Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 535 The Most Romantic Thing - Memories
"I will be fine, the flowers are still fragrant, time keeps passing, the memories are so beautiful..."

Looking at the raindrops in front of her, Su Qianqian couldn't help humming softly the song her sister used to hum.

In that singing, she thought of the story from a long time ago.

Think of the conversation that followed that day.

My sister told her, don't worry, my sister will be with her, and they will be fine.

Su Qianqian nodded heavily, smiled at her sister, and replied: Well, we will all be fine.

Then I leaned my head on my sister's shoulder habitually, listening to my sister humming the song softly:

I will be fine / The flowers are still fragrant / Time goes on / Memories are so beautiful / I will look after you / I always think about you / You have become a memory in my heart...

In that singing, Su Qianqian listened quietly.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he raised his head again.

No, the lyrics seem to have changed again.

Su Qianqian looked at her sister, and saw her sister turning her head to look out of the window, just like when she was standing in front of the door before.

Cough cough cough, what is sister thinking?

Su Qianqian couldn't help but frowned, thought and thought, and coughed lightly.

My sister didn't look back.

Su Qianqian blinked her big sparkling eyes, could it be that she was right.

Who is my sister really thinking about?

However, Su Qianqian thought of the little boys in the class mentioned just now. Her sister didn't seem to have anything special about those little boys. When I was a little boy, the expression on my sister's face didn't change at all, it was still the same as before, only slightly startled.

I thought she was thinking too much.

Now it seems that she thinks less.

Those little boys are not the ones my sister pays attention to, ahem, I was wrong, they are not the ones my sister pays attention to.

In other words, the people my sister cares about are not among those few boys.

Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at her sister's side face: her fair face was like a porcelain doll, her slightly long eyelashes flickered occasionally, like a butterfly that would flutter its wings and take flight at any time.

Just looking at my sister's side face like that, listening to my sister humming until the end of the song.

Su Qianqian leaned her head on her sister's shoulder again, and sighed softly.
"What's wrong?" My sister's gentle voice came over.

Before she finished speaking, she felt the weight and warmth of her sister's palm touching her head.

Su Qianqian raised her head and looked at her sister: "Why are the lyrics different?"

"Yeah." My sister suddenly laughed, "There are two verses in this lyrics, isn't it like this in most songs?"

"Really?" Su Qianqian tilted her head, looked at her sister seriously, then shook her head slightly, "No."

"What's wrong?" My sister gently pulled her high ponytail, "You should tell me."

"Hee hee," Su Qianqian narrowed her eyes on purpose, raised her eyebrows, moved towards her sister, and slid her fingers across her fair face, "Unfortunately, I'm just a younger sister."

"Oh?" The elder sister responded, held Su Qianqian's hand, and laughed, "Could it be that you still want to be a younger brother?"

"If I could choose, I would like to be an older brother." Su Qianqian stood up and shook her sister's hand, "Just be your older brother."

"Huh?" My sister was startled for a moment, then immediately laughed again, "What are you talking about?"

"I said, if I had a choice, I hope that I can be your elder brother, not your younger brother or younger sister." Su Qianqian said seriously, keeping her 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 it's my sister or my brother."

"Ah?" Su Qianqian was slightly startled, and sat next to her sister again, "It's a pity, I'm just a younger sister now."

"What's wrong with my sister?" The elder sister laughed, caressing Su Qianqian's face, and brushing a few strands of hair on her forehead, "It's such a good thing to be a sister."

"Sisters are very good." Su Qianqian smiled, "But, if I can choose, I still hope that I can be an older brother, preferably."

Su Qianqian stopped halfway through her 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 is going on in this little head."

"I'm thinking of you." Su Qianqian blurted out.

"Ah?" My sister was startled for a moment, her eyes widened a little, and she returned to her normal state in just a moment, "I have always been by your side, never gone far, from the moment you were born to Now, I'm always there."

"Huh?" Su Qianqian was stunned.

From her birth to now?
How could she not know about such a thing?
Ahem, yes, she is just a younger sister, so naturally she doesn't remember the circumstances of her birth.

But, why did my sister suddenly say that?
Su Qianqian looked at her sister steadily.

"The first time I saw you, I knew you would be my sister." My sister laughed, "Look, I'm not wrong. If you were an older brother, I wouldn't want you."

"Where did you meet me?" Su Qianqian couldn't help blurting out.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

Many people say that she looks a lot 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 I was in the orphanage." My sister scratched Su Qianqian's little nose with a smile, "I was one and a half years old that year."

ah?Su Qianqian was startled when she heard the words, and then couldn't help laughing.

My sister is really good at joking.

How can I remember when I was one and a half years old?
Her memory also began when she was three and a half years old.

In her memory, there was a very beautiful and kind young lady who would visit her every weekend with her tall, handsome uncle and beautiful aunt.

I brought her a lot of things, and I will share some with other children, but the most are still hers.

She remembered that her toys and books were the most among the children in the orphanage.

She remembered that her dress was the most beautiful and fitting one among the children in the orphanage.

She still remembered that she was the happiest child in the eyes of that group of children.

At that time, she thought, maybe, that kind of day will last forever.

She didn't understand until one day, when one of the children was suddenly taken away by a pair of strange uncle and aunt.

In the end, the group of children who grew up in the orphanage will be separated in the end, and they will be like duckweed, like dandelions, when the wind blows, they don't know where they will go.

What about her?

Looking at each child, when they were taken away by a strange uncle and aunt when they were six years old, she couldn't help but think of that beautiful young lady, that tall and handsome uncle, and that every Every time I come here, the beautiful aunt will hold her for 3 minutes before letting go.

Will they take her away when she is six years old?
Or, when she was six years old, she was also suddenly notified that she was taken away by a pair of strange uncles and aunts?

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