Xiao Wanqing seldom shed tears in front of others, let alone in front of juniors like Lin Xian. After she calmed down, she felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Lin Xian knew how to take care of her emotions. The two looked at each other, and Lin Xian shook her right hand in time, giving her a step down: "Aunt Xiao, I... my hand hurts..."
Xiao Wanqing immediately forgot the embarrassment, turned around and went to get the medicine box: "Sit down, wait for me."
She brought the medicine box and sterilized Lin Xian carefully with alcohol. She wanted to wrap it up with gauze, but Lin Xian stubbornly refused, saying that it was not that serious. In the end, she had to compromise for her Three Band-Aids were applied.
Three flesh-colored Band-Aids almost covered more than half of the back of the hand. The exposed skin color was not covered, and there was also a slight bluish-purple color. In general, it is very annoying. Xiao Wanqing helped her gently press the band-aid firmly, and worried: "I don't know if there will be scars..."
Lin Xian moved her fingers. Although the back of her hand was tightly taped, her fingers were still quite flexible. Aunt Xiao had good skills. She teased Xiao Wanqing nonchalantly: "Will Auntie Xiao dislike you if you leave scars?"
Xiao Wanqing laughed: "It's my turn to dislike it." Moreover, it's not a matter of dislike or dislike.
Lin Xian stubbornly acted coquettishly and said: "I don't care, I only care about Aunt Xiao whether you dislike it or not." She complained: "Aunt Xiao, your hands are so beautiful, if I have scars on my hands, it will not look good. Is it true that your hands are so beautiful? People who are not good-looking are not qualified to make friends with people with good-looking hands?"
"Nonsense..." Xiao Wanqing laughed at her. Sometimes, she really wanted to pry open Lin Xian's little head, to see what was in her head, and where did so many fallacies come from. She touched Lin Xian's head, and said softly: "Xianxian, I don't dislike it, I'm just guilty." She stared at Lin Xian with eyes like water, and told her in a warm voice: "No matter what, in the future, don't be so impulsive Yes. My body, I have to take good care of it.”
Lin Xian raised his eyes, exchanged a glance with Xiao Wanqing, then quickly lowered his head and remained silent. One more time, one hundred times more, she might still be so impulsive. She even felt that if that person was in front of her eyes, she would rush up and fight with her. She likes the person she cherishes so much, why is that person so lucky to have it, and why does she still dare to cherish it
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the glass on the coffee table, curled her lips, changed the subject and said with a smile, "Fortunately, the glass didn't break."
Xiao Wanqing noticed that Lin Xian was dodging her words, reached out her hand and flicked Lin Xian's forehead in dissatisfaction, and brought the topic back: "Don't change the subject." She said seriously: "Lin Xian, I didn't know before, so you have such a When the impulse is so violent, it is a good thing for young people to have spirit in their hearts, but they should not be too impulsive. In this way, it is too easy to hurt themselves." When she calmed down and thought about it carefully, Xiao Wanqing felt a little scared. She always thought that Lin Xian was gentle and lively, but it turned out that he was a sleeping volcano
"But I'm only going to do things because of you..." Lin Xian muttered softly.
Xiao Wanqing couldn't hear what she was talking about vaguely, so she flicked Lin Xian's forehead again, and said angrily, "Dudu murmurs what are you talking about, are you complaining that my old aunt is nagging me wordy?"
Lin Xian quickly waved her hand to clarify: "I don't have any." She sighed, and promised: "I know, I won't be so impulsive in the future, after all, I am also an adult." After finishing speaking, she blinked suddenly, Sitting up straight, he stretched out his hand to Xiao Wanqing, and said solemnly: "Let's get to know each other again. Hello, Xiao Wanqing, I'm Lin Xian, eighteen years old, a freshman student in the Department of Finance of Jingnan University. Friends."
Xiao Wanqing's thoughts were still immersed in the other side of Lin Xian's sudden appearance, and she couldn't help but startled when she heard this.
This is the second time Lin Xian calls her name.
Compared with the girl's agility and charm the first time, this time, she seemed to call these three words more seriously and calmly.
Xiao Wanqing stared fixedly at Lin Xian's bright smiling face in front of her, and was surprised that time seemed to pass slowly, and also seemed to pass really quickly. Slowly, when she saw Lin Xian for the first time more than ten years ago, Lin Xian was not tall enough for her waist, hiding shyly behind Zhou Qin and calling her "Auntie" as if it was still yesterday; soon, that little girl , as if in the blink of an eye, she had quietly grown up, and now, sitting in front of her, she was able to interact with her as an adult.
Isn't it, the growth of a young girl is just like this, unconsciously, with hindsight. Xiao Wanqing looked at Lin Xian carefully again, only to realize that in just a few months, at some point, the little girl's chin, which was still wearing some baby fat, had grown into the thin and delicate shape of a young woman. line. She has gradually faded away from her immaturity, and the eyes that stared at her were still as clear and clean as when they first met, but they were a little more stable and determined.
Xiao Wanqing seemed to see that the immature face of the little girl who was following Zhou Qin gradually overlapped with the bright and young face in front of her, and then gradually separated...
She is not only Zhou Qin's daughter, her junior, her niece...
She is still an individual, an adult, and a friend who is many years younger than her.
Xiao Wanqing's eyebrows and eyes gradually softened, and the curvature of the corners of her lips gradually deepened. She stretched out her hand, gently took Lin Xian's hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Hi, I'm Xiao Wanqing, nice to meet you."
