Just when Lin Xian brushed Xiao Wanqing's fine hair with her right hand, and her breath approached and sprayed faintly on her cheeks, Xiao Wanqing reacted and took a step back suddenly. Lin Xian's lips brushed her cheek lightly...
Her movements were too hasty and sudden, and her steps of retreating were so swift that she couldn't even stand still.
Lin Xian seemed to be shocked for a moment, and in the next second, she stretched out her hand to support Xiao Wanqing's body, stabilizing her. She stared at Xiao Wanqing's suspicious face, as if she was at a loss for a moment. Then, she smiled slightly, raised her right hand frankly and showed it to Xiao Wanqing, and explained: "Aunt Xiao, you seem to have some foam in your hair and on your shoulders just now, so I want to help you brush it off." She tilted Tilting his head, he said innocently: "Aunt Xiao, didn't you say that it would be difficult to wash if it dries?"
Xiao Wanqing stiffened her body, staring blankly at the girl's clear and clean eyes, and on her cheeks, the warmth from the girl's red lips accidentally brushed by her movements seemed to be still burning...
The blush gradually covered Xiao Wanqing's cheeks, and the tips of the ears exposed to the air after Lin Xian lifted up her fine hair were red like blood.
Where did she go wrong just now... How could she have such a terrible thought? Xiao Wanqing bit her lip.
But the girl didn't notice her embarrassment at all, her eyes were wide open, blinking, and she asked in doubt: "Aunt Xiao, what happened to you just now, you almost fell down."
Xiao Wanqing looked away, embarrassed to look directly into Lin Xian's clear eyes, feeling complicated. She reached out and caressed her cheek unconsciously. For a while, her thoughts couldn't flow smoothly, and she couldn't imagine how to explain her actions reasonably. She muttered: "Just now...".
Seeing Xiao Wanqing's big move to retreat, Lin Xian felt a flash of disappointment in his heart. But in the next moment, the warm and delicate touch on her lips caused fireworks to explode in her heart.
Did she accidentally kiss Aunt Xiao's face just now? ! what! Milestone event! Lin Xian almost couldn't help screaming.
Besides, she then thought that Xiao Wanqing retreated in such shock and excitement, she obviously thought of something she shouldn't have thought of.
Did she notice it a little bit
Lin Xian was secretly happy again. She was most afraid of her, she didn't realize it, and still regarded her as a harmless and harmless child.
Lin Xian tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to grin behind his ears, waiting for the embarrassing Xiao Wanqing to make up an explanation for himself, but found that after Xiao Wanqing confided two words, there was no more words.
She raised her eyes to look at Xiao Wanqing suspiciously, and saw that she looked past her and looked straight behind her. Xiao Wanqing's cute, panic-stricken and shy eyes were just now, but at this moment, there is already an obscure peace without waves. The red lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and the smile on the gentle face had long since disappeared.
Lin Xian froze for a moment, followed her gaze, and turned around, trying to find where Xiao Wanqing's gaze fell.
Although Christmas Eve is not considered a traditional Chinese festival, in recent years, with the promotion of business promotions, such a festival has become more popular than traditional festivals. Maybe it happened to be the weekend, and there were so many people in the square. Young men and women came and went, and there were also families with the elderly and children who came out to celebrate together. They either walked in a hurry, or stopped, or whispered, or kept silent. At a glance, they were just ordinary scenes and people. Lin Xian looked around, but didn't find anything worthy of Xiao Wanqing's change of expression.
She was still looking for her target. In her sight, among a couple not far in front of her, the woman who was hugged by her husband and lowered her head to talk to the little girl in front of her suddenly raised her head and turned around as if Sensitively, he raised his eyes and looked straight at them.
Almost at the same time, Lin Xian heard Xiao Wanqing's softer voice than usual rang in her ear: "Is the scheduled time coming soon? Let's go over to have dinner."
Lin Xian turned around following the sound and saw that Xiao Wanqing had turned her back to them. One step away, her tall and thin figure seemed to be cut off from the hustle and bustle here in an instant. She was still exposed in the air, and the tips of her ears, which were still blushing just now, had lost their color at this moment.
Lin Xian tilted his head, that woman seemed to be watching them too, staring at the thin figure in front of her.
Lin Xian's heart sank slightly.
Her bright eyes gradually dimmed, and her face gradually cooled down. She turned around, and caught up with Xiao Wanqing's steps in three steps at a time. Then, she stretched out her hand, trying to hold Xiao Wanqing's catkin that was chilled by the night wind as usual.
However, just as Lin Xian's hand touched Xiao Wanqing's icy coldness, before he could close his grip, Xiao Wanqing struggled and twitched his hand unexpectedly, as if frightened.
