit the little girl under the tree, and pounced on her.

The little girl was about to cry aggrieved. Suddenly, a huge apple fell and smashed on the little boy's head, and as soon as the little boy looked down, the pink cherry lips touched the little girl's soft and chubby face.

The little girl couldn't hold back any longer, "Wow... A loud cry broke the quiet atmosphere of the garden this morning.

"Don't cry, you're noisy!" The little boy looked up at the little girl with tearful eyes who was crying, and said irritably.

But the little girl still cried vigorously, and tears kept pouring out of her eyes like pearls with broken threads.

"Okay, don't cry, it's a big deal that I'm responsible for you, and you will marry me as my bride in the future." The little boy wiped the tears from the corners of the little girl's eyes with his chubby little hands, then got up and stretched out a hand to pull up the little girl who was still crying.

"This is what you said, you are responsible for me, we will pull the hook, and we will not change for a hundred years, and if you regret it, you will be a puppy." The little girl said as she cried, holding out her chubby little finger.

The little boy reluctantly stretched out his little finger and hooked it with the little girl, and then the two read together: "The hook is not allowed to change for a hundred years. ”

From beginning to end, the little boy's face was shrouded in a thin mist, and only the shiny and handsome amber hair could be faintly seen swaying slightly in the morning breeze.

Su Ziyue wanted to see the little boy's face clearly, but suddenly it was dark in front of her, and the little girl, the little boy, the apple tree, and the garden all disappeared.

Su Ziyue opened her eyes suddenly, and she could see that it was indeed a ceiling with white flowers.

Why do I dream of this scene for the umpteenth time, the whole picture is shrouded in a thin mist, everything is looming in the haze, and I can't see it really.

Who is that little girl, why does it feel a bit like yourself when you were a child, and who is that little boy?

Whenever Su Ziyue had this dream and wanted to know who they (they) were, her head would ache sharply, just like now, Su Ziyue's headache had relapsed, and beads of sweat the size of beans had oozed from her white and smooth forehead.

But as long as I don't think about it, my head won't hurt.

So, Su Ziyue won't think about these things for a long time, and this fantasy dream was pressed deep in her heart, who is who's little bride?

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