"Meow" a soft cat meow attracted the attention of young Fu Xingran. He comforted the frightened cat, "Be good, cat, don't be afraid. Ah."
"Tangtang, don't run around." A clear child's voice came into Fu Xingran's ears. He raised his head and glanced at the person. That was the first time he saw Jiang Wanyue.
"Thank you, brother, for helping me take care of the cat. I'll give you a candy. Don't be unhappy. Eat candy and you'll be happy."
"Wan Yue, Jiang Wan Yue, it's time for us to go to dance class." "We'll be there soon. Goodbye, brother." The girl ran away. The citrus smell on her body was as clear as mountain spring water, lingering around him.
Fu Xingran tore open the wrapping paper and stuffed the lollipop into his mouth. The orange flavor exploded in his mouth, stimulating his taste buds. It was unforgettable, just like the girl who had only glanced at it a few times.
He walked to the wishing tree and tied a wish message, "I hope Jiang Wanyue is safe and happy."
Grow up
He ran to the wishing tree in the dust and found that there were a few more wishes and creeds where they had been tied. Each one of them said "I hope Fu Xingran will be safe all year round."
At that moment, he sat dejectedly under the tree. He had long lost his past calm and breezy look. The corners of his eyes were red, and his eye sockets were reddish. The tears in his eyes reflected the tiny light.
A cat meowing "meow" brought him back to his senses.
He raised his head like he did when he was a child. Jiang Wanyue was standing not far away holding Nuonuo in her arms, looking at him with a distressed look on her face. Tears were rolling in her eyes, but they didn't fall. She sighed, "You have fulfilled all your wishes."
She pursed her lips and turned her face away to hold back tears. The person she had been thinking about for five years was right in front of her, but she seemed to have lost her courage and dared not take a step forward. Before she could react, her boy ran to her desperately, put his arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly, for fear that if he could not hold her tightly, she would leave.
Ignoring her tiny struggle, he put his head on her shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I came back late and I made you feel wronged." That drop of suppressed tears finally fell.
The cute little sunshine heroine vs. The cold and depressed male protagonist
Intention: Life should always be filled with sunshine
