The day before the National Day holiday, Zhou Qin went to school to pick up Lin Xian, then detoured to Xiao Wanqing's house, and asked Lin Xian to pack some laundry and books to take home. Finally, together with Xiao Wanqing, the three of them had dinner outside After the meal, they dispersed separately.
After setting foot on the European continent, Lin Xian's family of three began to clarify the division of labor. Lin Zhan was responsible for heavy physical work such as backpacking and carrying luggage. Zhou Qin was responsible for posing for the scenery and other enjoyment matters. Lin Xian was in charge of asking for directions and communicating. and take pictures. Zhou Qin also euphemistically said that this is an opportunity for Lin Xian to practice his speaking and photography skills. Lin Xian's mind was filled with excitement, and he didn't want to argue with her anymore.
The first stop of the trip was France. When Zhou Qin finally picked up his motherly heart and helped Lin Xian take a few solo photos under the Eiffel Tower, Lin Xian leaned next to Zhou Qin, looked at the photos in the camera, and the first thing he thought of was Yes, I want to show Aunt Xiao.
She took out her mobile phone, handed it to Zhou Qin, and begged her, "Mom, take two pictures for me with your mobile phone."
Zhou Qin took her mobile phone casually, and asked her doubtfully: "What do you use your mobile phone to take pictures with? Your mobile phone's resolution is not high enough, and the pictures won't be as clear as a camera."
Lin Xian smiled and posed, and answered her: "I want to upload to Space, it's more convenient to use a mobile phone."
Zhou Qin verbally mocked her for being "vain and stinky", but still seriously took two beautiful and lovely photos of her. She looked at Lin Xian under the camera, and couldn't help but feel a little complacent. After all, she is my daughter, she is beautiful, follow me!
After taking the picture, Lin Xian took the phone and looked at it carefully, feeling quite satisfied with Zhou Qin's photography skills. She couldn't wait to open the Internet, clicked on Xiao Wanqing's profile picture on the top of WeChat, and sent the photo to Xiao Wanqing.
Speaking of which, this was the first time she sent her a message after adding Xiao Wanqing. She opened the dialogue box and waited for a while, but did not receive a response from Xiao Wanqing.
Not far away, Zhou Qin saw that she was not moving, and urged her to keep up. Lin Xian had to lock the phone screen in disappointment, and ran a few steps to catch up with Lin Zhan and Zhou Qin.
I don't know, where are Aunt Xiao and Aunt Wen, are they having fun... She comforted herself, it's normal if there is no reply. She almost forgot just now that there was a jet lag between her and Xiao Wanqing, and she should be sleeping right now in the East Eighth District of China.
In the evening, they found a small tavern for dinner. Lin Xian watched the red wine in the goblet dangling in the hands of his parents, and thought of Xiao Wanqing again. Unconsciously, the first day she came to Xiao Wanqing's house came to her mind, they ate the first meal together, Xiao Wanqing's soft face and elegant charm when she raised her glass and swayed gently.
Lin Xian couldn't help but took out his phone again, turned on the Internet, and checked the news.
It was still the same as what she sent in the morning, the page of the conversation was still empty, only two photos of her were waiting there alone—Xiao Wanqing did not reply to her.
Lin Xian pouted. Well, it seems that I had a great time playing with Wen Tong, and I can't even think of looking at my phone. She put away her mobile phone, grabbed the knife and fork, increased her strength, and used the knife to cut the steak back and forth as if venting her anger.
It was after eleven o'clock at night, after a night tour in Paris, the family of three returned to the hotel. Zhou Qin and Lin Zhanen returned to the double room with their arms around each other lovingly, and Lin Xian went to the next room alone.
After a day of shopping, she was really tired. After Lin Xian took a shower and dried her hair, she didn't even have the thought of turning on the laptop and importing the photos from the camera into the laptop. She was so tired that she just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep. Sleep. As soon as the person lay down on the bed and touched the pillow, she fell asleep.
However, despite her exhaustion, her old habit of sleeping in bed had finally broken. At four o'clock in the morning, Lin Xian woke up without warning, and couldn't fall asleep after that.
She lay on the bed with her eyes open, looking through the window at the dark night outside, her thoughts scattered. Is the night sky here the same as that at home
She couldn't help thinking of the news that hadn't been responded to yet, and couldn't help feeling a little itchy. She reached out and picked up the mobile phone placed by the bed, unlocked the screen lock, connected to the network, and clicked on the icon.
She was inexplicably nervous and looking forward to it.
Dialogs, finally, have changed!
Under the two pictures, there are several long green dialog boxes - Xiao Wanqing replied to her by voice.
Lin Xian sat up suddenly, with a bright smile on her face that she didn't even notice. She couldn't wait to open the first voice with her fingers, and she heard Xiao Wanqing's familiar warm and melodious voice resounding in the silence, full of smiles: "Xianxian, have you grown taller..."
