"I will be fine. The flowers are still fragrant. As time goes by, the memories are so beautiful..."
Looking at the raindrops in front of her, Su Qianqian couldn't help but gently hum the song that her sister had once hummed.
In that kind of singing, she remembered that story from long ago again.
I remember the conversation that happened later that day.
Her sister told her not to worry, she would be with her and they would all be fine.
Su Qianqian nodded heavily, smiled at her sister, and responded: Well, we will all be fine.
Then he rested his head on her sister's shoulder habitually, listening to her sister humming the song softly:
I will be fine/the flowers will still be fragrant/time will go by/the memories are so beautiful/I will be with you/always thinking about you/you will no longer be a memory in my heart...
In that kind of singing, Su Wangqian listened quietly.
Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he raised his head again.
No, the lyrics seem to have been changed again.
Su Qianqian looked towards her sister and saw her sister turning her head to look out the window, just like she did when she stood in front of the door.
Ahem, cough, cough, what is sister thinking?
Su Qianqian couldn't help but frown, thought again and again, and coughed lightly.
My sister actually didn't look back.
Su Qianqian blinked her big shining eyes. Could it be that she was right.
Who is my sister really thinking about?
However, Su Qianqian thought about the boys in the class she just mentioned. Her sister didn't seem to have anything special about those boys. In other words, she clearly saw that when she mentioned those boys
When she was a little boy, the expression on my sister's face didn't change at all, it was still the same as before, she was just slightly startled.
I thought she was overthinking it.
Now it seems that she thinks less.
Those little boys are not the ones that my sister pays attention to. Ahem, I said it wrong. They are not the people that my sister pays attention to.
In other words, the people my sister pays attention to are not among those little boys.
Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her sister's profile: her fair face was like a porcelain doll, and her slightly long eyelashes fluttered occasionally, like a bird that was about to flap its wings and fly away at any time.
Butterfly.
Just looking at my sister's profile and listening to her singing until the song ended.
Su Qianqian rested her head on her sister's shoulder again and sighed softly.
"What's wrong?" came my sister's gentle voice.
Before she finished speaking, she felt the weight and warmth of her sister's hand on her head.
Su Qianqian raised her head and looked at her sister: "Why are the lyrics different again?"
"Yeah." My sister suddenly laughed, "There are two verses in this lyrics. Aren't all songs like this?"
"Really?" Su Qianqian tilted her head, looked at her sister seriously, then shook her head gently, "No."
"What's wrong?" My sister gently pulled her high ponytail, "You should tell me."
"Hehe," Su Qianqian narrowed her eyes deliberately, raised her eyebrows, and moved towards her sister, sliding her fingers across her fair face, "Unfortunately, I'm just a younger sister."
"Oh?" Sister responded, held Su Qianqian's hand, and laughed, "Is it possible that you still want to be a younger brother?"
"If I have a choice, I want to be a brother." Su Qianqian stood up and shook her sister's hand, "I will only be your brother."
"Huh?" My sister was startled for a moment, then immediately laughed again, "What are you talking about?"
"I said, if I have a choice, I hope I can be your elder brother, not your younger brother or your younger sister." Su Qianqian said seriously with a straight face.
"Why?" My sister suddenly lowered her head and smiled, then raised her head and asked, "For me, as long as it's you, it doesn't matter if I'm my sister or my brother."
"Ah?" Su Qianqian was slightly startled, then sat next to her sister, "What a pity, I'm just a sister now."
"What's wrong with my sister?" My sister laughed, caressed Su Qianqian's face, and held up a few strands of hair on her forehead, "Being sisters is such a good thing."
"Sisters are great." Su Qianqian smiled, "But if I have a choice, I still hope that I can be an older brother, preferably."
Su Qianqian stopped mid-sentence, raised her eyebrows and smiled at her sister maliciously.
"What is it?" My sister raised her hand and poked her forehead, "Little girl, what are you thinking about in this little head."
"I'm thinking of you." Su Qianqian blurted out.
"Ah?" My sister was slightly startled, and her eyes widened slightly. In just a moment, she returned to her normal state, "I have always been by your side, and I have never been far away. From the time you were born to
Now, I'm always here."
"Huh?" Su Qianqian was stunned.
From her birth to now?
How come she doesn't know about such a thing?
Ahem, yes, she is just a younger sister, so naturally she doesn’t remember her birth.
But, why did my sister suddenly say this?
Su Qianqian looked at her sister intently.
"The first time I saw you, I knew you would be my sister." My sister laughed, "Look, I was right. If you were a brother, I wouldn't want you."
"Where did you see me?" Su Qianqian blurted out uncontrollably.
Her heart suddenly rose to her throat.
Many people say that she looks very much like her sister.
However, many people don’t know that she was taken back from the orphanage by her sister when she was six years old.
"Of course it was in the orphanage." My sister smiled and scratched Su Qianqian's little nose, "I was one and a half years old that year."
Huh? When Su Qianqian heard this, she was startled for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing.
My sister really knows how to joke.
How can you have memories when you are one and a half years old?
Her memory also started when she was three and a half years old.
In her memory, there is a very beautiful and kind young lady who comes to visit her every weekend with her tall, handsome uncle and very beautiful aunt.
I brought her a lot of things and gave some to other children, but the most was hers.
She remembered that she had the most toys and books among the children in the orphanage.
She remembered that her clothes were the most beautiful and well-fitting among the children in the orphanage.
She still remembers that she was the happiest child in the eyes of the group of children.
At that time, she thought, maybe, such days would continue forever.
It wasn't until one day when one of the children was suddenly taken away by a strange uncle and aunt that she finally understood.
In the end, they, the children who grew up in the orphanage, will eventually be separated. In the end, they will be like duckweeds and dandelions. When the wind blows, they will float to who knows where.
What about her?
Watching the children being taken away by a strange uncle and aunt when they turned six years old, she couldn't help but think of that beautiful little sister, that tall and handsome uncle, and that every-year-old uncle.
Every time I come here, I will hug her for three minutes before letting go of her beautiful aunt.
Will they take her away when she is six years old?
Or, when she was six years old, she was suddenly informed that she was taken away by a pair of strange uncles and aunts?