The night is as cool as water, and there is no entertainment in the small mountain village. After nightfall, except for the occasional barking of dogs, there is silence everywhere.
Xia Zhijin had dinner with her grandma and sister, watched TV with her grandma and had a conversation. After watching her grandma take the medicine and fall asleep, she left the house. She was alone in the open space in front of the low house, leaning tiredly on the wooden chair that grandma used to sit on, looking up at the night sky in a trance, her eyes dark...
It seemed to be ringing in my ears over and over again. When my mother was alive, she told her in front of the hospital bed: "Zhijin, as human beings, we must repay your kindness. From now on, you must repay your auntie well."
But mom, you didn't tell me at that time, it turns out that money is easy to pay back, but kindness is hard to repay. Do love debts have to be repaid with love
After an unknown amount of time, footsteps suddenly sounded beside her, and immediately, a small bench landed beside her. Her sister, Xia Zhiqi sat down on the small bench, turned her head and grinned at her.
Xia Zhijin pursed her lips and let out a faint smile, and said softly as if nothing had happened: "Did you finish your homework?"
Xia Zhiqi nodded: "Well, I'm done, and I've previewed." After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, then stopped talking: "Sister, you..."
Xia Zhijin glanced at her and asked doubtfully, "En?"
Xia Zhiqi licked his lips, stretched out his hand and gently held Xia Zhijin's hand, with obvious worry on his face, and said softly, "Sister, you...do you have something on your mind?" Although Xia Zhijin came back on a non-holiday this time, he explained It's because there are holidays for school sports. However, she could tell that Xia Zhijin had something on her mind when she came back this time, and the corners of her brows and eyes were full of fatigue. Her older sister was originally a quiet person, and this time, she couldn't even speak a few words a day.
She leaned her head on Xia Zhijin's shoulder, and her voice was still a little girlish: "Sister, you don't have to work so much every month and send so much money back. Grandma and I are at home, how can we use so much? Grandma is just saving it, so you can keep it for yourself. I thought about it, after I am admitted to the high school in the city, we will rent a house, take grandma over and live together. In my spare time, I will live with you You can also do part-time jobs, tuition and living expenses, we can all rely on ourselves. Sister, when I grow up, I will work hard to earn a lot of money and pay back what I owe to my aunt. You don’t want to bear such a big burden alone Pressure, take everything on yourself, okay?"
Xia Zhijin gently rubbed Xia Zhiqi's forehead with her face, distressed and pleased with her sensibleness: "You are still young, don't think so much, tuition and living expenses are not something you have to consider." She paused, thinking of the picture Pressed by her at Shi's house, she gritted her teeth, took a deep breath and asked her younger sister, "Zhiqi, do you want... to live in the city with grandma earlier?"
"No." The girl answered her without thinking. She didn't know what she was thinking, and her tone was transparent and mature that didn't match her age: "Sister, it doesn't matter where we live, what kind of abilities we have, and what kind of life we live. I just want you to live a more relaxed and free life." If my mother is still alive, she must hope so too."
Xia Zhijin gently pressed her forehead against Xia Zhiqi, closed her eyes, and said sullenly, "Thank you, Zhiqi." She said softly, "After two years, I will finish paying back the debt owed to Auntie Time, and we can relax easily from now on." , Is it okay to be a human being freely?"
"Okay." The girl replied happily. She didn't see that a tear slipped quietly from the corner of Xia Zhijin's eye, and disappeared into the night.
The salon held by Xiao Wanqing Magazine two days before Christmas, thanks to Wen Tong, even though the speaker was temporarily changed, was still a great success and received a good response.
After the salon was over, Xiao Wanqing and Wen Tong went downstairs to pick up the car in the parking lot. Xiao Wanqing once again thanked Wen Tong for saving the scene, Wen Tong smiled casually, took out a stack of business cards from her bag, shook them in front of Xiao Wanqing, and said: "Come on, don't be too polite, I don't necessarily I also want to thank you. I just want to change jobs, and there may not be opportunities here.”
Xiao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Changing jobs? Is it... have you encountered a bottleneck in your work recently?" Frankly speaking, Xinchao, where Wen Tong is currently working, is the best platform in Anjiang City. It's pretty good. But there is one downside, that is, I am busy and tired, and my interpersonal relationship is more complicated.
