The sun shone lazily on the window sill, and four-year-old Nan slightly raised her little face. Her big, watery eyes were full of curiosity, and she stared unblinkingly at the elegant Nan Xiran in front of her. There was undisguised exclamation in her milky voice: "Sister, are you a fairy? Why are you so beautiful?"
The corners of Nan Xiran's mouth curved softly, and her fingertips gently brushed the little girl's soft hair: "I'm not a fairy, Weiwei. My name is Nan Xiran."
"Nan Xiran?" Nan Weiwei's eyes suddenly lit up as if they were falling into stars, and a smile of surprise broke out on her face, "What a coincidence! My surname is Nan too! My name is Nan Weiwei!"
Nan Xiran's heart was touched by this pure joy, and she couldn't help but rub her little head again. Her voice was as soft as the wind: "Well, what a coincidence. From now on, I will be your aunt."
Time flows like a stream, and the hibiscus flowers bloom and fall. Nine-year-old Nan Weiwei stood in front of Nan Xiran, her little face full of seriousness beyond her years. She said every word with unquestionable determination: "Aunt, when I grow up, I will take care of you, okay? I will protect you." That childish promise flowed into her heart like a warm current, Nan Xiran smiled and nodded solemnly.
In the blink of an eye, another nine years passed, and eighteen-year-old Nan Weiwei was as bright and fresh as a gardenia blooming in early summer. The unspeakable feelings that had accumulated in her heart for so long finally turned into a lingering "Sauvignon Blanc" that day, and was sent to the person who occupied the most important position in her life with her heartbeat:
> "Acacia, acacia. How many branches can acacia produce at 26 o'clock?
> Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc. A lifetime of lovesickness, a lifetime of infatuation, this life has no end. "
The light from the mobile phone screen reflected in Nan Xiran's eyes, and the words were like pebbles thrown into the lake of heart, causing ripples that were difficult to calm down. She was silent for a long time, her fingertips hovering above the screen, and finally tapped to reply: "Weiwei, do you know what "Sauvignon Blanc"... Represents?"
This line of words was like a cold needle, instantly piercing Nan's slightly bulging expectations. His eyes suddenly turned red, his vision blurred rapidly, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and he almost immediately chased me with a crying voice: "Aunt... Do you hate me? You said you wouldn't let me go..." Cold tears fell silently.
Looking at the sobbing reply, Nan Xiran couldn't bear it in her heart, and a sigh escaped her lips: "I don't hate you, Weiwei. It's just... Maybe we should keep some distance between us, so that it's good for both of us."
"Distance?" Nan Weiwei's emotions were instantly ignited, and her voice was full of confusion and resistance. "Why do we have to keep a distance? Auntie, I don't want it!" The text messages asked one after another, with anxious urgency.
On the other side of the screen, Nan Xiran pursed her lips tightly, and the long-suppressed annoyance in her heart finally broke through the floodgates. The fingertips paused on the screen for a moment, and finally sent it: "Because... I am gay. Is this okay? We shouldn't..."
This answer did not make Nan Wei flinch. Instead, it was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, igniting her courage to make a desperate move. She replied almost immediately, and every word was like a tempered oath:
> "So what if you're gay? Auntie, me too! I like you, I've liked you since a long time ago!"
> "'The spring breeze and I are both passers-by, you carry the autumn water to embrace the stars'... Auntie, you are the only galaxy in my eyes."
> "'May we be able to look back in time and grow old together with deep affection'... This is my wish."
> "'I am lucky enough to meet you in my third life, even if it is sad, it is love'... My feelings for you have never changed and will never change!"
When the news was sent out, the world seemed to quiet down instantly. Nan Weiwei clutched the hot phone tightly, her knuckles turned white and her chest heaved violently. Those eyes that were once full of innocent curiosity were now filled with inexorable anticipation and anxiety, staring at the screen, waiting for the fateful response...
Concept: A scheming little loli likes a beautiful and kind aunt