The next day was Saturday, after dinner, before Lin Xian went to the gym with Xiao Wanqing to work out, she remembered to show Xiao Wanqing the script after she was selected and given guidance by the organizer, and revised again.
The TV was on, Xiao Wanqing was sitting on the sofa, Lin Xian moved a small single-seat stool, and sat in front of her. She presented the script with both hands, and looked at Xiao Wanqing expectantly with her chin resting, waiting for Xiao Wanqing's comment.
Xiao Wanqing was very focused when she read it, without saying a word, she quickly finished reading, closed the script and smiled and praised Lin Xian: "The plot is more coherent, the logic is more complete, and the format is quite regular. It's great." While speaking, she casually flipped the script in her hand, and she seemed to have scanned inadvertently, there were a few large characters behind the script.
Xiao Wanqing flipped through the script, and saw the back of the script. On the entire white paper, in the middle of the lower end, there were four big characters written in dragon, flying and phoenix dancing, which looked like cursive script. If you look carefully, you can recognize it. It seems to be... Slowly lure it? Four characters.
Xiao Wanqing frowned suspiciously, and asked Lin Xian, "Are you going to change your name?"
Lin Xian was puzzled and denied it: "No. Why do you ask?"
Xiao Wanqing pushed the script in front of Lin Xian, pointed at the four big black characters, and said with a smile: "Did you write these four characters? It's pretty pretty."
Lin Xian froze for a moment, looked down, and was taken aback. Then, she reacted suddenly, grabbed the script in Xiao Wanqing's hand with a big movement, jumped up and stood up, and explained repeatedly: "I didn't write it... ah, I wrote it, I just wrote it." I wrote it casually... Ah, no, I just got an inspiration when I was bored in class, so I just drew it out and wrote it... "
She was at a loss and flustered a little too much. Xiao Wanqing was a little puzzled, and said with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? It's normal to lose your mind occasionally in class, and I won't tell you."
Lin Xian grabbed the paper and hugged his hand in front of his chest, and slowly lowered it. He didn't know if he was relieved or a little bit lost.
Yes, why am I nervous, and Aunt Xiao doesn't know...
She didn't know that these four big characters were tossed and turned last night, and finally, unable to hold back, a carp jumped up, jumped out of bed and grabbed a pen. Borrowing the moonlight, she walked around the paper with a pen and a pen full of love. Next, the great subject of her sweet dreams.
Slowly seducing it—she pursued Xiao Wanqing's plan.
Shiman sent her "A tiger in my heart, sniff the rose carefully", she couldn't fall asleep and thought about it for a long time. She sorted out all the past with Xiao Wanqing little by little, recalled how she flinched after borrowing the moon to confess her love back then, and recalled the forbearance that she wanted to kiss away her tears but only dared to reach out to hug her in the end, it seemed that she gradually understood.
There is a tiger in her heart, the tiger is her burning love for Xiao Wanqing, it can warm Xiao Wanqing, but it can also burn Xiao Wanqing. The first time she flinched was due to impulsiveness and fear. Xiao Wanqing didn't like girls, which would make her bother and blame herself; the second time she flinched was because of distress and knowing that Xiao Wanqing would definitely push her away, and now was not the time.
Among them, separated by gender, identity, age. In her opinion, these things are not a problem in front of love. When Xiao Wanqing didn't like her, didn't love her, and was still rational, these things were probably fatal problems.
It was impossible for her to approach Xiao Wanqing after she was on guard, and it was even more impossible and unwilling to ignore Xiao Wanqing's wishes to force her and threaten her.
So, all she can do is to sniff the roses. Restraining the burning fire, replace it with a small fire, and slowly, quietly, unconsciously ignite Xiao Wanqing.
In the face of true love, everything will be unimportant. So, she has to wait, is waiting—Xiao Wanqing, really, I love it.
But, when will she like herself... How can she like herself...
