Those Sweet Times

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In the Golden Week of the Eleventh, it was time for the major scenic spots to be more difficult than others.

Traveling out during this time period is basically the same as self-abuse, but what is the solution? The holidays of the people of the whole country are similar, and there is no way to travel by mistake.

Laofeng Street is a more distinctive attraction in Nanshan City. Anyone who comes to Nanshan City for the first time will inevitably take half a day to turn around this street according to the introduction of tourism software.

Ke Ke took the hand of his sister Kesha and stood in the street of Laofeng Street. He saw the dense people, one by one.

"There are too many people," Kosha swallowed. "Sister, or else, let's go?"

Ke Ke glanced at her sister and sent a soothing look. My sister Kesha's nutrition is good. I was only 18 years old this year. I just went to college and I was half a head taller than my sister. The two sisters have a six or seven-point image. They are all pointed chin apricot eyes, and the hair is dark brown and has not been dyed.

"There are already few people here, don't believe you," Ke Ke took out his cell phone and showed his sister a photo. "This West Lake, this Forbidden City, this Badaling, look, see, like a group of ants? Salsa, are you now? I feel particularly happy?" Speaking, he also licked his sister's head.

Kosha nodded blankly: "...is oh."

"Go, go in and see, come here."

There are many pastry shops in Laofeng Street. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Moon cakes are placed in every pastry shop. The two stopped at a shop and picked moon cakes. Ke Ke's words are a bit more. Ask the buddy what stuff it is, and what is the stuffing. Kosha stands by and listens, and doesn't say anything.

After a while, Kosha found that her sister was worried. The eyes are empty, as if to recall something.

"Sister, what happened?"

"Ah? Nothing."

"Is not thinking about my mother." Kesha whispered.

Ke Ke patted his sister's shoulder and said: "You have been admitted to Nanshan University this year. My mother is sure to be happy for you in the Spirit of Heaven. Sasha is really angry, and my sister is happy for you."

"Ok."

The two did not mention Dad very tacitly.

I bought the mooncakes and the two sisters continued to walk. Kesha's heart was fine. When she saw her sister staying, her look was a little confused, so she asked: "Sister, what happened to you?"

"I don't know. I just feel that my heart seems to be empty, as if I have forgotten something more important. Sometimes I will make strange dreams, and some people in my dreams will chat in my ears."

"Sister, think slowly, think about it sooner or later."

Keke frowned and shook his head. "Sasha, tell me about the past."

In the past, Kosha had talked about 10,000 times, but now she still patiently talked about the first ten thousand times.

"At that time, my father owed a gambling debt. The people of the usury company threatened to take me away and sell it, and my father didn't care. I remember that I was only in the third day, and there was always someone who followed me, scared me to worry every day. Sister, you said You can settle them. I was worried when you went out that day. I was always flustered. You didn’t come back until you were late. The next day I saw the news on the TV and I realized that you had a car accident.” Many times, Kosha recalled this past, still red eyes. "After you woke up, you didn't remember anything. Dad also ran. You took me to the house and changed the contact information. The people of the usury company didn't find it again."

That was the hardest part of the two sisters.

Ke Ke touched his sister's head and said, "Okay, anyway, it's gone. Peace is good."

"Well. Sister, did you think of something?"

Ke Ke thought for a moment and finally shook his head with his head. "No. I don't know what's going on. I always feel that something is missing."

"Think slowly, you can remember it."

"Hmm!"

The sisters continued to walk with their hands and walked for a while to see a souvenir shop called "The Old Man." They walked in and saw that the shop was not big, but there were quite a lot of people. There are notebooks, postcards, ceramic cups, etc. in the store. On the wall next to the checkout counter, there is a large blackboard embedded in it, and the blackboard is covered with postcards. The postcards are fixed with two pieces of light yellow-colored tape. Each chapter is written with a black carbon pen on the postcard. The fonts and the different styles are different. It seems to be written by different people.

Ke Ke curiously looked at the postcard full of blackboards and asked the little clerk at the side: "What is this?"

The little brother is thin and long, standing like a pencil. Hearing Ke Ke asked, he patiently explained: "This is a major feature of the store. I don't know if you have a thought of what you think. You can write a postcard to ta, a postcard on the blackboard. Change regularly. Maybe someone who thinks and thinks comes to the store one day, just to see the postcard you wrote. Don't you think this is romantic?"

