Under the light, there was a slender hand as white as porcelain. A bright silver chain slipped out from between the fingers. A blue tear pendant exudes a long, hazy blue light. In the makeup mirror, a childish face stared at the shining blue in a daze. A faint smile at the corner of her mouth was as fresh and holy as a lotus flower. In the dark pupils. The taste of happiness is spreading and fermenting. . . The memories are all so beautiful. . .
"Why aren't you sleeping, Taeyeon?" A pink figure walked in from the door with a sleepy look.
"Oh." The girl came back to her senses and returned directly without looking back. The blue tear-stained pendant in his hand was still in his eyes. "You go to sleep first, I will sleep in a while."
"Ah" Suddenly an exclamation sounded from behind the girl. The girl couldn't help but jump. Angrily, he was about to scold his roommate, but he didn't want his roommate's words to disrupt everything.
"Taeyeon. Where did you get this pendant?" The voice was serious. No joke, no apology. It seemed that the pendant in front of me was better than everything just now.
Taeyeon subconsciously wanted to put the pendant away. Then I thought that Tiffany had seen it anyway. There is no need to hide it.
"This is it. Han Jiahang gave it to me. How beautiful is it?" He raised his hand and shook the pendant in his hand. He said with eyes full of stars like a child offering a treasure.
But the other person¡¯s eyes were not filled with envy. But a kind of doubt. Tiffany looked particularly dull because of her pink pajamas. Finally, I caught the doubtful look in my eyes. Cute like a Barbie doll. It makes people want to hold it in their arms and touch it.
"What's wrong? Hey, you idiot." Taeyeon couldn't stand it anymore when she saw the other person's behavior, so she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the other person's eyes.
"Why, you are so envious."
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Silence. The small room fell into silence.
"It was really Jiahang who gave it to you? You didn't lie to me?" Finally Tiffany seemed to have figured something out, but after speaking, Taeyeon wanted to slap her forehead and scream.
"Really, more real than real money. What's wrong with you?"
"Thendid he tell you what this necklace is called?" Tiffany asked with cautious eyes.
Taeyeon naturally lowered her hands to the bed and shook her head.
"He didn't tell you?" Tiffany asked even more puzzled. However, she still shook her head in answer.
"Huh? That's weird. Why didn't I tell you when I gave it to you?" Tiffany murmured, reaching out and picking up a doll and holding it in her arms. Tilting his head and supporting his eyes, there was another series of confusion in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Do you know what? Have you seen this necklace?" Seeing the other person's appearance, Taeyeon couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Yeah," Tiffany replied with her chin on the doll's head, "This necklace was given to Han Jiahang by his mother. I also have one here, but it's red."
After saying that, she ignored Taeyeon¡¯s expression and ran to her dressing table to look for it. Finally, he climbed onto Taeyeon's bed with a red jewelry box.
The jewelry box is very exquisite, wrapped in bright red satin. There is a chrysanthemum pattern printed on it. The noble and elegant atmosphere is displayed by the box, which also seems to hint to people that the things inside are extraordinary. Opening the box, a red tear stain lay quietly in the center of the ivory-white mattress. The red was noble, as if filled with fiery passion. It will burst out at any time. Show off your sight and stir your heart. Four kinds of silver thin chains put the tear stain in the center, like a waiter beside the princess, and the green leaves are called red flowers. Will always be by his side.
"Ah" A soft exclamation came out of Taeyeon's mouth, her eyes filled with deep disbelief.
"Here, look."
"Actually, the one in your hand and the one in my hand are originally a pair. They were the love tokens between Jiahang's parents."
Taeyeon¡¯s eyes widened even more. Then, two touches of pink quietly fainted at the base of her small ears. The four words "love token" are like pressing repeat, echoing in my ears and mind over and over again.
"I heard from my mother that these two necklaces were made by Father Han himself. They can be said to be unique. After Father Han left, Mother Han put them together and kept them. Until the last Chinese New Year because she took me in After becoming a daughter, I took it out again."
"They are actually called "Si Lian", which was given by my mother. It means that two people will stay together forever and fall in love forever. No matter where they are, they will always miss each other and be in love with each other"
"My mother gave them to the two of us, just thinking that we would find the person we like,"??Give this to the other person. so. . . . "
Taeyeon can no longer listen to anything. At this moment, only Tiffany's words were left in her mind. "When you meet someone you like, just be that person."
He likes me, he likes me. The sweetness in my heart gradually grew.
Think about the other person¡¯s naughty smile, think about the other person¡¯s eyes that are sometimes clear and sometimes gloomy. Think of the other person¡¯s lonely back. And the cute way the other person behaves when he acts coquettishly next to him. And the other party. . . . . Picture after picture was pulled away and rolled in the ocean of memories.
"This pendant I originally wanted to wait until you debuted to give it to you in person, but now it's a bit too late"
"Taeyeon sister, do you believe in love at first sight?"
"If, I say that Ifeel in love with youat first sight. Can you agree?"
The scene on the rooftop before leaving that day appeared before my eyes again.
The boy's embarrassment, his eyes full of sincerity and panic. It's just that I was so confused at the time that I didn't notice it.
"Sister Taeyeon. I'm really leaving Before I leave, it's great that I can leave you with an angry expression"
No wonder the other person left in such a hurry that day. And there is. . . lonely. . .
It turns out that he really likes me. only me. . .
Tears burst out of the corners of my eyes without money. The crackling followed the pink skin and gathered on the petite chin, and finally fell heavily. onto clothes. Turned into dizzy circles. The blue tears looked a little cold in the shining light.
The melancholy blue. Like the temperature in my heart. The cold was unbearable. Can't be dissolved. . Can not forget. . . . It turned out to be him. . . real. . . like me. . . But do you also know me? . I really like you too. . . . .