Lin Xian couldn't help but burst out laughing, Aunt Xiao's focus was really... She lifted the thin quilt and got off the bed without thinking, walked to the table not far away where the bag was placed, and picked it up from the side pocket of the backpack. He took out the earphones, then went back to bed and connected to the phone.
Once again, she clicked on the voice message, and listening to Xiao Wanqing's words, they came to the bottom of her heart close to her cochlea. Then, she opened Xiao Wanqing's voice messages one by one, and listened to Xiao Wanqing telling her that they were already in the ancient city of Lizhou. She told her that this place was a little different from what she had imagined. It was much more prosperous than she had imagined, and there were many tourists. No, it's a bit too commercialized, but she still likes it very much.
The curvature of Lin Xian's lips is getting higher and higher.
But the second voice message was a bit longer than the previous ones, it was more than 20 minutes ago, and it was much longer than the previous ones, a full 60 seconds.
She touched the screen lightly with her fingers, and first she heard a little noise and rustling around her, and she could faintly hear a few low and indistinct human voices. Two or three seconds later, she could clearly hear the soft and soothing music in the background, and then, a cool, ethereal, stunning female voice followed the thin earphone cable into Lin Xian's ears , all the way, scratched into her heart: "Even if the sky is deep and no cracks can be seen, the brows are still full of dense clouds..."
Lin Xian told her not to listen to Cantonese songs on weekdays, but for a while, she couldn't remember which song it was.
"... I am afraid that the tragedy will repeat itself, my fate is hit, the more beautiful things are, the less I can touch them..."
Lin Xian stared at the darkened screen in a daze, fascinated by the sound... Aunt Xiao! Is this Aunt Xiao singing? It's her! is her! Although her voice was a little colder and lower than usual when speaking, but, it was her...
She felt that something was exploding in her heart, and in her mind, she only echoed repeatedly: ah, can she speak Cantonese? She can sing too! She sings so well! Ah, why am I not there, ahh...
"...Actually, what's the use of me cherishing you again? Could it be that if I hold you tightly this time, it may not be in vain..."
Lin Xian didn't realize at all that she had completely entered the star-eyed fan girl mode. Just as I was fascinated by it, the singing stopped suddenly, as if the recording person accidentally released the button...
It is the maximum time limit of 60 seconds.
She quickly clicked on the last three-second voice, and sure enough, it wasn't a song.
Lin Xian was going crazy, in a foreign country in the middle of the night, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep, she couldn't hear what was behind, she scratched her ears and cheeks in regret and annoyance. Her slender fingers seemed to be dancing on the screen, and she quickly replied to Xiao Wanqing's message, praising her: "It's so beautiful! Aunt Xiao, you sing so well, blah blah, but I didn't hear the rest. Why am I not there, crying Haw..."
But after waiting for two minutes, the dialog box did not change. Missed her with Xiao Wanqing again.
Lin Xian clicked on the voice message again, listened to it again, listened to it again, and again... She leaned back and looked sideways at the night sky outside the window, her lips gradually filled with a smile.
How can she be so good, so gentle, so charming...
Finally, she clicked on it again with satisfaction, and listened carefully to the last voice that was less than two minutes away from the previous one. Xiao Wanqing sent it to her across an ocean in a hoarse and soft voice that was different from usual: " Good night, kids..."
After calming down, she heard, Xiao Wanqing, is she a little drunk? In this way, the style... the numbing sound...
Was it Wen Tong who recorded the song with his mobile phone? It's Wen Tong, by her side...
She felt like there was something wrong with her heart, and suddenly, inexplicably, it became sour. After a long time, she still pressed the voice button, and gently, with a gentleness that she didn't realize, she replied to Xiao Wanqing: "Good night, sweet dreams."
In the next few days, Lin Xian would send photos and voice messages to Xiao Wanqing wherever he went. Xiao Wanqing and her had a time difference, and the reply was always delayed for a long time, but every time, there was a response. At first, it was just a voice reply, and later, she also began to share photos with Lin Xian, although there were never people, only the scenery.
But Xiao Wanqing is willing to share with her. Does this mean that Xiao Wanqing is gradually letting go of her guard against her, and gradually, she really regards her as a friend
Lin Xian felt very satisfied and very happy.
After the holiday, on the evening of the day when she returned to Xiao Wanqing's house, Lin Xian packed her luggage in a hurry after having dinner at home, and urged Zhou Qin to leave. Zhou Qin ordered the souvenirs he brought back, and asked Lin Xian worriedly: "Have you brought all the books? Don't you have to go to class tomorrow and find out that you didn't bring the books. I think you just remember that you chose for Aunt Xiao. scarves and perfume."
Lin Xian opened the door, dissatisfied with Zhou Qin's repeated instructions, and responded impatiently with a drawn-out voice: "I brought it... Mom, you have said it several times."
Zhou Qin took the car keys and followed her out with the gift for Xiao Wanqing, and gave Lin Xian a glance: "Who am I doing this for? Do a few things to make me feel at ease and see who checked out At that time, you almost left your passport on the bed?"
