Lin Xian's cutting first and playing later disrupted Xiao Wanqing's plan. Although Lin Xian repeatedly said that Zhou Qin would not mind, Xiao Wanqing insisted on going home with her first, took a shower and changed into clean clothes before going back to the house. Depart for the South District. Fortunately, they got up early, and the cemetery was in the middle of the north and south districts, so the turnaround time was not too long, so when Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian arrived at the door of Lin Zhan's house, the sun had just moved to the south, and it was about noon. .
Since she moved to the North District more than ten years ago, this is the third time Xiao Wanqing has stepped into the community where Lin Xian's parents live. The first two times, she came here alone. The first time, she took a little self-comforting fluke in her fear, and the second time, she took a thinly feigned courage in despair. But this time, the third time, she and Lin Xian came hand in hand, apart from the suppressed faint expectation, there was more uncontrollable apprehension and tension.
They walked into the elevator one after the other, Xiao Wanqing put down the gift in her hand, raised her hand to press the floor button. She stretched out her thin white index finger, and just pressed the floor on the button, Lin Xian stretched out her handbag to hold her finger, looked down at her, and asked, "Panpan, are your hands shaking?"
Xiao Wanqing raised her eyes and bumped into the girl's concerned eyes, and quickly moved her eyes away, and her eyes fell on the exquisitely packaged New Year's goods on the ground. She naturally withdrew the finger held by Lin Xian, brought up the present, tried her best to smile, and denied, "I don't have any."
Lin Xian's delicate brows were slightly frowned, and Xiao Wanqing clasped her hands tightly. Feeling the damp heat in her hands, she pierced her disguise with distress: "Your palms are also sweating a lot. Panpan, you Very nervous, right?"
Xiao Wanqing was seen through, and her pretty body froze unnaturally. After a pause of two seconds, she sighed, leaned close to Lin Xian, leaned half on her body affectionately, and admitted softly with some embarrassment: "Well, Xianxian, I'm very nervous."
Those heart-wrenching words that Zhou Qin said to her that year were like sharp knives, accompanied by her guilt towards Zhou Qin and self-loathing towards herself, in the nightmares that disturbed her at midnight these years, repeated He stabbed her hard, making her heart bloody.
On the woman's gentle and beautiful face, there is a fragility and timidity that Lin Xian rarely sees. Lin Xian lowered his eyes, let go of the things in his hand, stretched out his hand resolutely and pressed the floor button for the upper two floors, intending to go out in the middle and change to an elevator to go downstairs.
She hugged Xiao Wanqing's waist so that she could lean on her body more comfortably, and resolutely comforted her: "Panpan, let's go back. As I have been telling you, seeing them is not at all important. Don't worry, we'll come back when you're really ready."
Lin Xian herself is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate, and she compares her heart with her heart. From the beginning to the end, she felt that if Xiao Panpan had complaints about Zhou Qin, it would be reasonable to not want to see her again. Some words are like hot oil poured out and cannot be taken back. After a long time, the burns have healed, but the hideous scars are still there, reminding you all the time, what kind of torture someone once inflicted on you.
Being scolded, humiliated, forced to leave helplessly, and wandering alone for many years, the bitterness and bitterness of it, even if Xiao Wanqing evaded the important and downplayed it when talking to her, Lin Xian felt heartbroken and couldn't let go of it. What's more, Xiao Panpan, who is going through the experience as a party
In the matter of treating her parents, Lin Xian never wanted to force Xiao Wanqing, but Xiao Wanqing has always been generous and considerate to make her feel bad. It was Xiao Panpan's initiative to visit his parents the next day after he came back. Lin Xian knows that Xiao Panpan loves her, so he loves the house and Wu, so he doesn't want her to have any embarrassment.
However, she was unwilling and even more reluctant to let Xiao Panpan have any reluctance and grievances.
"Don't worry, I will call them and tell them that I have a temporary job so I can't come." She is not the child she used to be. She knows that people are different because of their closeness and distance, and the same thing is different. It is subtle that what people do will make the other party have a different perception. Therefore, she considerately helped Xiao Wanqing find a reason to cover up.
The elevator door opened with a "ding dong", Lin Xianming had a gentle smile on her face, took Xiao Wanqing's hand and coaxed her: "Let's go, take the elevator next door and go downstairs."
However, Xiao Wanqing stood firmly in place, drawing a long broken line in the air by their intertwined hands. She bent her lips and stared at Lin Xian, with tenderness in her eyes, she shook her head firmly. "Xianxian, come in, let's go up."
Lin Xian frowned, and confronted her silently.
Xiao Wanqing shook their holding hands in a rare childish way, half coaxing and half coquettishly saying: "Be obedient..."
Lin Xian's heart suddenly softened, his brows relaxed, and there was a little smile in his eyes. But her body was still standing in the middle of the elevator door, with one foot outside the elevator and the other inside the elevator, stubbornly unwilling to move.
