A strand of long hair blew up from Liu Ruixuan's forehead, blocking his gaze from looking down at the person in his arms.
Xia Yang is right, this hair is indeed too long and should be cut.
This scene is so familiar.
It seemed like she was back to the way she was before Luo Yan suddenly appeared.
Suddenly he had a dream that was not very real, or maybe he was suffering from a disease, and Luo Yan never came out.
In front of him, the person he was hugging was exactly the person he was thinking about.
"Xiao Rui, you..."
Su Qianqian whispered and patted the left pocket of Liu Ruixuan's shirt.
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded, leaning against Su Qianqian's waist-length hair again, and took a deep breath.
The flavor he likes is a hint of lemon.
"Xiao Rui, you hugged me too tightly and it's a little difficult to breathe."
"..." When Liu Ruixuan heard this, he was startled for a moment, distanced himself a little, lowered his head and looked at Su Qianqian, a trace of surprise slipped through his eyes.
He obviously just hugged his cousin gently.
Where is it too tight?
Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly and looked at Su Qianqian who was right in front of him.
She has a bright and delicate face, a beautiful hairline and beautiful peaks. A smooth forehead, and a few naughty hairs are encouraged to fly in the evening breeze.
Hair blown by the wind, beautiful eyebrows, a straight nose, shallow pear dimples, and lips curved into a crescent shape.
lip?
A gust of breeze blew by, ruffling Liu Ruixuan's slightly longer hair on his forehead, and also blowing up a few strands of Su Qianqian's hair on her temples.
Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment, lowered his head, and stared intently at the face so close to him.
For a moment, I was fascinated by it.
"What are you looking at?" Su Qianqian raised her hand and waved it in front of Liu Ruixuan, gently brushing the messed up hair on his forehead.
"Ah?" Liu Ruixuan's face instantly turned red to his ears.
Su Qianqian's breath lingered in front of her, and her heart suddenly began to feel restless, "I didn't see anything."
Can he say that he is looking at her?
I can’t say that anyone has ever admitted to being a nymphomaniac.
Pretending to raise his hand inadvertently, but not knowing where to put it, his eyes blurred, he put it on Su Qianqian's shoulder, and called softly: "Qianqian."
"Huh?" Su Qianqian responded.
Looking at Su Qianqian's clear eyes, Liu Ruixuan suddenly became speechless again. In desperation, he hugged Su Qianqian into his arms.
What should I say?
Or maybe it would be right not to say anything and just hold her quietly.
It was like, in front of Xia Yang, everything he said could be seen through.
Huh, Xia Yang?
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but spit in his heart.
At this time, he actually thought of Xia Yang?
Xia Yang should still be watching the moon alone on the lake at this moment, right?
Liu Ruixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately felt relieved: He and Xia Yang were in the same boat, and both had missed each other painfully for ten years!
However, Xia Yang's love rival is in Zhu Yan's heart. Where is his love rival?
No, he has no love rival, his problem is the person in front of him.
In Qian Qian's heart - it seems that the most important thing is not him, but her drama.
How can a living person compete with a professional hobby?
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but want to scratch his head, but found that he was holding Qian Qian with both hands, and the depression in his heart relaxed slightly.
That's right, who doesn't have a hobby?
Just because she wants to spend the rest of her life with him, Qian Qian can't give up her drama.
In that case, he will not forgive himself.
Such superb acting skills made him almost believe that his cousin and the person in front of him were really two people.
Fortunately, I was smart and kept an eye out.
Clues were discovered.
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Look, now, Qian Qian, his cousin, allowed him to hug her without any objection.
"Xiao Rui."
Huh? Qianqian is calling him.
Liu Ruixuan was startled. This time he really just gently hugged Qian Qian's shoulders.
I didn't hug him very tightly.
"Xiao Rui?" Su Qianqian called again.
Some things are better to be explained clearly.
After all, she is leaving tomorrow.
My sister's third wish has been fulfilled, right?
Su Qianqian sighed heavily in her heart.
She thought of the past again, but they couldn't live in memories. Xiao Rui should have a better future.
Su Qianqian gently pulled the corner of Liu Ruixuan's clothes.
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded without letting go of the hug.
If Qian Qian doesn't say anything, he won't let go.
"The past is gone, there is no chasing it, and there is no need to look back."
Su Qianqian said softly, looking at the slender first quarter moon on the horizon, as if she was speaking to Liu Ruixuan, and also as if she was speaking to herself.
"..." Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment.
Is this telling him to forget the sadness and look forward to a better tomorrow together?
Qian Qian really thought more carefully than he did.
I couldn't help but feel lucky again. Fortunately, I didn't talk nonsense just now.
"Looking back, the clouds blocked the way back; looking back again, there were dense thorns."
A shallow voice came over again, like a whisper, but also like a whisper.
Huh? Liu Ruixuan blinked twice quickly and gently stroked Su Qianqian's waist-length hair.
Qianqian has become a poet again?
That's right, since then, his cousin has taught him 500 Tang poems.
However, before he could teach him two Song lyrics, his cousin left.
Hehe, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but snicker. From now on, we will have a lot of time to study Song Ci together.
"Looking back again, it suddenly seemed like a dream."
The sudden deepening of the voice made Liu Ruixuan's heart skip a beat.
Cousin, is this another new trick?
"So, Xiao Rui." Su Qianqian paused, looked away, and gently pushed Liu Ruixuan.
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded and looked towards Su Qianqian.
No matter what his cousin said, he would listen to her except for asking him to leave.
"Why are you so serious?"
Seeing the determination on Liu Ruixuan's face, Su Qianqian suddenly didn't know how to speak.
In fact, she can totally be selfish and just use her sister's name and accompany Xiao Rui for the rest of her life.
However, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.
She is just Su Qianqian and can never replace her sister.
It cannot replace the importance of sister in Xiao Rui's heart.
Xiao Rui just mistook her for her sister now.
What's more, Su Qianqian quietly said to herself that after today, she wanted to be herself.
No longer the shadow of my sister.
Just like Xia Yang said, everything in the past should end.
Not forgetting your original intention and returning to yourself is the best way to express your gratitude to your sister.
It is also the best explanation for myself and Xiao Rui.
A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it another intoxicating fragrance.
Su Qianqian raised her hand to smooth the broken hair on her forehead and looked at Liu Ruixuan: "You should have a better future, your own future."
"..." Liu Ruixuan's heart trembled, "My own future?"
His future, no, shouldn't it be their shared future?
"Yes." Su Qianqian nodded and smiled, "In your future, you will meet someone who can truly cry with you, laugh with you, and spend the rest of your life with you."
"I've already met you." Liu Ruixuan blurted out, "I don't care whether you are Su Qianqian or Ouyang Fuqian, I recognize you."
"..." Su Qianqian was startled and opened her mouth.
"If you are acting, I will act with you; if you like to look back on the past, I will also reminisce with you. If you want to cry, I will cry with you; if you want to laugh, I will revel with you, but..."
Before Liu Ruixuan finished speaking, there was nothing more to say.