"It's quite romantic, but if you want that person to see it, it's a bit difficult, the probability is too low."

"You can come often."

Coca-Cola, it turned out to be a sales promotion.

Instead of writing a postcard, she stood in front of the blackboard and looked at the postcards with her arms. See what others want to say and have no way to tell.

Kosha turned around and walked over to her and asked, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

Ke Ke’s line of sight suddenly fell on a postcard centered on the right.

She didn't know why, and she always felt that there was a sense of familiarity that couldn't be said.

"Sister?" Kosha called her again and didn't get a response.

Ke Ke was a little surprised and a little surprised. He reached out and took the postcard off and looked at the content written on it. The handwriting is thick and scribbled, and every word is like a mad cow running wildly on the grass:

To Coco

I don't know where you are now, nor what you are doing. I am going to start playing, and I am a little nervous. The game has a live broadcast on the Internet. If you see it, please cheer me up.

Chen Yinghu

9.15

......

Hey, hey -

The tears dripped on the postcard and smashed the handwriting above.

Kosha looked at her sister who was suddenly burst into tears. She looked shocked and hesitated: "Sister, you won't be..."

Ke Ke looked up and stared blankly at his sister.

"You won't be crying by this word?"

Ke Ke cried and shook his head. "No, I, I don't know why, I feel so uncomfortable," she said, touching her heart. "I am particularly uncomfortable here, just like there is something in it..."

Kosha didn't feel right, so I went to see the contents of the postcard.

At this time, the little clerk standing by the side stood up and asked: "Sister, do you know Tiger Brother?"

Both sisters looked up at him.

The clerk pointed out the postcard: "This is the tiger brother. The tiger brother used to come often. Later, because of training, there was less."

Ke Ke squeezed the postcard tightly and searched for "Tiger Brother" in his mind. He was vague and didn't know who the tiger brother was, but when she thought of his name, she felt so sweet and swollen, and she was terribly sad. .

"He is... who?" Ke Ke asked.

"Tiger brother is the game god. Now I am going to play professional. He has a competition recently, you can pay attention."

"..." I don't understand.

Kosha’s brain was sober, and asked, “Do you have the contact information of the tiger brother?”

"I have his WeChat, but I can't give it to you. There are a lot of fans in Tiger Brother. It's not just anyone who can add it to him. Do you understand?"

"..." does not understand.

Kesha said: "We want to know the tiger brother?"

The little brother looked at the expression "I have seen you before" and said: "You are the fans of the tiger brother? What is deny, and it is not shameful."

"We..." Kosha thought for a moment, but she couldn't find any other reason. The car accident and the memory of the stalks said that no one believed it, and it was better to pretend to be a fan. So she nodded hard. "We are his fans. I want to know, can I? Please!"

"If you don't," the clerk turned over the phone. "I call the tiger brother and ask him, would you like to know you. What are you calling?"

Ke Ke quickly replied: "I, my name is Ke, my name is Ke Ke."

"Keco, cough and cough? How did your father give you such a name, isn't it a curse that you cough?"

"No, my full name is two words, Ke Ke."

"Oh, well, you are waiting, I don't know if Tiger is free now, I will try it."

Xiao Ge used WeChat to call Chen Yinghu and waited for half a minute, and it was connected. Brother mobile phone to the ear, smiled and said: "Tiger brother still remember me, my 'definite' Xiao Deng... Tiger brother competition cheers, have time to play here, postcards give you 50% off... ...oh, right, Tiger, there is something. There are two of your female fans in the store, they are very beautiful, I want to know... What? No interest?... Oh, well, they are against you. It’s quite fanatical. I cried when I saw your name. Her name was Ke Ke, and the tiger brother saw it again... ah? Yes, yes, it’s called Ke Ke... Tiger Brother? Tiger Brother??”

The little brother holds the phone and squints, and his voice is shocked with a trace of sorrow.

"What?" asked Kosha.

"Tiger brother, he cried."

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone, I hope everyone will spend a long time on the moon.

This chapter sends 200 red envelopes, and the winning rate should be much higher. Everyone cheers ~\\(^o^)/~