Xiao Wan's eyes were as green as water, she pursed her lips, restrained her smile, and said in a warm voice, "Xianxian, believe me, I'm really ready."
She lowered her long eyelashes, was silent for two seconds, and analyzed herself frankly: "Xianxian, don't worry, don't worry too much, I never resented your mother. In my heart, she is always my respect and love Sister, I will always remember her kindness and favor to me."
There was a look of nostalgia in her eyes, and her voice became more and more soft and moving: "I always remember when I was in kindergarten, when my parents didn't have time to pick me up, it was your mother who was the first to pick me up after class." Time came to pick me up from the high school, regardless of the laughter of the classmates and the surprise of the teacher, she held me in her arms and listened to the last class every time, and then put me on her tall bicycle bar when school was over On the way, she coaxed me to take me home with soft words; I always remember that when she took me out for the first time after going home to play, she hugged me to protect me who was almost knocked down by a motorcycle in order to protect me. I rolled on the ground a few times, and I was unharmed, but she scratched her elbows and legs. In the end, because she was worried that my parents would scold me, she only gently lied to adults that she was not careful. Yes, I was taught by an adult. I even remember that when my parents died unexpectedly, she and Wen Tong helped me take care of the funeral together, and supported me when I was most helpless. Everyone I'm not completely rational, and I have my own negative scales that can't tolerate being offended, so why didn't I hurt her? I admit that I have felt hurt and wronged, but I have never resented. I understand her and understand her .”
"I'm just a little afraid to face her, or to put it another way, I'm afraid to face the hurt that actually happened between me and her and the rift between me and her."
Xiao Wanqing bit her lips, looked at Lin Xian, smiled self-deprecatingly, and faced herself honestly: "Xianxian, I have lived to this age, and I have begun to reflect on myself and learn to be honest with myself. It seems that people always have Some of my own inferiority, and my biggest problem is that I always try to escape the cruel reality that I am afraid to face. This is the cowardice that I hide under the calmness of everything. Like, I used to escape back to the South Side , Later... I escaped back to Anjiang City, and later, I was afraid to face your mother. Maybe I seem to be very mature and stable, but in fact, I am more timid than anyone else. But since I met you, everything has changed It’s the same. After meeting you, I can slowly face all the failures and pains of my past, and start to face them, reflect on myself, and then let go of them. I gradually understand that sometimes, what scares me is not What I am afraid of facing is my fear itself. Let it go, there will be no end, just like the long time wasted in the past. Faced, it is actually not as terrible as imagined, and I am not as I imagined Vulnerable. No matter how cloudy the sky is and how heavy the rain is, as long as I am alive, as long as I dare to go on and wait, there will always be a sunny day. Xianxian, this is the courage you gave me, brought me hope and new life.”
"So, don't feel sorry for me, and don't pamper me. This is doting." The woman's tone was light and joking, her eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, and she smiled softly. She exerted a little force on her hand, and Lin Xian, who had been staring at her, wobbled and took back the foot that was straddling the elevator door.
Xiao Wanqing really looked different. She is still so soft and beautiful, but the fragility and melancholy that once haunted her brows have transformed into charming strength and open-mindedness. Her wisdom, calmness, gentleness and elegance after going through the world and reading thousands of sails made Lin Xian's heart vivid and fascinated. She was persuaded by Xiao Wanqing unconsciously, and obediently followed Xiao Wanqing's lead back to her side.
With a ding-dong sound, the elevator finally closed again slowly. Xiao Wanqing embraced Lin Xian from behind, hugged her gently, and said softly and affectionately: "Lin Xian, you are my best preparation."
Lin Xian's eyes were suddenly moist, his nose was sour, and his heart was also sour. How could Xiao Panpan be so silly, so sweet, and so kind. She turned around and hugged Xiao Wanqing, and rubbed her shoulder childishly, with water in her eyes, she said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Panpan, you have to remember, you don't have to force yourself to do anything for me , This is not my original intention of loving you. But as long as it is what you think, and what you think is a good decision, I will support you unconditionally."
Xiao Wanqing rubbed her forehead with her chin, and she agreed obediently, "I remember." She raised Lin Xian's chin, rubbed it lightly with her thumb, bit her lip, and joked a little shyly: "Now , going to see my mother-in-law is what I want to do, you have to support me."
Lin Xian broke his tears into a smile all of a sudden, he still remembered the matter of his birthright. She lay on Xiao Wanqing's shoulder and couldn't help but sneered.
After a few seconds, the elevator door opened again with a "ding dong". This time, Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian adjusted their emotions and walked out calmly holding hands.
Turning the corner, it took only a few steps to reach the door of Lin Zhan's house. Lin Xian didn't ring the doorbell, just took out the key from his pocket and put it into the keyhole.
However, before she could turn it, the door suddenly "clicked" and opened automatically from the inside.
Lin Xian still held the key in his hand, looked sideways at Xiao Wanqing, and looked at each other.