Lin Xian's old account was overturned, and he was instantly cowardly, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye, and he didn't dare to speak back again. Zhou Qin nagged a few more words, seeing that she was being honest, he let her go.
Xiao Wanqing just came back not long ago, and her luggage was scattered in the living room, but the gift for Zhou Qin had already been separated out.
Lin Xian followed Zhou Qin into the door, and the first time he saw Xiao Wanqing, he stared straight at her, unable to move his eyes away. In her mind, she couldn't picture what this gentle and quiet woman, who seemed to be extremely well-behaved, would look like when she was drunk in such a brightly lit bar, with her eyes lowered and her lips open, singing softly...
Xiao Wanqing thought that Lin Xian was frightened by her busy appearance, so she couldn't help but touched her cheek, and asked Lin Xian with a smile, "Did I get a lot of tan?"
Lin Xian just came back to his senses, looked at Xiao Wanqing carefully, then shook his head, and said frankly: "No, it's not tanned at all."
Zhou Qin also laughed and said, "It's not tanned." She recalled the past: "Xiao Wan, you can't get tanned at all, right? At that time, when graduate students went to the countryside for research, Wen Tong's tan was like coal, but you have nothing to do No, my dad even wondered if you were being lazy and working less."
Xiao Wanqing thought of Wen Tong's face that was as beautiful as peaches and plums when he left, and as dark as Bao Gong when he returned, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed: "Sister, you will know when you see her, she... naturalized in Africa again gone."
Zhou Qin suddenly laughed heartily "hahahaha" and said, "It's okay, didn't she always boast that she can be dark quickly and white quickly."
Xiao Wanqing gave Zhou Qin and Lin Zhan a lot of souvenirs, including a set of Moinba wooden bowl souvenirs, tea, coffee, various milk cakes, flower cakes, ham, etc., and there were several bags of them. Zhou Qin was a little embarrassed, and scolded her: "Did you evacuate that place? Don't be afraid of it, doesn't Wen Tong despise you?"
Xiao Wanqing's gentle face showed a bit of grievance, and she jokingly complained: "She detests me so much that she won't help me mention it. But I think everything is very good, so I want to bring it back for you to have a look. .”
Zhou Qin was still moved after all, took Xiao Wanqing's hand and patted it lightly: "You have the heart."
Seeing the stitches, Lin Xian quickly tilted his head and asked Xiao Wanqing with a smile: "Aunt Xiao, what about my gift?"
Zhou Qin let go of Xiao Wanqing's hand, and gave Lin Xian a sharp look: "You are not ashamed to ask others for gifts."
Lin Xian took Xiao Wanqing's arm with both hands, shook it, and said coquettishly: "Then Aunt Xiao is someone else, and I know Aunt Xiao must remember me." After she finished speaking, she blinked her big watery eyes, Asked for confirmation: "Yes, Aunt Xiao."
Seeing how cute she is, Xiao Wanqing softened her heart, stretched out her hand and gently scratched her little nose with gentle brows and eyes: "Little clever ghost..."
She took a few steps to the luggage bag next to the coffee table, unzipped it, took out a beautiful small box from it, handed it to Lin Xian, and said with a smile, "Open it and have a look."
Lin Xian took it with both hands, and gently opened the box. What he saw was a beautifully woven black lanyard, and below it, a round, white jade pendant in the shape of a safety clasp.
Under the influence of Lin Zhan, Zhou Qin had a lot of research on antique jade, and at a glance, he knew that it was Hetian white jade of excellent quality, which was expensive, so he immediately stopped him and said, "No, it's too expensive, Lin Xian can't accept it." .”
Xiao Wanqing refuted Zhou Qin with a crooked eyebrow and a smile: "Sister, don't talk, I didn't give it to you, I just asked Lin Xian." She took out the pendant from the box, loosened the loose rope buckle, and approached Lin Xian , lifted Lin Xian's long hair, and helped Lin Xian put on the pendant. She lowered her head, staring at Lin Xian with eyes like water, her voice was soft, like a breeze caressing Lin Xian's heart: "Do you like it?"
Lin Xian lowered his eyes and looked at her slender fingers that were still on her neck. They were white and slender, just like the piece of white jade hanging on her chest at this moment. She raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Wanqing. After a long while, her brows and eyes slightly curved, her eyes moved, and her eyes, like black jewels, shone brightly: "I like it... I like it very much..."
So, she saw the smile and gentleness in Xiao Wanqing's eyes rippling slightly...
Lin Xian couldn't hear what Zhou Qin said to excuse and blame. She only knows that she really likes, likes, what Xiao Wanqing gave her, probably, no matter what it is...
As long as Xiao Wanqing is happy, as long as she is willing to give, she dares to take it.
The author has something to say: Talking about it after many years
Lin Xian was not ashamed to say: under the witness of my mother, she bravely sent the token of love. (≧▽≦)/
Zhou Qin regretted it: he didn't want to talk. Smile.