On weekend mornings when you don't have to go to work or school, even the air feels pleasant.

Under the clear blue sky in early autumn, an electric car riding together by a brother and sister slowly drove out of the alley of the urban village and drove on the city road in the sunshine.

The electric car was bought by Zhou Zhongqing two years ago, and he usually doesn't go far away, he always rides an electric car to travel.

The siblings wear the same white helmet, the older brother has a large helmet and the younger sister has a small helmet.

The older brother rode in front, and the younger sister sat behind him, her little short hands tightly hugging his waist.

The younger sister's small pink schoolbag was behind her, her brother's big black schoolbag was carried in front of her, and Miss Ghost was attached to his bag, quietly not speaking.

Bai Yueying felt as if she was hugging his neck and hanging in front of him, if his backpack was white, it was estimated that there would be some kind of shy crimson at this time.

She could clearly feel his heartbeat due to the physical nature of the backpack, the temperature of the sunlight falling on the backpack, and the wind blowing from behind her as the electric car moved.

The backpack had no eyes, but that didn't prevent her from seeing his collarbone, and the Adam's apple rolled occasionally when he spoke to his sister.

Sometimes when there was a bump, she shivered right in front of him, and her ass pressed against his thigh.

Maybe it was too much sunlight, and the ghost's little backpack felt so hot, but he couldn't help but hug him tighter, so that there was no space between the backpack and his chest.

Fortunately, she is in the form of a backpack, but even so, Zhou Zhongqing can't help but sketch a young and beautiful girl in a white dress in her mind, like a koala-like hands and feet, and the scene hanging in front of her is charming, so her face is strange.

“…… Can you not hold it so tightly? Zhou Zhongqing whispered.

"Can't!" This answer was said by the sister behind him.

I'm not asking you, hey! I'm asking about your snail sister!

The ghost backpack has no ears, I can't hear, I can't hear, in short, Bai Yuexing pretended to be dead, and quietly didn't say a word.

"If you don't hug my brother tightly, what if I fall down and someone else picks me up?"

Uh-huh! I thought so too! - Mute Ghost agrees.

Don't ask her why she didn't attach herself to his helmet, just because she's afraid of heights.

Zhou Zhongqing sighed, there was one hanging behind him, and there was also one hanging in front of him, and he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

When he was carrying his sister, he rode very slowly, and it was now more than ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was starting to heat up, but thanks to Miss Ghost's own air-conditioning attributes, even if her chest and back were full, she wouldn't feel stuffy.

"Brother, is Sister Tianluo also coming over, I feel so cool!"

"I guess so."

"And where is she?"

"In the sun."

"Ah, that's a bad answer!"

The sun is good, but it's not hot, so it's naturally very pleasant, and there is a feeling that the brother and sister plus Miss Ghost and the electric car blend into the scenery of late summer and early autumn together.

"Brother, it's time for my school!" Zhou Xiyu stretched out his finger.

"Why don't you take you to class?"

"I don't want it!"

On weekdays, it takes about ten minutes to walk to school, and two or three minutes by bicycle is enough, and during the holidays, it feels amazing to pass by the school without having to go to class.

Unlike Miss Ghost, who quietly pretends to be dead in her backpack, her sister is much more excited when she rides, chattering with her brother and letting him watch all the curious things she sees along the way.

The park at the destination is not very far, and after riding for half an hour, you will arrive at your destination.

The park is quite large, the center is a small lake, there is a green meadow next to it, the scenery is also good, many parents or couples will take advantage of the good weather on weekends, take their children here to play or picnic.

Zhou Zhongqing parked the car, and without his greeting, the sister behind him climbed down, like a monkey in the cartoon, stretched out a hand to block his forehead, looked into the distance, and then sighed: "Their kites are flying so high!" ”

"Then let's fly a kite next time."

"Good!!"

Zhou Zhongqing took off his helmet, looked at the backpack that was tightly attached in front of him, and slapped the backpack under the ass angrily.

"Hmm-"

“……”

I can't get out yet!

Zhou Zhongqing had no choice but to carry the backpack behind him.

Holding my sister's hand, I walked all the way to the park, and I was not in a hurry to take a boat, even though it was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, but there were still a lot of flowers blooming in the park, and there were some flowers that withered due to the weather, and the fallen petals dotted the soil underneath, which looked dazzling.

In addition to studying, Zhou Xiyu is very interested in all flowers, plants, insects and animals, where there are flowers, there are bees, she pulled her brother, and the brother and sister squatted next to the flower lawn to watch a chubby bee.

"Brother, have you ever been stung by a bee?"

"Yes, it hurts to sting, but if you don't mess with it, it won't sting."

Even so, the younger sister couldn't be too afraid of bees, so she took out her drawing diary and clumsily drew a flower and a fat bee collecting honey on it.

"Brother, how did I draw!"

“…… Just like your brother and me. ”

"Hey, hey!"

Zhou Zhongqing couldn't bear to tell his sister that this was not a compliment, but for Zhou Xiyu, who took his brother as an example in everything, this was the biggest compliment.

"Brother, look, butterfly!"

"It's so beautiful, eh......" The ghost backpack behind him also saw the butterfly in the direction of his sister's finger.

This beautiful colorful butterfly flapped its wings lightly, flew slowly in the flower lawn, and then landed on Zhou Zhongqing's backpack, gently closed its wings, and rested in place.

"It's—it's flying over my head!" Backpack said.

"Brother, don't move! Butterflies fly onto your backpack! ”

“……”

Zhou Zhongqing didn't feel anything, but his sister felt very surprised, took his brother's mobile phone and took a photo of the butterfly that landed on his backpack.

"Brother, did you think Sister Tianluo would be in your backpack?"

“…… Why? ”

"I guess, maybe the butterfly can see her?"

Zhou Xiyu used her imagination: "She must be very beautiful and kind, so the butterfly fairy also likes her, so she flew to her!" ”

"That's very likely." Zhou Zhongqing nodded seriously.

And Bai Yueying, who was favored by the butterfly fairy, was also overjoyed when she heard Xiao Yu's words, she also knew that the existence of ghosts was ominous for most people, and her sister's explanation gave her a feeling of being recognized.

She began to like the world, and couldn't help but get out of her backpack and stand beside her brother and sister, following them to look at the flowers and insects.

"Let's go in a boat!"

"Good!"

"Good!!"

Boating on the lake.

Zhou Zhongqing gently stepped on the pedal, and the ripples spread from the bottom of the boat to the surface of the lake.

My sister took out a piece of paper from her small school bag, folded out a small paper boat, and drew on the paper boat with a pencil.

A relatively large person, this is the elder brother; A smaller one, this is the younger sister; And a spiral-shaped thing...... Is this my brother's poop?!

Bai Yueying, who was on the side, couldn't help but laugh happily.

"Brother, how do you see how I draw?"

“…… What is this, how does it look like the poop on the top of the head of a lazy sheep? ”

"It's not poop! It's a snail!! ”

Bai Yueying: "......??" ”

Childhood always gives the illusion that time will last forever, but childhood never lasts forever.

Under the guidance of his sister, whether it is Zhou Zhongqing or Bai Yueying, they all inexplicably have a feeling of returning from their childhood.

"Aoba Tianluo, let's go!"

My sister put the painted boat on the lake, and the small paper boat swayed and drifted into the distance with the ripples.

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