The Shi family's mansion is not far from Xiao Wanqing's house, but it was a waste of effort to send Chen Zhi and Tang Mo home by taking a detour, so it was close to zero, and Xia Zhijin's car finally drove into the gate of Shi's house wearily.
Shi Man's mother Shi Jinglan was not at home, and the house was as quiet as ever.
No, even if she is at home, the house is quiet.
The huge mansion was supposed to be resplendent and dazzling, but at this moment because of the black lights, it was silent, like a haunted house, and it was gloomy in the night.
"It's better at Aunt Xiao's house, isn't it..." Shi Man stood crookedly at the door, looking at the big dark house, and suddenly murmured.
Xia Zhijin's eyes dimmed slightly, and she didn't answer her. She opened the door silently, went in first and turned on the light in the hall, then opened the door wide, went out again, reached out to hold Shiman through the door.
Shi Man has always been afraid of the dark, she knows it.
Whether Shi Man was really drunk, she didn't know.
Shi Man leaned on Xia Zhijin's body weakly and bonelessly. She closed her eyes slightly, smelling the faint fragrance of Xia Zhijin's body, and followed Xia Zhijin's pace with peace of mind, step by step towards the bedroom on the second floor.
"Actually, it's fine with just the two of us..." Suddenly, she rubbed against Xia Zhijin's neck and murmured softly.
Xia Zhijin's expression was indifferent, and she put her arms around Shiman, turning a deaf ear, without saying a word.
As soon as he entered Shiman's room and stood by the bed, Xia Zhijin immediately relaxed and got away from Shiman's body. Shi Man followed the trend and fell on his back on the big soft bed.
Her black hair was spread on the silver-gray bed sheet, her charming face was dyed crimson, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be full of spring water, her clothes were messy, and she looked like a drunken beauty. Anyone who saw her could not help but look at her twice Eye.
Xia Zhijin only glanced at her, then turned around, said "good night", and was about to leave in a hurry.
Shi Man's eyes that had been dazed all this time suddenly turned dark, as if a storm was about to strike in his eyes. She sat up suddenly, stretched out her hand, grabbed Xia Zhijin's wrist, and pulled it hard.
Xia Zhijin was caught off guard, and reflexively turned around to look at Shiman, but was pulled by her strength, lost her balance, and fell forward.
Seeing Xia Zhijin's familiar cold face getting bigger and bigger before his eyes, Shi Man immediately lay down. Xia Zhijin's head hit Shiman's chest hard, and she let out a muffled groan in pain.
Xia Zhijin heard Shiman's muffled snort, panicked, and wanted to get up nervously to check, but Shiman wrapped his hands tightly around her waist, clasped his fingers together, and didn't let her get up no matter what.
Xia Zhijin propped her hands on the quilt next to Shiman's cheeks, raised her body slightly with difficulty, and her eyes fell on the pillow next to Shiman's cheeks. She was in a turmoil in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she only asked Shi Man in a low voice: "Let go of me. You are drunk, I'll make you some honey water to sober up."
Shi Man stared at her perfectly curved chin, tightened his hands around her waist even more, and said with a low smile, "Am I drunk, don't you know?" Her thumb gently rubbed The straight line sunk into Xia Zhijin's waist said softly and ambiguously, "Zhijin, don't you want to know who the girl I like is?"
Xia Zhijin's whole body was stiff, and she felt her face was burning, as if it was about to burn. Her hands, propped on the quilt, were slightly clenched into fists. She looked back, couldn't help thinking, wanted to take a look at Shiman, out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally glanced at the photo frame on Shiman's bedside table. There, there is a group photo of Shi Man, her, and Shi Jinglan.
It was like a basin of ice water that was so heart-cooling that it was poured down from the head all at once. Xia Zhijin woke up all of a sudden, the panic in her heart gradually passed, and the coldness gradually rose.
"I don't want to know." She thought, her voice must be as cold as ice. In fact, she was very scared to see her sad look.
Shi Man was not discouraged, and still had a smile on his face, not allowing her to escape, and said softly: "But I want to tell you." She leaned up, leaned close to Xia Zhijin's cold face, and pressed against her ear , Word by word, softly and cruelly confessed: "Xia Zhijin, I like you, you already knew, didn't you?" Her hands moved away from Xia Zhijin's waist, and moved up to Xia Zhijin's thin bones Even a little on the back of the hand. She turned her face sideways, and a kiss was about to land on Xia Zhijin's clear and cold face.
The next moment, a strong force struck, the kiss fell through, Shi Man was pushed away by Xia Zhijin, and fell back on the bed.
The beautiful girl with a long body and an expressionless face stood up straight and looked at her as if she was looking at a stranger: "You are drunk, I will pretend that I have never heard these drunken words."
Shi Man stared at her quietly, his vision gradually blurred. She still stubbornly held Xia Zhijin's wrist with one hand, and raised her hand to cover her eyes with the other. On the sheet, moisture gradually smeared.
She finally asked her: "I know what you are thinking. Xia Zhijin, don't think about my mother, don't think about any kindness or debt, you only think about yourself, dare you say that you don't like me at all?"
Xia Zhijin stared deeply at Shiman who covered his face and wept, his whole body seemed to be engulfed in sadness. Reluctance, sadness, and even despair flashed in her eyes, and her back molars were almost shattered. Finally, she resolutely and coldly used her hands bit by bit to break away Shiman's hand that was holding her. , pulled out, turned around, and left without looking back...
"Sleep, it's not important."
Shimankong's hand was hanging by the bed in vain, and the tears became more and more turbulent...
fool…
this fool...
Shi Jinglan is not a real benefactor, why can she have a grateful person like you.
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