The towering sycamore tree looks very old. Its lush branches and leaves cast a bit of shade in this unknown and quiet little yard, and at the same time, they seem to be telling something.
Under the sycamore tree, pink-blue flowers fell, and a faint fragrance spread in the air. The sun above seemed to no longer bake the already weak earth so hotly.
The fresh air is mixed with the scent of sycamore flowers, accompanied by intermittent shouts from a distance, which indicates that this small courtyard is not far from where the crowd gathers. Under the sycamore tree, someone is sitting on a stone chair.
A beautiful woman like an elf, the woman raised her head, her eyes faintly shuttled between the branches of the sycamore tree, looking at the faint pink and blue, the corners of her mouth slightly opened, and finally raised a faint smile. As if she was recalling something happy.
thing.
"Sister, what are you looking at?" Suddenly, a childish voice sounded, interrupting the woman's memories. The woman lowered her head and looked at the cute little girl in front of her who was as round as a ball. The girl was probably
She looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with very fair skin, an upturned mouth with red lips and white teeth, and her big eyes looked at her sister who was as beautiful as a fairy with confusion.
"What's so beautiful about trees?" The little girl jumped up on the bench amidst the vigilance of the beautiful woman, and sat down next to her. "Sister, you are so beautiful." She turned her head and stretched out her hand to support her chubby legs.
Chin, said with a smile.
The woman was stunned for a moment, maybe she relaxed her vigilance just now, "Puch..." she smiled, showing her braided teeth, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in her beautiful eyes when she looked at the little guy. But she felt vaguely sad in her heart, I am so small
Are you struggling between life and death? Have you ever been so innocent and innocent like the little girl in front of me? Maybe only when I get along with him can I show my true self. I don’t know when you will come back.
You said you would come back as soon as possible, but it has been more than a month now. Except for the sudden roar of dragons and the roar of beasts from the Maple Forest Mountains half a month ago, there has been no movement at all. Did you know
, how worried is your Xueer about you? Xueer is waiting to go home with you and meet your parents.
"Sister, you look better when you smile." A flash of joy flashed in the girl's eyes, "Sister, please smile more. Don't think about those unhappy things." When she saw her beautiful sister at the door just now, she was so excited
She didn't smile, but she seemed quite sad, and she looked a little unhappy.
"Okay." The woman nodded lightly. Her beautiful face turned red for some reason, but the little girl didn't notice the change in her beautiful sister.
The woman's beautiful eyes couldn't help but feel a little fondness and hope, "Kid, what's your name?"
"My name is Wanwan, which means Wan of Harbor." The little guy stretched out his chubby white hands, drew a big circle in the air, and then gathered them into his arms. "Father said that mother is his harbor. So, I
I want to call it Wanwan.”
The woman's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and a trace of emotion flashed in her eyes, "Wanwan?" she murmured softly, as if she thought of something, her eyes became a little ethereal.
"Sister, what's your name?" The little girl stretched out her hand and pulled the woman's hand. Her big eyes were full of curiosity. This sister is so beautiful, and her little hands are so cold. It's so cool this summer. It's really cool.
good.
"Me?" the woman came back to her senses, "My name is Xue'er."
"Xue'er?" Wanwan tilted her head and looked at Xue'er seriously. Just when Xue'er felt a little frightened when she was looked at, she finally spoke like a little adult: "Oh, nice novel: Your father must think so too."
You are as beautiful as snowflakes, that's why you are called Xueer. Well..." The little guy was suddenly troubled again, and stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, "Then why aren't you called Snowflakes?"
Xue'er opened her mouth and was about to explain that her name was actually Mu Tianxue when she heard the little guy say to himself: "Well, Xue'er is a really nice name. Sister, can I also call you Xue'er?"
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"My Xue'er!" Suddenly, a roar of surprise came from the distance. The familiar voice made Xue'er stunned. Xiaowanwan also froze on the spot. The two of them turned their heads in unison to look at the person coming.
All I saw was a tattered gown. I couldn't tell whether the gown was originally black or white, because only the edge of the gown and the armpits were white, and the rest was a hazy black. What didn't match the dress was the dazzling hair.
The evil purple long hair is particularly attractive in the bright sunshine. Under the long hair, the evil handsome face is so attractive, and a pair of strange purple eyes are shining with longing and joy.
Xiaowanwan suddenly jumped off the stone chair and put on a vigilant posture, while Xueer looked at the visitor as if she was demented, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of tears, looking at the person in front of her quietly.
Strange man.
Xiaowanwan posed for a long time, and suddenly felt something was wrong. When she turned around, she found that her beautiful sister suddenly cried. Her beautiful eyes were filled with crystal clear tears, and the tears fell down her cheeks.
Against the background of the sunlight and the pink-blue sycamore flowers, the teardrops look like pink-blue pearls.
Xiaowanwan looked at her beautiful sister and suddenly felt angry. Regardless of how dangerous the man in front of her was, she ran straight in front of the man and kicked him in the leg. A small mark was left on the man's black gown.
Small white footprints. However, the man did not move. Just like before, his purple eyes were full of longing as he looked at the beautiful, demented woman.
The picture seemed to be still at this moment. I don't know how long it had passed. The man finally made a voice. "Xue'er, your morning child is back." This sentence seemed to be like a valve. Suddenly, the tears in the beautiful woman's eyes seemed to have stopped.
embankment.
Looking at the crying woman, the man hurriedly ran forward, and the beautiful woman also ran towards the man. The crystal clear teardrops were flying along the way, which was really beautiful.
Finally, the two met and looked at each other affectionately. The man stretched out his hands and hugged the woman tightly into his arms. The woman also leaned closely on the man's chest, feeling the man's strong chest and the sound of his heartbeat.
Xiaowanwan stood aside with a puzzled look on her face, watching the strange actions of the two people.
I don't know how much time passed, but the man and the beautiful woman were still hugging each other tightly, until Xiaowanwan's words forced the two to separate.
"Beautiful sister, do you have a lover? My mother once said that when you have a lover, you cannot hug the person you love casually, and you cannot eat the saliva of your lover, otherwise you will have children."