In the bedroom, under the warm dim light, Lin Xian's legs overlapped Xiao Wanqing intimately under the thin quilt. She sat half-sitting, nestled in Xiao Wanqing's arms, looking at the precious gift Xiao Wanqing gave her with joy in her eyes.
"Xiao Panpan, you were so white when you were young, pink and tender." Lin Xian caressed the little girl in the photo with two shofar braids and carved jade, and couldn't put it down.
Xiao Wanqing put her hands on Lin Xian's waist, and her eyes fell on the photo album in her hand together with Lin Xian. She bit her lip, a little shy.
It is the first time for Xiao Wanqing, who has always been reserved and reserved, to share all the past with another person without reservation. She looked at her immature self in the photo, looked at Lin Xian's face full of admiration and love, and the smile on her lips gradually rose.
"Well, my mother used to say that every time she took me out, people would praise me and ask her what she ate for me." Xiao Wanqing was afraid that Lin Xian would catch a cold, so she helped Lin Xian take off her half-opened nightgown. Close up, and replied with a smile.
Lin Xian turned to look at Xiao Wanqing, and saw that there was nostalgia and tenderness in her expression, but there was no sadness and sadness that she had loved countless times.
Lin Xian couldn't help but lowered his head and pecked Xiao Wanqing's cheek, the smile in his eyes became more charming. Xiao Panpan can finally talk about the past and her parents so naturally.
She continued to look through the photos casually, and suddenly saw Xiao Wanqing, who was four or five years old when she first saw the chubby look in the mouth of her grandparents, hugged another little girl, and kissed the other girl's cheek regardless of her struggling face.
Lin Xian frowned suddenly, her almond eyes widened, she turned her head and asked Xiao Wanqing angrily: "Who is she? What are you doing?"
Xiao Wanqing was taken aback by Lin Xian's sudden dissatisfaction, and then slowly realized that Lin Xian was jealous. She poked Lin Xian's swollen little face, and said funnyly, "It's my good friend in kindergarten. I can't remember what happened. I heard from my mother before that the other party was a very funny and naughty girl." Boy, this photo was taken during the parent meeting when we were going to middle school and she was going to transfer schools. At that time, she asked me to kiss her, and I kissed her, and then she made a funny look on purpose , as if being kissed by me, making everyone around laugh. You turn back."
Lin Xian turned back naturally when he heard the words.
"This photo was taken right after the previous one." In the photo, Xiao Wanqing let go of the little girl, and pouted at her in aggrieved manner, wanting to cry.
"I found that the parents around me were laughing at me, so I knew she must have lied to me again, and I almost cried in shame."
Lin Xian looked at the little pitiful girl in the photo, and his heart softened, but he couldn't help laughing. She stroked the little girl's face, and whispered softly: "I wish I had a time machine." It would be great if the little girl who stood beside Xiao Wanqing and was kissed by her was her.
Xiao Wan's green eyes became softer. She rubbed the hair on Lin Xian's cheeks, and coaxed her softly, "Xiao Panpan's time machine has been set off exclusively for Lin Xiaoxian, may I ask which part of her memory Lin Xiaoxian wants to visit."
Lin Xian let out a sweet laugh with a "puchi", and teased Xiao Wanqing: "Xiao Xiaowan, you are becoming more and more good at coaxing people." She was still a little brooding and said: "Then, this good friend, you still have Contact?"
Xiao Wanqing shook her head to comfort her and said, "I haven't contacted her since I transferred to another school. I don't even remember her appearance unless I look at the photos."
Lin Xian felt relieved.
But she continued to flip through the two photos, saw many photos of Xiao Wanqing and other children together, and couldn't help saying sourly: "Xiao Panpan, you were so popular when you were young. There are so many childhood sweethearts."
Xiao Wanqing couldn't help but to eat the meaningless jealousy for such a long time. She explained to her one by one with a smile and doting, telling her that this one moved later, that one ended their relationship, and she explained everything clearly.
The time of the photos in the album lasted until Xiao Wanqing graduated from university, and Xiao Panpan's time machine took her back to those times seriously. Xiao Wanqing knew everything about every question she had and said everything. Lin Xian gained a lot from it.
She finally knew what Xiao Wanqing looked like when she was a child, what kind of life she lived, what kind of people she met, what kind of road she walked, what kind of scenery she saw, and why she laughed and cried .
She saw how high-spirited Xiao Wanqing used to be and had many friends, and she also realized more and more how after the accident, Xiao Wanqing desperately lived herself as an isolated island.
Lin Xian was moved by how brave and affectionate Xiao Wanqing was to break the cage that had been trapping her for her.
The relationship is a matter between two people. They can go step by step to the present and make the two hearts get closer to each other bit by bit. It has something to do with her efforts, and it has more to do with Xiao Wanqing's efforts.