Xiao Wanqing's heartbeat became more and more rapid as the anti-theft door opened wider and wider, until Zhou Qin's calm face appeared in her sight, and her heartbeat suddenly eased inexplicably .
Inside the door, Zhou Qin stood by the door holding the doorknob, and Lin Zhan stood a little behind her. The two of them seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. The eyes of the two of them fell on Xiao Wanqing who was standing beside Lin Xian, almost instantly; outside the door, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing stood side by side, they blinked at the same time, and squeezed nervously lip.
Time seems to be very tolerant towards Xiao Wanqing. Lin Zhan and Zhou Qin feel that Xiao Wanqing seems to have never changed. Time has never been willing to leave traces on her body, but it has made her temperament more restrained and elegant. Now Lin Xian is standing with her, shedding the youthful innocence, and bringing the maturity and vitality of a young man just right, and in appearance, she is a perfect match with Xiao Wanqing.
The air seemed to freeze.
"Mom and Dad, we're here and you've been waiting for a long time." Lin Xian calmly turned sideways to cover some of the eyes of his parents looking at Xiao Wanqing, and reminded him while pulling out the key. She handed over the things in her hand to Lin Zhan, and complained: "Father, hurry up and continue, Panpan specially brought back from Yiping thousands of miles to give you special products, it will kill me."
Zhou Qin hadn't heard such a casual tone from Lin Xian for many years. Hearing this, she imperceptibly closed her hand on the doorknob, and her eyes dimmed.
Lin Zhan also reacted, and went forward to gossip and said: "The New Year's Day has come, and the road has been renovated again. You haven't encountered traffic jams, have you?" After finishing speaking, he looked down at Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian who were carrying As he took the things, he feigned displeasure and said, "Xiao Wan, come here as soon as you come, what are you doing with so many things?" The tone was kind, as if they had never had a quarrel, nor had they seen each other for many years.
Seeing Lin Zhan's familiar gentle and kind appearance, Xiao Wanqing couldn't help but relax a little, and replied with a smile: "It's nothing valuable, I just want you to try something new." As she spoke, she mustered up the courage to take a sneak peek and stood still. Zhou Qin, who was silent by the door, did not expect that Zhou Qin's eyes were actually locked on her and did not move away. Caught off guard, Xiao Wanqing's gaze collided with her.
Zhou Qin is over half a hundred years old. After all, the years are not forgiving. He looks much older than he remembers, and he is also much more restrained and peaceful than he remembers. Xiao Wanqing felt distressed for a moment, and she didn't want to avoid looking at each other in a panic. She was in a stalemate with her, and opened her mouth. Before she could think about what to say, Zhou Qin lowered her eyes and reached out to help take away the gift in her hand. Greeted softly: "Come in first."
The woman's warm, callused hands covered Xiao Wanqing's white catkins, touched her naturally, and then lightly helped her share more than half of the weight. Xiao Wanqing looked down at their clasped hands, her heart trembled involuntarily.
"Haven't you eaten yet? Lunch is almost ready, but the noodles and noodles are afraid that they will become mushy if cooked too early, so they haven't been cooked yet. Go to the living room and wait for a while." Zhou Qin closed the door and explained lightly as he walked in road.
"Then don't bother, just eat the prepared lunch, and the noodles don't need to be cooked." Lin Xian took out a pair of blue cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, and sent them to Xiao Wanqing thoughtfully, jokingly said: "Usually I wear them, you won't dislike me, right?" The other slippers are for customers, and I don't know how many people's feet they have worn, Lin Xian didn't want Xiao Wanqing to use them.
In front of Lin Xian's parents, Xiao Wanqing was a little embarrassed that Lin Xian was so considerate. Lin Zhan looked at the smile and sincere joy in his daughter's eyes that he hadn't seen for many years, and gradually felt relieved. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Lin Xian is so old, he can't control her, and he doesn't want to control her. He only hopes that she can live happily.
He bent down and took out a pair of brand-new cotton slippers from the corner of the shoe cabinet, and handed them to Lin Xian, explaining: "Wear these for Xiao Wan, your mother knew you were coming over today, so she bought them specially two days ago."
"As for the noodle, it's not for you to eat. What's your opinion?" Lin Zhan teased his daughter. "Xiao Wan, the noodles are cooked for you. Qinqin said that this is a gift from Anjiang City, and you must eat it." Lin Zhan said meaningfully to Xiao Wanqing.
In the etiquette of Anjiang City, it is the first time for a child to formally bring his betrothed person to the house. The family members must cook noodles and treat each other to show politeness and respect.
Xiao Wanqing's expression brightened, and her eyes fell on Zhou Qin who was leaning over in the living room and placing gifts carefully, seemingly not paying attention to their conversation, biting her lip, and her throat gradually became astringent. Misty mist appeared in her bright eyes, and she solemnly promised in a low voice: "I will definitely finish eating."