Lin Xian stared deeply at the gentle and smiling Xiao Wanqing, his eyes gradually dimmed. Facing Xiao Wanqing every day, her frown and smile, every moment, seemed to add a handful of firewood to her heart, but she had to restrain herself. This is really, really embarrassing.
Xiao Wanqing stood up, bent her eyebrows at her, and suggested: "It's almost there, let's go to the gym."
The obscurity in Lin Xian's eyes was gradually washed away under her clear and gentle gaze like water. Blame you for being too beautiful, love you for being too beautiful.
She raised her thin lips, put on a soft and harmless smile, and pulled Xiao Wanqing's slender fingers, interlocking her ten fingers, and responded briskly: "Okay, let's go."
Xiao Wanqing let her clasp her hands, she was so used to it, she didn't notice it.
After going to the gym with Xiao Wanqing for the first time to exercise, Xiao Wanqing asked her about her wishes, and then helped her apply for a fitness card. Afterwards, her weekly appointment with Wen Tong gradually turned into a trip of three of them.
Obviously, today everything is the same as usual. The three of them first did 30 minutes of aerobic exercise together, and then started strength training together. Wen Tong's physical fitness is better. According to the usual practice, she did a few more sets of supine crunches and side crunches than them. After finishing, she collapsed on the mat, motionless.
Xiao Wanqing had enough rest and sat up. She moved to Wen Tong's side, looked at Wen Tong's exhausted expression, and couldn't be bothered to care about your expression, she reached out and poked Wen Tong's stomach mischievously, making a gesture to lift up her clothes, and said with a smile: "In the summer, I was I found out that the vest line is gone, and I laughed at you a few words, and you have a grudge, now, after practicing for so long, have you come back?"
Wen Tong unceremoniously knocked down Xiao Wanqing's restless hand with a "snap", and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid I won't be able to get into your old eyes, so I'll let you see if you're still there..." As he spoke, Her hands also started to move around.
Lin Xian stood aside, his eyes lit up immediately, Aunt Xiao has fish! From the first time she worked out with Xiao Wanqing, Xiao Wanqing was always dressed neatly when she worked out. She had never seen Xiao Wanqing's vest line before!
She wanted to see it, but Wen Tong couldn't touch it!
Fortunately, tit for tat, Xiao Wanqing knocked Wen Tong's hand off with a "slap" without mercy. Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Tong was not annoyed, her deep and sharp eyebrows softened a lot because of her smile, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and ordered Xiao Wanqing to say: "Wipe my sweat, it's dripping into my eyes."
Xiao Wanqing obediently picked up a towel from the side and wiped the sweat on Wen Tong's forehead and face, and said angrily: "I see that your hands were quite strong when you hit me, don't you know how to wipe it yourself?"
Wen Tong didn't respond either, she just lay down and enjoyed Xiao Wanqing's action of wiping her, and stared softly at Xiao Wanqing...
It is obviously such a strong aura, it is the first time for Lin Xian to meet someone who even feels oppressed, but at this moment, it strangely reminds Lin Xian of the four words, gentle brows and eyes...
Is it her, does Ji see Ren Ji? Why, I feel that Wen Tong's eyes are very wrong...
Lin Xian's heart suddenly sank...
On the way back, Xiao Wanqing seemed to be in a good mood. She played a brisk song, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and her eyebrows and eyes were smiling. Lin Xian pursed her lips, lowered her head as if distracted, Xiao Wanqing noticed Lin Xian's depression from the corner of her eye, and asked with concern: "Xianxian, what's wrong?"
Lin Xian bit her lip, cared about Wen Tong, and asked Xiao Wanqing, "Does Aunt Wen have a boyfriend?"
The corners of Xiao Wanqing's lips deepened, and she teased her: "What's the matter, does your mother also want to tell her a date? Probably not now, right? Actually, I don't know very well, her relationship changes relatively quickly."