Xiao Wanqing also worked here when she first graduated. However, because she couldn’t accept such high-intensity entertainment and the complex interpersonal environment that made people seem unable to get a moment’s breath, she finally chose to leave the job, and came to her current job where the salary and development are relatively inferior to Xinchao, but it will be easier magazine.
But Wen Tong is different, Wen Tong adapts well in Xinchao. In fact, from a certain point of view, Wen Tong is completely different from her. In fact, she has never had much ambition or thought about her work. Compared with the development space of work and the social status it can bring, she values the comfort and stability of life more. As for Wen Tong, she has always been very thoughtful, and she has always had her own clear plans and goals for her work. Compared with a comfortable life, Wen Tong is more willing to give up part of his life for a promising job. Wen Tong has always been optimistic about Xinchao's platform, so she was the only one who joined the job at that time. She has persisted since graduation and has worked hard step by step to reach her current position.
Now, she actually said that she was going to leave, Xiao Wanqing felt somewhat lost.
Wen Tong stepped on the high heels leisurely, hooked her red lips, and said calmly: "Well, Xinchao, there is no room for me to be promoted. I should consider getting me one step closer to my life ideal Already." She turned her head, glanced at Xiao Wanqing, and said with a slight smile, "Let's not talk about that, do you have any plans for Christmas Eve tomorrow? Let's have dinner together?"
"Is it what you said, to compensate you for one night?" Xiao Wanqing restrained her thoughts and joked.
"That's not true." Wen Tong gave Xiao Wanqing a dissatisfied look, and said, "I can't ask you out for a meal if I'm fine? Can I not ask you out without compensation? Xiao is a busy man."
Thinking of Lin Xian, Xiao Wanqing couldn't help but frowned, and replied to Wen Tong, "It's true. I have an appointment tomorrow night, let's try another day."
Wen Tong's face changed slightly, and his eyes sharpened suddenly: "Who is it?"
"Xianxian..." Xiao Wanqing said casually.
"Oh, Xianxian." Wen Tong breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched her eyebrows and said generously: "Okay, then I won't compete with the children for my aunt. I'll make a reservation for another time, let's make a reservation for your New Year's Eve. Let's go to the suburban Wanquan Villa for a hot spring together. I heard there will be a fireworks display." She expected that Xiao Wanqing would refuse when she opened her mouth, so she added without a doubt: "This is compensation!"
Xiao Wanqing's words "I won't go" were strangled as soon as she twirled them on the tip of her tongue. After a moment of silence, she frowned, and reluctantly agreed, "Okay."
Hearing this, Wen Tong softened his brows and eyes contentedly. She couldn't help stretching out her hand to poke Xiao Wanqing's cheek lightly, and said with a smirk: "You are so reluctant but you can't help me. I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss it."
Xiao Wanqing gave Wen Tong a helpless glance, snorted softly, turned around and walked straight forward without looking back: "If it's okay, I'll leave first, Xianxian is still waiting for me at home."
Wen Tong stood where she was, looking at Xiao Wanqing's back who left without hesitation, in her deep eyes were tenderness and a touch of sadness. After a long while, she followed slowly, and said dotingly to herself: "It's always like this, you kill the donkey..."
On the drive back, Xiao Wanqing couldn't help thinking of what Wen Tong said just now, the idea of leaving Xinchao.
So, the last person who sticks to it, is he going to leave too
She stared at the busy traffic outside the car window with heavy eyes, and there was a wry smile on her lips.
At that time, the three of them joined Xinchao together on the recommendation of their mentors. The night before they joined the company, they had a drink and talk about the future together in Wen Tong's rough room.
At that time, Wen Tong said that her ideal in life was to fight in the workplace, accumulate experience and contacts, and run a magazine by herself in the future. She joked that her family has been farming for generations, and it was up to her to turn around.
Yan Jia said that her ideal in life is to work hard to earn a lot of money so that they can go their own way without interference. After retirement, she will travel around with Xiao Wanqing to see this lively world.
She smiled and said that her ideal in life is the same as that of Yan Jia.
Yan Jia happily kissed her on the cheek, and Wen Tong gave a slight "cut" in disdain, as if angry as a single dog, and said, "After fifteen years, let's see who will realize it first!"
It turns out that in the blink of an eye, so many years have passed...
It's a pity that before fifteen years have passed, there is only Wen Tong. As always, I have never forgotten my original intention...
