seven years

"Lei Shao~ hee hee hee, come out? So fast?"

There was a strange color in Sun Hang's eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. Watching Deng Hualei approaching, Yang Heng looked at Sun Hang, and patted Sun Hang's head with one hand, "Sun Hang! You are enough, just put away the bowl and you are done." Keep saying it!"

Sun Hang stuck out his tongue, Deng Hualei shook his head, pulled the chair away, sat down, picked up a book and read it, "Stop making trouble, please be quiet for a while."

Sun Hang and Yang Heng shrugged and ran to the sofa to play PSP...

……

"click"

"squeak"

The upstairs door slowly opened, Deng Hualei looked around, and saw Li Xiaowei walking out of the door neatly dressed, Deng Hualei stepped forward, "Why is Xiaowei getting up?"

Li Xiaowei smiled, "Brother Lei, Xiaowei can't sleep and wants to go for a walk, can you accompany me?"

Deng Hualei scratched Li Xiaowei's nose, "Little fool, of course I will accompany you."

After finishing speaking, Deng Hualei looked at the two people who were playing on the PSP, "Xiaohang, Xiaoheng, I'll go out with Xiaowei for a walk, you guys stay at home."

"Got it, got it, go quickly, remember to come back for dinner."

Deng Hualei nodded, took Li Xiaowei's hand and went out.

……

Because it rained all night, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and there were gusts of cool wind blowing from time to time. Deng Hualei looked at Li Xiaowei beside him, "Little Weiwei, where do you want to go?"

Li Xiaowei looked around, "I want to go...I want to go to the Ferris wheel."

"Okay, let's go to the Ferris wheel and listen to Xiaowei, hehehe."

Deng Hualei hailed a taxi and drove to the amusement park...

……

As soon as they arrived at the amusement park, a person wearing a felt hat appeared in the eyes of the two of them. Li Xiaowei smiled, "Brother Lei, that uncle is still here."

Deng Hualei looked at the man, "Yes, he is still here, hee hee, Xiao Wei, let's go, I'll sing for you."

Li Xiaowei smiled and shook his head, "Let me sing it to you brother."

Li Xiaowei walked up to the man, "Hi, uncle, we meet again."

Hearing Li Xiaowei's cute voice, the man unconsciously raised his head to look at Li Xiaowei, "It's you again, kid, do you want to sing again?"

Li Xiaowei nodded obediently, then handed the phone to the man, who also handed the microphone to Li Xiaowei, took the microphone, and the melody slowly sounded...

"The dandelion by the fence of the primary school is the tasteful scenery in memory... The agreement to grow up together is so clear, I believe that I have ticked it, and the agreement to travel together is the only wayward thing you insist on now... And I I can't tell if it's friendship or missed love..."

It’s not sweet and ethereal, it doesn’t have the innocent timbre that should exist, there are only choked sobs that span the ages and the sadness under the twinkling tears at the corners of the eyes...