During the meal just now, Zhou Qin asked about Xiao Wanqing's work, and learned that Xiao Wanqing had submitted her resignation letter, and was going to work with Wen Tong at Juxing after the handover. Not only her mother, but even her grandfather praised her. Then, taking this as an opportunity, they slowly reacted, and their satisfaction with Xiao Wanqing's changed attitude towards life was beyond words.
Lin Xian belatedly understood the real reason why Xiao Wanqing suddenly wanted to change jobs - not only for herself, but also for their relationship.
From half pushing and half pushing to now actively facing and working together, Xiao Wanqing's response to her, and Lin Xian's efforts for this relationship, have all been seen in his eyes and remembered in his heart.
"Xiao Panpan, are the stars that uncle picked for you still there?" In the photos just now, one is the star lamp that Xiao Wanqing mentioned to her before her father put on her.
"Still."
Lin Xian put his arms around Xiao Wanqing, his eyes were so gentle that water dripped out: "Xiao Panpan, let's go back and have a look together during the Spring Festival this year? I didn't grow up with you, but I want to see you grow up The place."
Xiao Wanqing hugged her, eyes watering. After a while, she kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Okay."
Hearing the answer, Lin Xian's heart full of love suddenly surged so violently that she felt a little sore. She promised in a low voice: "Xiao Panpan, when you are ready, can you take me to see my uncles and aunts? I want to call and tell them that I will work hard to reassure them. From now on, they My precious daughter will be loved and cared for by me, and I will never be alone again."
With a young voice, the girl talked about her responsibilities beyond her age, causing the mist in Xiao Wanqing's eyes to accumulate into water, which slipped from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.
Xiao Wanqing buried her head in Lin Xian's neck, choked with sobs and said, "Okay. They will definitely, like you very much." For a long time, she asked herself if she did something wrong. If you are less stubborn, everything will be different. After grandma passed away, Xiao Wanqing had been afraid to visit them for a long time.
Lin Xian stroked her cheek, kissed her hair lightly, and affirmed: "In the future, my parents will definitely like you as a daughter-in-law very much."
Xiao Wanqing broke through her tears and smiled, raised her head in embarrassment and annoyed her, "Lin Xian!"
But at the moment when she raised her head, Lin Xian stood up on her knees, leaned over reverently and kissed her eyes, kissing away her salty tears. She untied the tie of her nightgown, revealing the flimsy pajamas, and asked her tenderly, "Xiao Xiaowan, do you want me?"
Xiao Wanqing's hand on Lin Xian's back was trembling along with her heart. She stared at the girl, dark waves surged in her equally affectionate and loving eyes, full of tenderness, forbearance and restraint.
She bit her lip, hugged Lin Xian tightly into her arms, sniffed, and leaned into the girl's ear, confiding in a difficult voice: "Xianxian, I don't want to give up..."
She is not a conservative person, but Lin Xian is like a priceless treasure to her, and she cannot allow herself to own it so rashly.
"Xianxian, you deserve the best of everything. I want to give you stability and happiness, flowers and blessings, but I'm not worth it now." Xiao Wanqing explained softly.
Lin Xian was naturally touched by his lover's cherishing of himself, but he was also a little helpless. She couldn't be more clear about Xiao Wanqing's temperament. She knew what it would mean if Xiao Wanqing wanted her.
If it was her former self, she might still be annoyed at misunderstanding Xiao Wanqing and want to leave a way out. But now, she is full of distress.
She rubbed Xiao Wanqing's cheek, sighed and said: "Xiao Panpan, I'll wait for you, but you have to know that you are always worth it. From the moment I love you, everything I have is yours , and it will only be yours."
Xiao Panpan didn't know that for her, the greatest security and happiness was to make sure that Xiao Wanqing would never leave her no matter what. Xiao Wanqing would give her a great sense of security if she wanted her. She was even sure that if she insisted, Xiao Panpan would definitely compromise in the end.
But the more she understands the difficulty of the road ahead and the embarrassment of Xiao Wanqing's identity, the more she understands Xiao Wanqing's thoughts, the more she understands her, the more she can't bear to put more pressure on Xiao Wanqing.
She raised the corners of her lips, put her warm hand into Xiao Wanqing's nightgown, bit Xiao Wanqing's small ear, and demanded in a charming and shy voice: "But you can't make me wait too long, I can't hold back It will be hard."
Xiao Wanqing's eyes slowly overflowed with a gentle smile. She hooked Lin Xian's neck, kissed Lin Xian's lips, and promised her in a lingering whisper: "Okay."
December is about Lin Xian's lucky month, with a good harvest in love, career and school.
In the first ten days, Xiao Wanqing officially resigned from zc magazine, rested for half a month, and waited for the year to officially join Juxing. Xiao Wanqing rested at home for more than half a month, and Lin Xian felt that she had fallen into a honeypot.
