Chapter 3177
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How many times had I heard him call my name like this in my dreams?
Just like when I was young, I would run in front and he would chase after me angrily, calling my name angrily.
Just like when he would greet me at the door after elementary school and call my name gently with open arms.
Just like when I failed an exam in high school, I would take the test paper home and plead with him for a fake autograph with my palms pressed together. He would call my name in disappointment.
Just like countless nights when he would sneak into my room and caress my sleeping face. I would secretly open my eyes a little and hear him call my name.
Xiachun …
Xiachun …
That voice once overturned rivers and seas in my mind, setting off fierce winds and fierce waves.
There had also been countless difficult nights when I recalled it. It was like a silver needle piercing my eardrum, causing me to feel a sharp pain.
I had clearly warned myself not to cry easily no matter what, but when I heard him call my name softly, my eyes started to sting.
I lowered my head in an extremely sorry state. Taking advantage of the night, I quietly dripped the tears that had welled up in my eyes onto the cement ground under my feet. I secretly pinched my palms so that my voice would sound calmer.
"Mm …"
"Xiachun …"
"Mm."
"Xiachun …"
Perhaps it had been too long since he had called my name, but he kept repeating it. It sounded like he was restraining himself.
I gritted my teeth and forced a smile. "Brother, I heard you! How many times do you have to call me that? "
I didn't dare to look up, so I couldn't see the expression on his face.
I only heard his deep voice ring out again. "Stand there and don't move."
As soon as he finished speaking, I heard him take a step forward and walk towards me.
I subconsciously retreated until my back was against the wall and there was nowhere to go. It was only when a pair of slender legs came into view that I clenched my fists. All the blood in my body rushed to my head and my back instantly tensed up.
"Look up and let me take a good look at you."
"Brother, I'm tired. I want to rest early …"
"Xiachun …"
"It's your wedding tomorrow. Don't you need to rest early?"
"Xiachun."
He suddenly reached out and hugged me tightly.
He said, "Xiachun, there's something I want to say to you. This sentence is eight years late. I don't know if you still want to hear it."
Dongyu's eight-year-old face seemed to appear in front of me. He stood in front of me and waved at me with a smile. He said mysteriously, "Xiachun, come here! I have a secret that I can only tell you! "
Curious, I leaned over and stood on tiptoe, leaning over his shoulder.
He covered my ears and his warm breath brushed against my earlobes. As he whispered to me, the corners of his lips lifted into a beautiful arc. He looked so innocent and cute.
"I love little sister the most!"
I came back to my senses and curled the corners of my lips. Just like when I was young, I stood on my tiptoes and placed my hand gently on his shoulder, putting my ear close to his thin lips.
Dongyu covered my ear. "Yin Xiachun, I love you."
My eyes widened. Dongyu's mature and tender words echoed in my ears.
I turned to look at him with tears in my eyes. Suddenly, I laughed. I looked at him and tried my best to smile, but my eyes were getting sore. It was as if I couldn't see anything clearly.
If I had been young, I would have been overjoyed to hear this!
I hugged his shoulders and smiled sweetly and contentedly.
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