I clung to the apple. It's like the whole world.

The other hand rests on the train window.

In the dark tunnel, the dark wind blew strongly, and I became a tube of hollow plants, which was carried by the wind and floated sideways, like an old shirt adhered to the car window.

It's clear that someone is dragging my feet and pulling me horizontally!

I turned around with great strength against the wind, and the person who grabbed me and didn't let go was none other than Luoying!

He stood in front of the open window, dragging me with one hand, and it was obvious that he was not struggling. What was strange was the look on his face, there was a loss-only loss--concern!

It must have been a mistake. My eyes widened and I fixed my eyes on his face - to make sure this flamboyant, aloofed guy was helping?

He glared back at me too. It's as if they don't know me. Then I looked down at his hand, and his hand that was holding my foot seemed to know his hand. He looked up at me again, and finally, the sand of shame rolled into his eyes, and he closed his eyes and let go of his hand.

I was so frightened that I opened my mouth to exhale, and at that moment, at the moment when I was about to fall with the apple,

Luo Ying stretched out her other hand and grabbed me steadily. And without further hesitation, he dragged me back to the train with a strong hand.

I fell to the floor with a thud, still crushing the apple in my hand.

Someone approached, and a shadow hung over me. I lay on the floor and looked up.

On top of the navy blue robe, there seems to be no end in sight. This man was tall and jade, I knew it, but I had never felt so tall and distant, like a dark blue plant, straight into the sky, above the clouds, there were faces peeking down.

He looked down at me through the mist, his face was angry, his eyes were cold, and he whispered, "For the sake of an apple, I don't even want my life." ”

It's not the young man Junxiu who wants to help just now and is afraid of being seen through, ashamed and annoyed.

This person turns his face faster than he turns a book. I held the apple in my hand, my heart was steady, and I squeezed out a smile towards the distant snow-white face: "Thank you...... Anyway......"

"You look down on yourself so much, how can you ......" Luo Ying seemed to be very motivated, and her voice increased.

There was a gust of wind, and someone rushed in, and before I could react, they had already held me in their arms.

Brother!

I buried my head in his arms. There was a moment of darkness and peace of mind in the world. So be it. So be it.

Then I heard the sound of "Knock, knock, knock!" from far and near. Knock in my ear. It was the sound of my brother's heart beating. The even sound of my heartbeat weaved into a soft blanket that covered me properly......

Suddenly, fear lifted the blanket and left me with nowhere to hide. I raised my head, held the apple in my hand in front of my brother's eyes, and was about to speak, when I met my brother's "I'm here" eyes, a sourness rushed from my nose to the bottom of my eyes, and tears burst out.

Afraid. Grievance. Wrath. Confused. Like a monster in its body, it rushes with the torrent and wants to find an exit. I couldn't stop crying.

My brother took my shoulders around me and let me say nothing.

Finally, I said, "I've found my sister." She's here...... This apple ...... It's my sister. I said as I handed the apple to my brother.

In the blur of tears, I saw a face approaching, starry eyes wide, sword eyebrows raised, pear vortex hidden, disbelief. It's Yoshijo. He also came.

My brother took the apple and pulled me up from the ground, staring at the apple in his hand, still silent.

Jicheng quietly walked up to me, reached behind my head, grabbed my braid, pulled it gently, and said to me with his mouth: "Don't be afraid, it's okay." After saying that, grinning, the pear vortex loomed.

I'm going to cry again. As soon as he turned his face, Luo Ying stood against the window, his eyes were cold, looking at us, but there was a shadow rolling over his snow-white face, cloudy and uncertain.

"Yes...... It was the elf who told me that someone had turned my sister into an apple...... The man threw the apple to me again......" I spoke incoherently, and stretched out my hand to point to Luoying by the window: "I...... And he exchanged apples for the man's oranges...... That person probably didn't want to eat the apple, he was going to throw away his sister...... It's Apple, I'm going to save my sister...... The man rescued me and my sister again......" I pointed at Luoying again, and for some reason, I listened to what I said, and suddenly felt upside down and embarrassed. Suddenly, I wanted to laugh, "plop", laughed out loud, and realized how I could laugh!

I only heard a "poof-" sound, and someone didn't hold back, laughed out loud, and grabbed my arm, laughing and shaking at the same time, unable to restrain myself. Yoshijo, bad fellow!!I'm mistaking you!But—I don't have a good conscience to laugh.

"Shhhhh He looked at the apple in his hand and then at me. There was a faint warmth in his eyes.

The warmth comforted me. Brother has a way. There is no problem that he can't solve. Because he is an elder brother, he is a cloud-piercing ah.

The elder brother placed the apple on the table by the window and took two steps back. Luoying stood there, not moving. looked at his brother with a playful look on his face. I noticed that the whites of his eyes were a cold, pale blue. (Cold and fragile.) ）

I saw my brother holding his breath, clasping his hands and putting them to his chest, his head slightly lowered, and his mouth was full of words.

I didn't dare to frolic and stood still. His eyes were fixed on his brother's mouth for a while, and the apples on the table for a while. The whole world fell silent, and only the low and small voice of my brother could be heard, like a swarm of insects, hiding under the grass, from far and near, hurrying to come.

A hand reached over and gently grasped mine. He's cold, I'm hot. My heart moved. Backhand held his cool hand in my hot hand.

My brother finished reading. The apple on the table didn't move. Motionless!

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no movement, the elder brother approached the apple, leaned down, whispered to the apple, and then got up and stepped back. Apple is still motionless!

I shook off the hand I was holding, rushed over and asked, "What's the matter, brother, can't you come back?!"

"Strange," the elder brother shook his head and said softly, "how can this be...... Meiyi, you said that it was a 'little elf' who told you that the painting sea had turned into an apple, are you sure that it is this apple, and where is the 'elf', can I see it?"

"Yes! Yes, of course!" I nodded my head and turned around and ran towards my room, calling out loudly, "Small! Where are you?"

The room is empty, how can there be any trace of the elves!

I went back to Luoying's room with my head down. The apple was quiet and beautiful, sitting on the table. I shook my head at my brother and sat down on the ground with my knees limp.

"Oops!" I vaguely heard a soft snort. I jumped up and down. Yes, I heard it right, it's the voice of an elf!

Right next to me! I reached into the pocket of my robe, no! In the other pocket—two little ones huddled in one pocket, holding my fingers so desperately that I wouldn't take them out.

I tapped my coat pocket and beckoned my brother to come closer. Jicheng's face was so curious that he couldn't bear it, and he wanted to get closer and understand. Only Luo Ying was still leaning against the window, arms folded, unmoved. Thin eyelids, unblinking, the curvature of the corners of the eyes is outrageously beautiful.

I lowered my head and whispered to Tweed and Khao in my pocket, "Don't worry, come out, there is me, and my brother, he's good." ”

Tweed and Tween slowly let go of my fingers and poked up their little heads. Xiao Jiao glanced at me, lowered his head again, and wrapped himself tightly with his wings. Xiao Tai said to me in a very thin voice, "It's not your brother who we're afraid of, it's him-." There was a slight tremor in his voice, and his wings trembled slightly.

"Hmm, who??" I asked.

"We were scared of him...... I'm afraid he'......," said the little one.

"Which 'he'? at least tell me which 'he'!'" I was anxious. It's not my brother, but who is it? I'll look at Jicheng and look at Luoying.

"That's it...... That one...... The one who stood farther away......" said the little one in a softer and thinner voice. I raised my eyes to look at the young man in blue standing by the window, and heard the voice of the tweed as thin as a needle: "It's him, I heard it, it's the incantation he recited...... He was the one who turned your sister into an apple......"