I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

Unexpectedly, his whispering was heard, and Qu Mubai immediately frowned, "If you hear something, just say it."

"I won't miss it in the future." Wen Heng rubbed the child's head, "Don't worry, I will spend my birthday with you in the future."

"...The most important moment in life is not limited to birthdays..." Unexpectedly, he became serious, and he didn't know where he heard the remarks, counting with Wen Heng with his short, fat little fingers, "Xiao Sheng Chu, Chu Sheng Gao, Gao Sheng Da, and engagement, marriage, these you also want to come!"

"Engagement is usually when the parents of both parties meet. What did I do in the past?"

"I don't care!" Hearing the rebuttal, the child became upset, his face was puffy and unreasonable, "Anyway...you're coming here anyway."

"Did you hear me!"

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll try my best." Wen Heng comforted, and handed over the drink next to him, "Hurry up and go to the amusement park soon!"

……

11 years old, 12 years old, 13 years old, Xiao Shengchu, 14 years old...

Every year, Wen Heng arrives as scheduled, but the time seems to be shortening slowly, from the first two or three days to one day, one night, one day, half a day... In the end, only a few hours are left for the two of them. .

But at the very least, the two of them can complete the traditions of each year.

Until Qu Mubai's 17th birthday, when the two came out of KFC, Wen Heng couldn't help squinting his eyes under the scorching sun.

"How long can you stay this time?" Qu Mubai also felt hot, and only after he licked the ice cream in his hand did he feel that the heat had dropped a bit.

"Well...I don't know either."

"I'm going to take the college entrance examination in a few days..." Qu Mubai didn't look up, his eyes fixed on the ice cream in his hand, as if he wanted to make a hole in it, "Can you come?"

"It should be possible." Wen Heng frowned, only thinking that the sun was too hot this year, so why not go to the amusement park at that time?

While he was thinking, Qu Mubai next to him pursed his lips, as if he was nervous about something, he cleared his throat deliberately,

"Then I will tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Wen Heng felt that he was about to heat up.

"I'll tell you when the time comes... Also, remember to bring a bouquet of roses, red ones, to celebrate the end of my college entrance examination."

"Rose?" Wen Heng wondered, "Red roses are used for celebration?"

"Why do you care so much! Take it with you!"

"...OK, can you tell me what's going on now?"

"cannot!"

...Alright, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, Wen Heng used his hand as a fan to fan the wind twice, and decided to skip this topic and turn to a more important issue at present.

If it's a hot day, don't go to the playground.

Fortunately, Qu Mubai was not so stuck on the playground.In the end, the two discussed it, and for the first time decided not to go to the amusement park on Children's Day, because it was really terribly sunburned.

Instead, I found a quiet and comfortable small teahouse, and chatted from time to time until...

"I have to go now."

The body began to become transparent, Wen Heng raised his head and glanced at the time, it was six o'clock, one hour earlier than last time...

Qu Mubai on the opposite side was already used to it, and he acted calmer than Wen Heng, even picked up the cup and took a sip of tea casually, but finally opened his mouth seemingly unintentionally,

"Don't forget to bring flowers!"

"understood."

The three words, along with the disappearance of the youth, also dissipated into the air together.

In the quiet box, the young man sat silently for a while, got up after a while, picked up the tea opposite him, drank it down,

"Don't forget, don't forget."

Unfortunately, he missed the appointment...

As if to ease the depressed mood of the candidates, there was a light rain for the first time in the two days of the college entrance examination in Kyoto, which has no rain all year round.

Wen Heng appeared in an alley that no one passed by one day, he checked the time on his phone, it was one o'clock in the afternoon on June [-]th.

At this time, Qu Mubai should be taking a nap in the dormitory. He wiped the rainwater off his face, looked around, and finally ran to the right.

He wants to hurry up and buy a bouquet of roses.

Probably because of the college entrance examination, in order to let candidates have a quiet environment for the exam, the shops on a street near the school were closed, and even at the intersection, there were signs prohibiting traffic.

In addition, there are not many flower shops, so Wen Heng ran a long way before finding a flower habitat space that was open. He opened the door, and the wind chimes hanging above made a crisp sound. With a sweet smile on it,

"Welcome, what do you need?"

"Rose flowers!" Wen Heng replied, and after a pause, he added, "Red ones, better wrapped."

"Okay sir, how many flowers do you need?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Jianwenheng showed doubts on his face, smiled with a baby face, and patiently explained to him,

"Giving roses is about meaning, for example, one represents wholeheartedness, three represents I love you...ten represents perfection..."

"Only ten flowers!" Wen Heng interrupted the little shop assistant's passionate science time, smiled awkwardly, and repeated, "Ten flowers, ten flowers will do."

"Ok sir."

Probably because there were too many packages, practice makes perfect, and soon the clerk handed the bouquet to the young man who was waiting aside. Coincidentally, the sky had stopped raining at this time, but the sun was still covered by clouds, and it occasionally blew The two strands of cool breeze made the air more fresh. Wen Heng held the bouquet, and when he opened the door, he heard the polite but warm words from the little clerk behind him,

"Welcome to visit next time, I wish you a happy life."

"Thank you."

Wen Heng nodded at her, turned around and ran towards the school.

Although it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, the gate of the school was already surrounded by anxiously waiting parents. Wen Heng was standing outside, holding the bouquet tightly in his hands, feeling nervous involuntarily.

The uncle at the side wiped the sweat from his forehead, and from the corner of his eye, he saw this boy beside him, who looked very young in comparison, strike up a conversation in a familiar way,

"Are you waiting for your brother?"

"..." Wen Heng didn't think he was asking him at first, but after realizing it, he waved his hand hastily, "No, it's not, uh, it's okay."

"Hey," the uncle waved his hand, "whether it is or not, it is very important to you anyway, otherwise who wants to be crowded here at noon."

"...Indeed." Wen Heng fiddled with the rose in his hand, raised his eyes past the school gate, and looked at the quiet and serious teaching building inside, as if answering the uncle, but also answering himself, "It's really important."

Anyway, it's okay, the uncle may be too boring.Pulling Wen Heng to chat about the daily routine, the time passed quietly while the two of them were chatting with each other.

The moment the exam bell rang, it was announcing the end of the exam, but it was more like announcing the end of a battle involving students and parents.

As the bell rang, the test papers came from one classroom after another. Inside the school, all the students stood up and left the classroom in order. Outside the school, the parents rushed to the door, stretching their necks and looking at the one in their home. , even the uncle who was chatting with Wen Heng just a second ago has disappeared into the crowd at this moment.

Wen Heng was holding the rose, just about to go forward.The heart suddenly seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, thump, thump, thump——

With eyes wide open because of fright, Wen Heng gritted his teeth and walked forward with difficulty, but was swayed left and right by the parents who rushed up.In the school, Qu Mubai surpassed one classmate after another and ran towards the gate.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

Behind the noisy crowd, on the potholed street, next to the muddy sneakers,

A bouquet of roses in full bloom lay there quietly.

It rained again.