When twelve-year-old Jian Xiacheng met Zhou Luomu for the first time, Jian Xiacheng said to him, "Hey, new guy, my name is Jian Xiacheng, what's your name?"
Jian Xiacheng clearly heard him say three words: "Zhou Luomu"
Jian Xiacheng curiously walked around Xiao Luomu several times, and finally his eyes stopped on his face. Although Zhou Luomu was only eleven years old at this time, his facial features were surprisingly delicate, like a little porcelain doll. Jian Xiacheng pinched the face that was favored by the creator, and then said: "Little porcelain doll, call me brother, I will protect you from now on."
The little porcelain doll was amused by his words and thought: Why is this brother a little bit too smart? Jian Xiacheng was attracted by this bright smile and thought: A living porcelain doll. The living porcelain doll smiled and said to him: "Brother Xia Cheng. Brother, if I call you brother, you can't let others bully me, okay?"
Jian Xiacheng felt that he had won a real treasure, so he rubbed his head and promised him: "Okay, Jian Xiacheng will not change his name in this life, and Jian Xiacheng will protect you in this life!"
Zhou Luomu called this brother all his life until sunset. This promise would cover Jian Xia's life until sunset.
"Brother, I want to watch the sunrise."
"Okay, I'll take you to see it."
Many years later, Jian Xiacheng took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album. The young man on the screen was smiling like a spring breeze. And he was already a gray old man, with traces of time all over his face.
Jian Xiacheng looked at the young man tenderly, gently caressed the young man's face with his hand, and smiled faintly. I said to myself: "Little porcelain doll, you still haven't changed." But I am getting older.
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If the sick bone is attacked by the x small sun, the result will be be, and the attack will not be bad.
Another important pair of CPs are Shen Ruxing and Xu Jiayang. I guess I'll be happy with this pair, it's supposed to be sweet? It's just a rough idea at the moment. I don't know when I will write it, it depends on the situation.
Idea: Taking a walk one day, I looked up at the light of the setting sun, and then I composed "Twilight"