And her beginning, and her end
Ah…
Back home, as soon as Xiao Wanqing opened the door, she saw that the living room was not the dark one she had been familiar with for many years. There is a dim yellow light, refracted layer by layer, passing through.
Lin Xian, leave a lamp for her.
Feeling warm in Xiao Wanqing's heart, she sat down, changed her shoes, and just walked a few steps inside, Lin Xian ran into her line of sight while stepping on cotton mop and wearing short-sleeved shorts and pajamas, raised her eyebrows and greeted happily: "Aunt Xiao, are you back? How is Sharon?"
She seemed to have just crawled out of the quilt on the bed, her hair was a little fluffy and messy, and she was a little dazedly cute. Xiao Wanqing stared at her, her eyes softened. She loosened her shoulders, took off her coat neatly, and put it on Lin Xian's thin shoulders. She gently hugged her and said angrily, "You're disobedient, you ran out without your coat on."
The words that were clearly a lesson, but the tone was full of tenderness and pampering. Lin Xian looked at Xiao Wanqing's bright smiling eyes, felt Xiao Wanqing's warm body temperature, which spread to her body bit by bit, and her heart couldn't help but soften.
Xiao Wanqing looked at her, as if she was so cute with her big wet eyes, and couldn't help scratching her nose gently. Then, she turned around, took a cup from the bar, and went to the water dispenser to fetch water, while answering Lin Xian: "The salon is very successful, your Aunt Wen really helped a lot."
After all, she finished receiving the water, and as she walked back, she casually unbuttoned the second button of her shirt, revealing her beautiful and slender neck, and a small white, faintly visible plump gully... gullies...
Lin Xian sat down on the back of the sofa in a daze, his gaze followed Xiao Wanqing's walking figure. She bit her lips, and unconsciously closed her hands together with Xiao Wanqing's coat, which still carried Xiao Wanqing's fragrance, and gradually blended with her body fragrance, her throat moved, and she couldn't help swallowing.
Xiao Wanqing didn't notice anything. She casually held the water glass with one hand, leaned half on the bar with her elbow on the bar, and drank two sips of water quietly, looking thoughtful.
After a while, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Lin Xian, and asked her in a low voice: "Xianxian, have you ever thought about what your ideal life is like?"
Lin Xian was obsessed with Xiao Wanqing's rare handsome and sexy appearance, his heart was beating like a drum, and he was stunned for a moment when Xiao Wanqing asked him. She sat up straight and calmed down before replying, "I don't know if I've thought about it. Actually, although I chose finance as a major, I didn't particularly like it. It's just that my parents think this major is more promising. , I thought it was like this, so I followed their advice." She paused, tilted her head and continued: "Actually, the life I envisioned is about working hard before the age of forty, saving enough money, Let your parents live a worry-free life, retire early after the age of forty, find a remote and secluded small town to settle down, live a simpler and quieter life, take a walk, walk the dog, write the short stories you want to write, and spend the rest of your life in peace.”
She never told anyone about her thoughts again. Because she told Zhou Qin before, Zhou Qin laughed that she was still young, so she was too idealistic. After the age of forty, she got married, started a business, and had a family, so she couldn't help but live in seclusion. Yan Yuhuan also laughed at her, everyone thought so, but do you think you can retire at the age of forty
But she knew that Xiao Wanqing would not laugh at her.
There is a kind of person in this world who knows the world but not the world. This is the description that Lin Xian came up with after thinking about Xiao Wanqing for a long time.
She always felt that Aunt Xiao also had this kind of pure idealism - they could always make their dreams come true.
She pursed her lips, and asked Xiao Wanqing with burning eyes, "Aunt Xiao, where's yours?"
The way Xiao Wanqing looked at her seemed to be rippling with gentle water, with some expressions that she couldn't understand. After a while, she mused, "I'm the same as you..."
Actually, Yan Jia's dream is not her dream. Because Yan Jia likes to be lively, she is willing to be with Yan Jia and regard her dream as her own.
But that was not her ideal life.
She put down the cup, walked in front of Lin Xian, stretched out her hand to gently rub Lin Xian's soft and fluffy black hair, and whispered softly: "Lin Xian, if you were born earlier, after retirement, we may not be very happy. Good neighbors." Her tone was like joy, but also like regret.
Lin Xian murmured, and said sullenly, "I can do it now."
Xiao Wanqing just smiled lightly and didn't speak.