Twins' souls and destinies are all tied with silk thread, though slender and long, although this is the only one, it will last forever. They are dependent on each other and love each other. They are the only ones who will never betray each other.

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One

There are some naughty white clouds floating in the sky.

The sunlight reflects a light spot through the gaps in the trees, and the unknown purple flowers are swaying gently in the warm wind, with a dreamy atmosphere.

Everything looks so beautiful.

He Xiangyang casually leaned back on the blue-gray stone chair, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and felt the warmth of this afternoon. The oblique broken bangs were scattered by the wind, and the review materials in his hand were opened and closed page by page ...

"Classmate, can I sit here?"

suddenly, a clear voice sounded like a wind chime.

I narrowed my sleepy eyes and subconsciously wanted to lift my face, but I felt a strong dizziness. I don't know if it was the strong sunlight or the girl.

She has long black hair like a waterfall, thin arch eyebrows and starlight in dark eyes, but her skin is as white as snow.

The girl didn't notice He Xiangyang's gaffe, but just stared at her.

"Sure, just sit here." Xiang-yang he cleared his mind, turned over and made a seat.

"Thank you. What's your name and what class are you in?" The girl is very polite and smiles lightly.

He Xiangyang closed the book and made a very light noise.

"He Xiangyang, Class 2, Grade 1."

The girl's eyelashes seemed to quiver, and her eyes flashed a trace of sadness, but they were quickly covered.

"I'm Liu Yi from Class 8, Grade 1. Nice to meet you."

Liu Yi smiled at He Xiangyang, smiling like a flower.

The leaves are rustled by the breeze, and the mottled sunshine is scattered all over the floor.

Er

He Xiangyang never thought that he would become friends with Liu Yi.

after all, they only met once.

Since that meeting, Liu Yi began to look for He Xiangyang frequently. At first, she borrowed books, notebooks and other reasons, and later she directly helped her deliver meals.

Every time He Xiangyang receives a meal from Liu Yi, she first feels very surprised, because the lunch box is full of her favorite dishes. She remembers that she never told anyone what she likes to eat, and then she couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food, so she ate a painful meal without saying anything.

So, He Xiangyang began to accept Liu Yi gradually.

He Xiangyang once asked Liu Yi what songs she liked best, and Liu Yi said that Chen Qizhen's Little Dust was her favorite song, because her songs were simple, unpretentious and uncut, just like pure white flowers in summer.

He Xiangyang never gave up and asked, "You have a beautiful voice. Why don't you go to the Conservatory of Music?"

"Because I want to protect someone, I don't want to do anything else until I protect her." When Liu Yi said this sentence, the two dimples on her cheek disappeared, but she changed into very serious eyes.

He Xiangyang was shocked, and felt that Liu Yi's clear eyes like a pool of autumn water seemed to want to tell himself something.

"Oh, the person who wants to be guarded by you must be very happy." Xiang-yang he smiled and didn't continue to ask.

Liu Yi didn't say anything, but looked up at the sky.

He Xiangyang, I wish you happiness.

she said with a smile in her heart.

3

It has been raining.

Beads of rain the size of beans drop by drop down the eaves, flow on the transparent glass windows, and finally quietly fall into the soil and disperse with the water vapor.

the rain masks the noise of the city, revealing a bit of tranquility, but it is depressing.

He Xiangyang stood in the corridor and handed Liu Yi an umbrella, which was pure white and stood out in the rain.

Liu Yi took the umbrella, looked at He Xiangyang and said softly, "Xiangyang, will you accompany me to a place?"

He Xiangyang glanced at the still raining outside the window and looked at Liu Yi with some worries: "It's raining, Liu Yi, shall we go again when it's sunny?"

"No, I have to go now, now." Although it is a plain word, it was firmly said by Liu Yi.

He Xiangyang looked at Liu Yi with a firm face.

What's wrong with Liu Yi recently? She's always pestering herself to go here and there. Is there something at home? And helplessly sighed.

"ok, I'll go with you."

Liu Yi's face finally became rosy. "Thank you, Xiangyang."

