I pretend to cultivate immortality in kindergarten.

Little He Qing bought two bunches of bananas and carried them to Lin Zhengran's house.

After four years, she finally came to this familiar place again with a nervous mood. She knocked on Lin Zhengran's door. Lin Zhengran's house was not much different from four years ago.

At first glance, although some home appliances and details have changed slightly, everything is so familiar.

Lin Yingjun and Lin Xiaoli, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV, saw a female classmate coming over. At first, they thought it was their son who had hooked up with other girls to come home. As a result, they were surprised and speechless when they recognized him.

"Hello, uncle and aunt..." He Qing greeted shyly.

After hearing the voice, Lin Xiaoli, in particular, looked at the little girl who was shy and not even as tall as her thighs, and now has grown into a beautiful and sweet girl of 1.5 meters, and couldn't help but greet: "Is this... Qingqing here?! How come Xiao Qingqing looks so pretty after not seeing her for many years?!" Lin Yingjun also hummed and straightened up and said with emotion: "Is it Qingqing?! Xiao Qingqing has grown so tall after not seeing her for a few years!" Xiao Heqing pursed her lips embarrassedly and handed the banana in her hand to the uncle and aunt: "Uncle and aunt, I haven't seen you for many years. This is something I bought for you. Although it is not expensive, it is a little gift from me. Thank you for taking care of me when I was a child." Lin Xiaoli laughed twice and walked to Xiao Heqing: "Oh, Xiao Qingqing comes to our house, do we need to buy What gift? Look at how unfamiliar you are with your uncle and aunt. Didn't your aunt tell you to treat this place as your own home when you were a child? "

Little He Qing nodded with an embarrassed smile: "Remember..."

Lin Xiaoli looked at the sweet appearance of the other party and smacked her lips and sighed: "Qingqing is really beautiful now. Are you with Ranran every day now?"

Little He Qing shook her head slowly: "No, aunt, because we are not in the same class, so we are not together usually, but we are together for meals and after school."

Lin Xiaoli nodded: "That's the same. Since you left, Ranran has been missing you every day and looking forward to your return every day." She looked up at her son: "Right, Ranran?"

Little He Qing looked back at Lin Zhengran in surprise, wondering if it was true or not. As a result, Lin Zhengran looked confused. He changed his shoes as soon as he entered the room and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He didn't hear what they were talking about at all: "Ah? Mom, what did you say?"

Lin Xiaoli did not repeat it, but whispered to Xiao Heqing: "Look, he just said ah, ah means nod."

Xiao Heqing was shy and couldn't speak.

She didn't know whether Lin Zhengran missed her, but she really missed Lin Zhengran. She looked forward to meeting him every day these years.

Lin Zhengran washed his face and went to the bedroom, just like going home normally.

Lin Xiaoli motioned Xiao Heqing to follow her. Xiao Heqing hummed a little and followed behind Lin Zhengran.

Lin Xiaoli hurriedly shouted: "I'll call you at lunch."

After the two entered the room and closed the door, Lin Xiaoli and her husband Lin Yingjun looked at each other, then smiled and sighed: "Qingqing is so beautiful now. I can't believe they can be together again after four years."

Lin Yingjun: "Girls change a lot when they grow up. You have a deep connection with Ranran."

In the bedroom, Lin Zhengran lay on the bed without hesitation, and little He Qing stood beside the bed: "Then... do you want to rest? Let me give you a massage? It's very comfortable."

Lin Zhengran closed his eyes: "It's hard work."

Hearing the response, little He Qing's face was very happy, and she shook her head like a rattle: "It's not hard, it's not hard, I'll give you a massage right away. I used to give grandma massages at home, and I'm very good at it."

She bit her lip and hurriedly walked to Lin Zhengran and sat down, pinching his shoulders with her little hands.

He Qing's arrival today made Lin Zhengran's parents very happy. They even prepared a large table of dishes for lunch. During the meal, the family laughed and chatted for a long time.

When eating shrimps, Xiao Heqing would still secretly put the body of the first shrimp on Lin Zhengran's plate, and suck the shrimp meat left in the shrimp head.

