Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

[At the age of 13, you followed Gopher and were arranged to study in the family academy. You can directly join the Oak family after graduation]

[Pinocone is extremely prosperous in both reality and dreams. As a famous tourist planet, you have seen too much beauty and happiness here, and naturally there are more pain and misfortune]

[For example, light and shadow, happiness and suffering are always relative. Under the light of happiness, pain is set off to be closer to misfortune]

[At the age of 14, your grades are already the first in the academy. No matter how impeccable, you are perfect. You have to clean out a batch of love letters in your desk every day]

Puffing up her cute little mouth, she glanced at An Ming again and immediately retracted her sight.

Robin was sulking alone. After watching An Ming throw a pile of love letters into his backpack, she whispered: "What are you going to do with these love letters?"

Although she had received some love letters, they were not enough compared to the terrifying number of An Ming.

“扔掉。”

安明平静的说：“你不会要我一封封回复吧？当然，去丢给你哥让他锻炼一下拒绝的文笔也不错。”

“哥哥会揍你的！”

知更鸟转而露出松了口气的表情，凑到安明身边对他一本正经的说：“你还小，不许随便恋爱。”

“嗯？”

安明看向知更鸟那张愈发完美的脸颊，心想不知未来会有多少人为这张脸而痴迷。

下意识的伸出手想要触碰知更鸟柔顺的发丝，却又愣在了空中，现在的他真的能够给予知更鸟想要的幸福吗？

温暖的小手握着安明的手放在了那张美丽的脸颊上，知更鸟眨着动人的眸子，就这样安静的看着他。

“以前...你不会这么犹豫。”

那双眼眸间流露出些失落，耳后的小翅膀也蔫蔫的耷拉了下来。

An Ming's hand felt the warmth of Robin's cheek, and then moved back to the soft hair, "Robin, I just want you to be happy."

"You and your brother always say that," Robin puffed her lips in anger, and moved her beautiful face closer, "but you are all so far away from me!"

"If that is what happiness is, I don't need it!"

Robin just wants to be with her closest family forever, but for An Ming... it seems that they are more than just simple family.

After all, it is completely different from the feeling when she sees her brother. When they are together, her heartbeat speeds up, and she can't help but think about it after not seeing him for a long time, and she will feel sad when she sees his love letter.

Robin blushed and her heart beat fast when she thought of this. Isn't this the classic mood of a girl in love?

But they are still young. If her brother knew, he would definitely teach her a lesson.

If An Ming knew what Xiao Xiaoniao was thinking, he would probably smile and comfort her: It doesn't matter, your brother can't bear to teach his dearest sister a lesson, and he is the only one who died in the end.

Even if the robin launched a nuclear explosion on Pinocchio, it would still be Pinocchio's fault in Sunday's eyes.

Don't ask, the robin can't be wrong, it's either An Ming or the world that's wrong.

In the classroom at dusk.

An Ming looked at the sunset outside the window, but pretended to hold the robin's hand inadvertently.

The robin lowered his head slightly shyly, and wanted to see An Ming's expression curiously. Finally, An Ming gently pulled him into his arms, and his cheeks suddenly turned red, and he couldn't even say a word.

Although the little bird said it was very powerful, when it really started, it was shy and couldn't move.

"An Ming..."

"Hmm?"

"I like you."

The two leaned against each other shoulder to shoulder, holding each other's palms tightly.

[At 15, you started to practice piano with Robin in your spare time, teaching her piano skills, and also thinking about what kind of song would be suitable as the first song for your debut]

[Robin told you that when you become an adult, you will participate in the Pinocchio idol election. If you can stand out in the vote, you will get more display resources]

[At 16, you began to appear more often beside Gophermu, and your gentle smile quickly became popular on the big screen. Countless fans swept in and spontaneously formed a fan club for you on the Internet]

[The fallen musical genius - such a label was picked up by reporters from the ruins and hung on your head again, but it was just a name]

[At 17, Sunday encountered many confusions during his practice as Duoyin. Under Gophermu's arrangement, he became a volunteer of the church. When he becomes an adult, he can serve as a trainee priest to sort out the inner confusion of the people of Pinocchio]

"Rare."

"What do you mean?"

"Not with Robin?"

Church.

Sunday held a black book in his hand and nodded gently with a gentle but murderous look. Now he has accepted the fact that Robin likes An Ming.

There is no way to not accept it. After all, when they were at home, the two of them sat side by side on the sofa in the living room and held hands in front of him, but fortunately there was no further intimacy.

Sunday was really unhappy, but it was not particularly difficult to accept from the bottom of his heart.

His sister has liked An Ming since she was a child. This is what he saw. Moreover, although An Ming is a golden retriever, he is not the type of ghost fire golden retriever holding a B-ultrasound list.

Sunday is relieved that Robin is with An Ming, but he is unhappy.

Robin's heart was taken away that afternoon more than ten years ago, and it has never wavered until today.

"Do I have to bring Robin to see you? "An Ming sat beside Sunday with a smile, squinting his eyes at the statue that was particularly eye-catching in the sun.

"What's the matter?"

"You seem to be worried recently, so please check on your family."

An Ming raised his eyebrows and took the black book from Sunday's hand, "These days in the church seem to have had a profound impact on you."

Sunday leaned on the bench, watching the people coming and going in the church, and said calmly, "These people are all praying to God for the future with hope."

"The light of harmony embraces all beings, but it is just light."

God exists, but it is also ethereal and traceless.

Sunday murmured to himself: "Above all beings, we need someone to give all beings a future, that is the 'paradise' in our minds."

"For this... do you want to be a god above all beings?"

"I just want everyone to get fairness," Sunday said with a soft smile, "Well, as long as the robin is happy, it is enough. "

Perhaps he was thinking too much, or maybe paradise was a vague future.

Sunday just told An Ming about his ideals, but he didn't notice the serious look in An Ming's eyes.