Speaking of which, when we first met, she knew that Wen Tong had a boyfriend who started in college, dated him for two years, and had a graduate student in a different place. In the second year of research, after the two broke up, Wen Tong seemed to have never dated a long-term boyfriend for more than half a year. At first, she could still see her new boyfriend occasionally. Later, her relationship started faster and ended faster and faster. Sometimes, she only heard that she had changed a boyfriend before she had time to bring a new boyfriend. When this good friend of hers met once, she heard that she changed to the next one.
Lin Xian asked: "Now? Should it? Was it before?"
Xiao Wanqing paused when she heard the steering wheel, and looked at Lin Xian in surprise, as if she was afraid that Lin Xian might misunderstand something, and quickly explained: "Although Wen Tong and I are good friends, she is different from me. She has always liked boys, so of course she has had them before." She thought about the names of boys mentioned by Wen Tong and her like a fleeting moment, and silently added a sentence in her heart, and there were many more, straight.
She has always liked boys. Lin Xian listened comfortably, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. However, in the next second, Xiao Wanqing dropped another bomb.
"Haha, I suddenly thought it was funny." Xiao Wanqing had just given Wen Tong a definition of "straightness" in the previous thought, and the next moment, Wen Tong's rare few seconds when he was not straight came to mind. "Two years ago, she broke up with her one day and fell in love. She invited me to the bar for a drink. Suddenly, she seemed to see through the world and asked me, 'The relationship between a man and a woman is really meaningless. Lao Xiao, is it true that girls are more attractive? Is it suitable for girls?" I was still thinking about how to persuade her, but she said again, "Old Xiao, if we are still single when we are thirty-five years old, or we can live together."
Lin Xian's heart was full of alarm bells, and he immediately said nervously: "Then did you agree?" This Wen Tong! It was really wrong! ! With evil intentions! Unpredictable! Bad intentions!
At the red light at the intersection ahead, Xiao Wanqing looked ahead, slowly reduced the speed of the car, and said indifferently: "It's just a joke. I told her that I knew her too well at the time, so I might not be able to survive. She thought about it for herself. I also laughed for a long time, and then I accepted the invitation of the man beside me and went to dance happily." Probably because the writer's imagination and sense of imagery are more abundant than ordinary people, at that time Wen Tong's voice just fell, and her mind unconsciously Thinking about the picture of her sleeping in the same bed with Wen Tong facing each other day and night, inexplicably, goose bumps all over her body. Too ripe! A friend is a friend...
The car stopped, Lin Xian stared at Xiao Wanqing's indifferent side face waiting for the green light, watched her long eyelashes fall, rise, and flicker, and suddenly asked her in a low voice: "Aunt Xiao, what about thirty-five?" If you were still single when you were 10 years old, how about we live together?"
It was a joke, but the girl's voice was soft and too serious. Xiao Wanqing glanced sideways at her in a little surprise, and caught her overly focused and soft eyes. For a moment, she seemed to be indulging in the girl's charming eyes, unconsciously imagining in her words that at the age of thirty-five, Lin Xian was twenty-one, and at that time, Lin Xian grew longer and brighter than now Impressive, what should it look like...
Like the next second, the car waiting behind honked its horn to urge. The green light was on for two seconds, Xiao Wanqing was at the front, but she didn't move.
Xiao Wanqing was awakened by the sound of the horn, she suddenly looked back, turned her head, and started the car without squinting...
Lin Xian kept staring at her, and naturally caught her absent-mindedness. After turning around with her, inexplicably, the crimson of the ears gradually spread.
Like a little fox, she had a sly smile in her eyes, but she pretended to be wronged and asked Xiao Wanqing again: "Isn't it good to live together like this?"
Compared to that time when she frankly and frankly imagined the picture of herself and Wen Tong, this time, Xiao Wanqing obviously didn't think about anything, but she couldn't even explain why, for a moment, something seemed wrong.
It's a little hot...
She bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Very...very good."
Lin Xian snickered, she said innocently: "Aunt Xiao, is it a little stuffy in the car, I feel a little hot..."
Yes, that's it.
Xiao Wanqing frowned, rolled down the car window a little, and said calmly: "It's a little bit."