As for the witch Otoyu in Qingmu's mouth, she was sitting on the balcony at this time. The night air was moist and fresh. The pots of small jasmine flowers at her feet were blooming and exuding a faint fragrance. On her shoulders stood a small jasmine flower.
bird
Leaning against the wall, her eyes were blurred, looking in that distant direction and humming the song softly.
If we had been brave enough to be together
Will the ending be different?
Do you also have a thousand words?
Buried in a silent dream
The memories on the left bank, the youth on the right bank, but in front of her eyes was the vague sadness of her youth. She stretched out her hand, and her fingers moved slightly, as if she had caught the memories. She took back her fingers, and God gave her a new life.
She smiled, facing the person who was no longer in the same place. She had begun to learn to forget...
After a night, the next day, the weather was nice. The sun shone through the grass-green curtains into the room. The room was bright, and the sun continued to spread until it shone on the sleeping boy on the bed. The boy turned over and opened his eyes.
He opened his eyes with some eyes and stretched out his hand to touch the bed until he felt the slightly cold glasses. Then he turned his head and looked at the alarm clock on the table. At 6 o'clock, he sat up. At this time, he was already eight minutes old.
After waking up and getting out of bed, he simply freshened up and repeated his habit every day. Running was already indispensable...
He ran easily along the sidewalk, panting slightly. The morning sun was very warm and did not feel particularly dazzling. A thin layer of sweat slowly appeared on his body, revealing a very healthy blush after exercising.
At 7 o'clock, Otoyu opened her eyes. It was still the biological clock. She rubbed her sour eyes. When would she change this habit? She sat up, the light blue gauze curtain gently raised, and the sunlight filtered through,
It became extremely gentle, shining on her face, like a slight caress. She closed her eyes, with some happiness in the corner of her mouth, jumped out of bed, pulled down the curtains, and then habitually opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and stood on the balcony, with the sunlight filtering through.
On her reddish sleeping face, there was a faint golden light, and the scent of jasmine became stronger and stronger. She opened her hands, smiled, and every day is a new beginning...
At 8 o'clock, in the living room, Shaye was wearing very casual home clothes. She looked at her walking towards the stairs with a smile. Her parents had recently gone abroad, so there were only two siblings in the house.
"Eat." As soon as she sat down, Sayato handed the chopsticks to her. Ever since he discovered that she liked lunch very much recently, their breakfasts were all based on her taste. What a blessing to have such a brother!
Drinking the light millet porridge, the familiar taste made her taste very good. Today is the weekend, so there is no school. Her brother has club activities. She is the only one who can only stay at home. Even Jialin has a lot more freedom than her.
Wings, but she doesn't have them. Ever since she got lost in school last time, her brother is not ready to let her go out alone. Maybe it's not just that, after all, her body... But, she really wants to go out and have a look.