Xiao Panpan had time, so he prepared delicious food for her in different ways. After class in the morning and evening, Xiao Wanqing personally picked her up, rain or shine. In the evening, Lin Xian studied and wrote manuscripts, while Xiao Wanqing was busy with her own affairs, and made supper for her when the time came. After eating supper, Lin Xian is full of energy, so she needs to digest energy and start exercising. Usually, there is no morning class the next morning, and Xiao Wanqing will end up pampering her half-heartedly. On weekends, the two of them drove to the surrounding suburbs and scenic spots to collect scenery and play, and went to the city to eat, go shopping and watch movies one day.
The days are too nourishing, the gym is still going, Lin Xian is still being fed around alive, and his pants are tight. When she found out this fact, she jumped up and down in front of Xiao Wanqing with her trousers that couldn't be buttoned up, and cried in panic. Xiao Wanqing pinched her belly and teased her: "Now you are fat." In fact, Lin Xian now It's not fat at all. It's just that she was thin before, and she quit her part-time tutoring job and started writing manuscripts. Maybe it was because of too much pressure, and she lost several catties all of a sudden.
Xiao Wanqing saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart,
Lin Xian pouted, feeling the crisis for the first time at such an age, and said firmly, "I want to lose weight!"
As soon as the words fell, she was caught in Xiao Wanqing's arms. The woman hugged her and sat on her lap, put her hands on her lower abdomen, touched her gently, smiled and comforted her earnestly and said: "It's fine now, it was too painful before."
Lin Xian asked her suspiciously, "Really?"
"Really." The tone was firm and unquestionable.
Lin Xian relaxed his mind a little, played with her hand, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and teased her: "Okay, Xiao Panpan, do you think you have planned it for a long time?"
Xiao Wanqing smiled cheerfully in her ear, and her breath sprayed on her earlobe, Lin Xian's heart sank.
In the last ten days, Lin Xian got the manuscript fee for the short story that was submitted to the magazine, and also received the scholarship sponsored by the company, which is one of the only two places in the college. Lin Xian happily confiscated it immediately, which moved her shy Xiao Panpan, and her happiness was unlocked. Take a new pose.
The only thing that didn't go well was that she took advantage of the news that France was about to pass same-sex marriage, and deliberately forwarded a strategy on gay marriage that only Zhou Qin could see in her circle of friends. Zhou Qin reacted quickly as she expected, but nervously asked her not to post this in Moments.
Lin Xian frowned and asked her, "Why?"
"It's easy for people to have undue guesses about you, and the influence is not good." Zhou Qin replied to her solemnly.
Lin Xian frowned more and more, hesitated for a while, and asked her tentatively: "Mom, are you homophobic?"
Zhou Qin replied to her quickly: "I have not. I neither support nor oppose."
Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Qin added in surprise: "Lin Xian, did you meet some strange friends?"
"Among the friends I know who like the same sex, what's wrong?" Lin Xian took a deep breath and typed these words nervously.
The other side was silent for a long time before sending out a sentence: "Lin Xian, I have no objection to you making friends, and I have no objection to this group. I don't care about other people's choices and lives, but Lin Xian, you can make friends, but you can't follow along Nonsense, you know?"
Lin Xian's heart sank to the bottom.
It is said that there is no opinion, but in fact, it is still full of prejudice. "Mom, I think we have time to talk about this topic. I think our views are a little different." Lin Xian suppressed his guilty conscience and tried to act like an objective and neutral person.
"Okay, I also think we need to talk about it." Zhou Qin didn't think much about it, just thought that she and Lin Xian had disagreements on an issue like before, and needed to discuss it democratically.
Speaking of it, although Zhou Qin strictly controls the details of Lin Xian's life, he still respects Lin Xian's self-expression. Lin Xian's debating ability was also subtly cultivated under her and Lin Zhan's ideas.
After school, Lin Xian was still immersed in disappointment, and walked out of the classroom with Shi Man, Chen Zhi and the others in a daze. The enemy's road was narrow, so she met Zhang Sichao. Zhang Sichao gave her a gloomy look, and Lin Xian gave him a deadpan look in return. Tang Mo was gossiping about Zhang Sichao, but Lin Xian didn't even bother to listen.
After walking out of the campus, she raised her head and saw Xiao Wanqing's car from a distance. In an instant, Lin Xian suddenly felt that all the dark clouds were dispelled. As long as she thought of Xiao Wanqing sitting in the car, she regained her energy and courage.
The obstacle was already expected, so there was nothing for her to panic about. Although her mother was prejudiced, she was not overly aggressive. Lin Xian thought, this is just the first trial, boil the frog in warm water, and draw it slowly, everything will be solved in the end.
She immediately raised her smiling face, turned her head and waved to Shiman and the others, Shiman, Chen Zhi and Tang Mo were amazed by the rapidity of her face change.
"The power of love is really great..." Chen Zhijian said smugly.
Lin Xian pushed her angrily, and couldn't help it any longer. Regardless of their ambiguous eyes, she ran to Xiao Wanqing with light steps and her firm future.