He Xiangyang took Liu Yi's hand, but he felt bitterly cold. Why is Xiao Yi's hand so cold? Maybe it's too cold. So he pulled Liu Yi's hand even tighter.

Liu Yi just walked forward, unaware that a few drops of rain were hitting her.

He Xiangyang leaned his umbrella in the direction where Liu Yi walked to prevent the rain from hitting Liu Yi.

When He Xiangyang saw Liu Yi walk into the school grove, he couldn't help pulling her and said softly, "Don't go, there is no road ahead."

But Liu Yi insisted that there was a road ahead, and pointed to a mass of grass vines deep in the grove.

He Xiangyang had to look in the direction indicated by Liu Yi. The green grass vine was very bright among the weeds, which was so out of place compared with the dark vines next to it.

Under He Xiangyang's surprised eyes, Liu Yi pulled open the pile of grass vines, and just behind the grass vines, a small brown door was exposed, but it was too old, and the paint on it fell off a lot and was covered with thick dust.

"Cheep-"

The door was gently pushed open by Liu Yi, making an ugly sound.

He Xiangyang was curious to go in and have a look, but he was startled at the moment he went in.

A dilapidated Columbian house appeared in He Xiangyang's eyes. The roof was severely damaged, the roof collapsed, the garden railings were staggered, and the furniture inside was all blackened. It seems that the house was almost completely destroyed by a fire.

"This is ..." He Xiangyang tried hard to think about the memories of this house in his mind, but only found some bits and pieces.

"Xiangyang, remember where this is?" Liu Yi did not know when to go to Xiang-yang He, and her tone was full of hope.

"Yi, I only remember a little, but I can't remember it all. Why do I feel so miserable when I see this place? Can you tell me where this place is?" Xiang-yang he only felt a splitting headache, grabbed Liu Yi's hand and kept shaking.

The light in Liu Yi's eyes disappeared a lot. She broke He Xiangyang's tightly held hand and walked to the weed pile. She crouched down to pick up a rotten piece of wood, patted the dust off it and stroked it like a beloved thing.

She stood up slowly and handed the block to He Xiangyang. "Yang, you must remember this."

He Xiangyang paused and stared at the block of wood.

Although the wooden block is very worn, He Xiangyang still clearly sees the words: Xiangyang &; To the evening.

"who the hell are you?"

"Yang, you should have guessed."

Liu Yi means congratulations to the evening, and congratulations to the evening are Liu Yi!

suddenly, he Xiangyang's mind popped up with such a sentence.

Liu Yi is actually her own sister!

He Xiangyang didn't expect it. She really didn't expect it. After all, the fire three years ago came so suddenly that even He Tianming didn't expect it.

He Tianming is He Xiangyang's father, a shrewd businessman, but it was because of his shrewdness that he was dissatisfied with others that he died in the fire three years ago, and his family were buried with him.

However, He Xiangyang escaped.

From then on, she became a helpless orphan.

After escaping, He Xiangyang often misses her family and, of course, her sister He Xiangwan.

This has always been a secret that He Xiangyang kept in his heart.

Now, my sister is still alive, and she still appears beside her as a friend.

There is only a sense of absurdity in her heart, but she has to accept this absurd fact.

with a chuckle, it seems like a * * * after release, and it seems to laugh at your own dullness.

"Late, it's you, isn't it?" Xiang-yang he no longer has that kind of surprised expression, and smiles at Liu Yi.

"well, sister, I'm back." He Xiang rushed up to hold He Xiangyang at night and smiled at each other.

The rain seems to have stopped at that moment, and half of hongxia is exposed in the sky.

time frames form a beautiful picture.

4

The refreshing morning breeze is swinging on campus, and the wind is slowly singing.

When He Xiangyang finished the last math problem, he stretched himself comfortably. Suddenly, he remembered that he was late for a week because of the monthly exam, so he rushed out of the door to Class 8, only to bump into the monitor who was going to the office.

"sorry! I accidentally bumped into you. " He Xiangyang quickly helped the monitor put away the exercise books on the ground, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the door of Class 8.

