〖short story〗

After planting flowers yesterday, Luo Xiaomei said that she wanted to watch the sunrise.

So at four o'clock in the morning, Li Zhuxue went to her room to wake her up, and the two carried the quilt to the balcony on the second floor, lay side by side on the deck chairs, looked at the sky full of stars, and waited silently for the dawn.

After Li Zhuxue came back, she had seen the sunrise many times. She really liked the little rituals in life, but she was usually too lazy to show it. Now that she was here, no one noticed her, so she just let go.

She still remembered that when she watched the sunrise on the first day, as soon as the sun appeared from the horizon, she only felt that the whole body was cooler, and the trees bathed in the sun in the distance looked warm.

Later, when the sun rose so high that her cheeks were flushed, Li Zhuxue still remembered the feeling at that time, making her mistakenly think that the sun was always cool from the beginning to the end.

The good thing is that people don't live by facts, but by feelings.

Luo Xiaomei was lying on the recliner, squinting her eyes, and said drowsily: "Da Xueer, I'll squint for a while...you call me..." After finishing speaking, her breathing was stretched, and she should have fallen asleep.

Li Zhuxue looked up at the stars in the sky. It was a very bright star, but it was definitely not big, like a hole in the curtain that had been punctured.

Luo Xiaomei suddenly reached out and hugged her waist, Li Zhuxue froze, turned her gaze away from the stars, and turned to look at her.

In fact, she rarely looked at Luo Xiaomei's appearance seriously.

The closer one gets to a person, the less one carefully observes her facial features.

Being so close, Luo Xiaomei just fell asleep again, so she looked at it seriously.

She always thought that Luo Xiaomei was beautiful, with a small face, bright eyes, and fair skin, but now she looked carefully and found that there were slight brown spots on her cheeks.Commonly known as "mazi".

I still remember the joke I saw before, saying that someone laughed at Mazi's face like scattered stars in the sky.

This is probably the most poetic malice.

Li Zhuxue looked away, and silently moved her body closer to Luo Xiaomei.

The night wind is very cold, as I said last time.

The sunrise was about six o'clock, and Luo Xiaomei woke up consciously without Li Zhuxue waking her up. Looking at the horizon gradually turning white in the distance, Luo Xiaomei couldn't help cheering: "Da Xueer, hurry up!" Look, it's sunrise!"

As a teacher, Luo Xiaomei called it like this, which made her feel very lifeless.

But so what, no one is omniscient, and in some situations, everyone is an idiot.

Li Zhuxue, whose shoulders were shaken by Luo Xiaomei, silently called Luo Xiaomei in her heart, idiot.

The sunrise was very short, but within 10 minutes, the sun was like a hard-boiled egg, which faded from the strong color when it was yellow, and turned into light yellow and light white.And Luo Xiaomei has been chasing after it like a sunflower.

Li Zhuxue peeked at Luo Xiaomei, the curve of her slightly raised neck reminded her of her previous dream, the background in the distance was surrounded by mountains and fields, exactly the same as in the dream.

Li Zhuxue thought, today's sunrise seems to be different from usual, it seems to be a little more popular.

No wonder she has always disliked landscape painting, it is too monotonous, there are two faint figures in a blank place, it is estimated that it will be very beautiful.

After watching the sunrise, Luo Xiaomei still didn't want to go downstairs, she lay on the recliner, coquettishly without paying attention: "Da Xue'er, I'll stay for a while, just for a while, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Li Zhuxue followed her tone, but she was still afraid that the increasingly intense sun would burn her, so she could only bring the beach hat that Luo Xiaomei wore yesterday, and hold it on the floor of Luo Xiaomei. Four or five inches above Mei's face was blocking the sun.

Luo Xiaomei was lying on the recliner, staring at Li Zhuxue with her big eyes. Li Zhuxue avoided her gaze and looked into the distance, where there was an early-rising peasant woman walking in the field.

Luo Xiaomei was still staring at her, her face was covered by the shadow of the beach hat, and the sunlight leaked through the gaps in the hat's weaving.

"Da Xueer, you are so kind to me."

"Ah."

"Will you always be this nice to me?"

"Ah."

"Then we'll never be apart."

"Um"

"Aside from um, can you say anything else?"

"Oh."