But Lin Zhengran also complained as usual, "Are you picky? Why don't you eat it for me?"

Xiao Heqing was so scared that she didn't dare to speak loudly: "I'm not picky, I want you to eat first..." Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin laughed after discovering their whispers: "It's just like when Ranran and Qingqing were in kindergarten, chatting secretly every time."

After dinner in the afternoon, Lin Zhengran said he was going out to buy something, and Xiao Heqing followed him.

She was curious about what Lin Zhengran was going to buy, and he had to go all the way to the mall.

Lin Zhengran responded casually: "I'm going to buy a birthday present for someone. She also gave it to me last year. I can't not return the favor. By the way, my mother asked me to buy you some snacks."

On Saturday, Xiao Heqing stayed with Lin Zhengran for a whole day before waving goodbye. Xiao Heqing was very happy on the way back.

But not everyone has a smile on their face all the time.

For example, in another residential building across the street.

A girl in casual shorts sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom with her thighs exposed, strumming a guitar in her hand, her long ponytails falling on both sides of her chest and sometimes swaying gently with the movement of her fingers.

The pink decoration in the room usually looks dreamy, but today the girl really can't appreciate it.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star, the sky is full of..." Jiang Xueli plucked the strings with her fingers, and the pleasant voice was slow: "Little star..."

Looking out the window, she could only see other buildings outside the glass, but she seemed to see a scene of a fool chatting and laughing with a girl in the bedroom.

The bedroom door was knocked, and it was Jiang Xueli's mother's voice: "Sherley, are you busy?"

Jiang Xueli responded: "Mom, tell me."

My mother asked through the bedroom door, "Tomorrow is your birthday. Are you planning to go out to play or will your parents spend the night with you?"

Jiang Xueli was stunned for a moment: "I think about it. Anyway, my birthday will be celebrated tomorrow night, so don't worry."

Mom didn't think much: "Okay, mom is fine in the afternoon, the company is off, it's not too late for you to make a decision at that time."

"Okay, thank you mom."

Hearing his mother's steps away, Jiang Xueli tugged the guitar strings again.

Suddenly, my whole body was lying straight on the bed, and my double ponytails seemed to have lost their usual vitality, quietly overlapping and crossing them together.

"Big idiot, what are you doing with He Qing today? I guess I don't know how happy you are, and you are also having a massage..." She said unconvincedly: "Who is the good guy in the family who wants a girl to give you a massage? You are in bed yourself Just sleep more!”

She put the guitar flat and stared into the distance with her watery eyes.

Jiang Xueli didn't sleep much that night. At night, she was lying on the bed bent her legs and holding the two movie tickets with one hand and the other with her cell phone.

He was entangled and entangled, lying and sitting, and tossing and turning several times he wanted to call Lin Zhengran to tell that tomorrow was his birthday.

I want to invite him to watch a movie.

But every time I put my finger on the dialing button, I dare not press it.

She even thought about sending a message, but the words were all typing one by one.

[Big idiot, do you know that tomorrow is my birthday? Although I don’t have to accompany you, I have inexplicably added two movie tickets here. Do you think you want to go with me to avoid wasting...]

She closed her eyes in shame and quickly deleted it, and couldn't send it: "It doesn't look like a confession! Anyone who reads it will misunderstand it!"

Hidden his head under the pillow and covered it with a quilt, escape from reality: "How can I tell him! Why haven't humans invented the technology of dream-supporting? If I can, I'll tell him in the dream."

After a while, Jiang Xueli reacted again and whispered to herself: "Come on, even if I think I'm embarrassed to say it even in my dream..."

The next morning, the birds on the roof of the community were chirping, and she was still holding her cell phone and the two movie tickets in a daze with her dark circles.

Until the mother in the living room shouted, "Sherley, mom and dad are going to work. If you go out, remember to get the key."

She sat up and looked out the bright window and reacted: "It's morning?! What did I do last night?!"

She gritted her teeth and stared at her phone: "No, I'm going to send a message! I'm going to send it! Otherwise, I'll really lose!"