The monitor stood up, patted the dust on his body, and touched the glasses on his nose. She had already noticed He Xiangyang's little gesture with delicate mind, and said to He Xiangyang with a gentle face, "Never mind, pay attention next time. By the way, Mr. He, are you looking for Liu?"

Xiang-yang He paused and nodded.

"She is not in class."

There are also girls in twos and threes whispering in the corridor.

"I heard that Liu Yi from Class 8 was hospitalized last week."

"Oh, really, I think it's in the city hospital."

"city hospital? That's very sick. "

...

Just a few words made He Xiangyang fall into an ice cave.

what? I was hospitalized late! Last week, wasn't that time? She can't be hospitalized!

"What is leukemia ..."

Before the monitor finished, He Xiangyang ran out of the school gate like the wind.

at night, you mustn't have anything!

You are my closest relative in the world and the only last one!

wait, I'll be right with you! You must hold on!

wait for me!

......

He Xiangyang ran to the first hospital of the city, panting, without wiping his sweat, and went straight to the front desk of the hospital under the strange eyes of passers-by.

"Was there a girl named Liu Yi in the hospital last week?" He Xiangyang's mood is very urgent.

"ok, just a moment."

The receptionist quickly called up the hospitalization information, looked up and said, "Hello, there is a girl named Liu Yi who was admitted to the hospital. Are you her relative?"

"Well, I'm her sister." Xiang-yang he sweat on his forehead has slipped to the red cheeks.

"Her ward number is Room 53 on the sixth floor."

he Xiangyang should give a cry, which is an answer.

I ran up to the sixth floor and pushed away the white children, then I saw a pale face of He Xiang lying in a white hospital bed. The white with no edge was connected with white, and a strong smell of disinfectant came at me, which was very pungent.

"Why are you here? Didn't you ask the monitor not to tell you ..." Liu Yi propped himself up weakly.

"can you stop being so headstrong? Have you ever thought about me, do you know how worried I am about you! " He Xiangyang's mood began to get excited.

"I'm sorry, don't be angry." Liu Yi smiled at Xiang-yang He.

He Xiangyang glanced at He Xiangwan, whose face was as white as a sheet, and asked nervously, "When did you get this disease?"

"It was three years ago ..." Liu Yi said softly, as if to say something innocuous.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Xiang-yang he bowed his head, and there were warm objects in his eyes.

"elder sister, do you know that I like you best when you smile? You are so ugly when you cry." Liu Yi gently wiped away the tears on He Xiangyang's face.

...

There was a silence.

still silent.

For a long time, Liu Yi broke the silence and said, "Sister, let me sing a song for you."

He Xiangyang was silent and just nodded.

The familiar melody flows slowly from the mouth, floating in the air, and the sunlight hits the snow-white sick clothes, which has a thrilling beauty.

It is Chen Qizhen's Little Dust. Empty, without a flaw.

Liu Yi's voice is very pleasant, light and shallow, like a cup of fragrant teas.

the song is over.

Looking up, Liu Yi's face turned even paler. She said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I can't support it much longer. Death is a relief for me. Promise me that you will be happy when I am away."

"What are you talking about? You won't die! Believe me, it won't ... "

He Xiangyang shook his head desperately, trying to save Liu Yi.

"promise me." Liu yi only has a weak breathing at this time.

...

"Ok, I promise ..."

"Since there is no fate in this life, we will meet again in the afterlife."

When Liu Yi said this, she looked at the sunshine outside the window, smiled and fell in love with the country.

that deep glance seems to be an angel who is deeply attached to the world.

Liu Yi gently closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes seemed to be covered with crystal tears.

He Xiangyang touched Liu Yi's icy hand and wanted to burst into tears, but the tears had already dried up.

she's gone at last.

it hurts to be so quiet.

the wind is blowing, as if mourning for her.

epilogue

The woman in white lay quietly on the window, watching the snow-white tide rise and fall, and her flowing long hair was blown messy by the wind.

Evening, today is your 18th birthday, remember?

at night, I promise you to be happy, and you should be happy in that heaven, too. The liar is a puppy!

at night, you are my guardian angel in this life, so it's my turn to protect you in the next life.

the second day: sleepless in the sea to the north.