At the end of a song, when I raised my head, I met my cousin's passionate gaze.  I was both embarrassed and embarrassed, softly said goodbye, then stood up to turn around and leave.

 "Wait." Cousin hurriedly called out to me, his face full of tension.

 I looked at him curiously, waiting for his next sentence.

 "Cousin" he smiled sheepishly "Actually, I don't know why I called her back. Only, I don't want her to leave. Just now, my cousin was sitting here playing the piano, looking like a cockroach fairy!"

 "The cousin made fun of the little sister."  “My mouth said that, but in my heart, I felt very happy.

“That's true!” Cousin stopped smiling, his face turned serious.

 “So how many times have you seen a nymph, what do fairies look like?” I smiled weakly, tilting my head to ask him.

 "I has not had the fortune to see a fairy, but you beauty is so overwhelming, I'm afraid fairies can't shine too."

 My cousin said these sentences with a natural attitude, although the way he said it was a bit exaggerated, after listening to it, I couldn't contain the joy in my heart. Even so, I had to slowly say "Cousin is joking again".

 “Cousin, I would love to be with my cousin longer. Don't leave here, sing a few more songs for me!" Cousin raised his voice pleading, innocent voice like adults using candy to comfort children.

 I suddenly looked boldly at him, and he was also looking at me. When our eyes met, we also exchanged a light smile, like a swift flying across the lake.

I smiled and began to sit down.

 I sang all afternoon, my cousin stayed with me all afternoon. At the end of a piece of music, his cousin insisted on asking for another song. I usually just smile, not convenient to refuse.

 How can I refuse this, how can I refuse a man who helped me understand my first emotions. He is the deepest secret in my heart, no one knows that, four years ago, after he left, my dream was crushed.

 So, on a spring afternoon, when the sun was shining in the place, the spring wind gently blew, the cousin appeared again and the peach blossoms on the head were racing to bloom.

 I remember very well, that day, we stayed in the peach garden for a long time.

 Until the night was slowly falling, until the sun had disappeared behind the distant mountains, until the night raindrops gently fell.

 Four years ago, a man picked a peach blossom and put it in my braid. And those peach petals have gently crept into the deepest corners of my soul.

Cousin has gone, leaving a sentence, that sentence is to miss the skin.

 I still often remember that sunny afternoon, and the warm rays of that afternoon warmed even the deepest parts of my soul.

 A few days later I saw him again, still looking elegant and elegant, going in and out of the Luu residence. The girls began to whisper loudly, saying that the young master used to come and go here often. Every time I hear those words, I get goosebumps. But then, thinking about how my cousin never showed any signs of being mean, I blamed myself for being shameless.

 But when my cousin really wanted to confess, I tried to find a way to run away.

 Cousin said “Younger cousin, actually every time I visit the Luu residence, it is mainly to see you.”

 He said that one sunset after dinner, I was sitting in the peach garden, my cousin had been secretly standing behind me ever since. After looking at each other without speaking for a while, the cousin ventured to utter those words.

 His words came to me in a very sudden way, I was not mentally prepared at all. I stared at him, not knowing what to do, not even being embarrassed, embarrassed.

It was at sunset, the whole sky was tinged with a fiery red, each peach blossom was also burning small sparks in the spring weather, the scene was extremely romantic.

 Cousin said that clearly wanted to confess his feelings. When I looked at him in surprise, I read in his eyes a strange feeling.

 Four years ago, I secretly wished to miss my cousin with the soul of an innocent girl, now he is still the same for me. Both are of the same mind. I should have been shy, had to be emotional, and even had tears in my eyes.

 But today, four years later, when my cousin told me so, I could only look at him with a melancholy look and then turn and walk away.