Lin Xian stopped in his tracks all of a sudden, and stood there in a daze.
Xiao Wanqing's movement of pulling her hand was completely subconscious, and she didn't realize what she did just now until she gradually recovered her thoughts. She squeezed her five fingers slightly, and looked at Lin Xian with some embarrassment, hoping that the girl didn't notice her abnormality. However, the moment their eyes met, she saw clearly that the girl's dark and clear eyes were full of loss and injury. Xiao Wanqing's heart suddenly seemed to be pricked by something.
She bent her lips reluctantly, pulled out a normal arc, and explained apologetically: "I just lost my mind, come on, let's go." After that, she stretched out her hand and took the initiative to wrap Lin Xian softly Warm hands.
Xiao Wanqing didn't know how far-fetched and distressed her smile seemed to Lin Xian.
Lin Xian took a deep look at Xiao Wanqing, closed his eyes, and held her hand back with a little force, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.
Wen Tong said two or three months ago that the woman was going to have a second child. However, just now, the woman's belly was already pregnant, and it didn't look like it was only two or three months old.
Now that he has chosen a new life and betrayed him so thoroughly, why is it still like this, coincidence, and entanglement? Lin Xian was a little annoyed.
Soon, Lin Xian adjusted his mood, hid the almost imperceptible hostility between his eyebrows, raised his head and raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Xiao Wanqing again. She seemed to have forgotten the unpleasant episode just now, and said to Xiao Wanqing briskly and well-behaved: "Aunt Xiao, your hands are so cold."
Hearing this, Xiao Wanqing stopped her wandering thoughts, pulled herself together and lightly rubbed Lin Xian's hands and jokingly said, "So I need a small heater to warm me up."
Lin Xian frowned, followed the words, turned sideways, and took Xiao Wanqing's hand. She held Xiao Wanqing's hand in both hands, raised it to her chest, rubbed it lightly, lowered her head and took a breath of hot air, and smiled sweetly: "Then does it make it warmer?"
Xiao Wanqing stared at Lin Xian's clumsy and cute movements, with a pure heartfelt smile on her face. She frowned, stretched out her five fingers and grasped Lin Xian's hand, took her hand and put it into her windbreaker pocket together, and replied softly to Lin Xian, "Well, it's very warm." The movements were natural And casual.
Feeling the heat of being surrounded in his hands, Lin Xian quickly dissipated his unhappiness, and moved closer to Xiao Wanqing, standing side by side with her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of that woman, still looking at them from a distance.
To Xiao Wanqing's surprise, the restaurant Lin Xian reserved was in a secluded alley outside the square. The whole alley is different from the bustle of people in the square, with few pedestrians and passers-by in a hurry. Outside the restaurant, the bricks and tiles are mottled, in stark contrast to the clean and bright wall across the alley. From the crack of the door, there is a vaguely pleasant singing voice, and from the floor-to-ceiling windows, dim and warm light shines through.
It's quite a bit of a hidden meaning in the world.
Xiao Wanqing pushed the door open and entered, and the first thing she saw was a dim, warm to somewhat dazzling light.
The restaurant is in Gothic style, the walls are covered with warm retro yellow wallpaper, and the old-style wall lamps hanging on the walls are shining bright but not dazzling yellow light. The floor-to-ceiling windows are uniquely cut out of the triangular frame top with primary-colored bricks and tiles, and there is a retro, elegant and lifelike fireplace with a fire on the side of the bar directly opposite. Beside the fireplace, a special corner has been opened up, where many musical instruments are placed, as if there are often band performances on weekdays.
At this moment, the old gramophone similar to that in Xiao Wanqing's house is spinning tirelessly, and the melodious singing is flowing softly...
Lin Xian quietly looked at Xiao Wanqing's expression, seeing the obvious appreciation and amazement on his sweetheart's beautiful face, he was slightly relieved.
In high school, she used to transcribe Zhang Ailing's classic sentences in order to accumulate composition materials, good words and sentences. In my impression, there is a saying that if you like someone, you will be humbled into the dust, and then flowers will bloom. At that time, when she wrote the excerpts, she felt that the sentences were beautiful, but the abstraction was elusive and untasteful.
Tonight, she was sitting opposite Xiao Wanqing, her mind was on Xiao Wanqing every minute and every second, her mood was like riding a roller coaster, following Xiao Wanqing's emotions, the ups and downs, and only gradually, she tasted the taste of these words.
The waiter brought the menu, and the two ordered meals alternately. Lin Xian saw that Xiao Wanqing had been looking at the rich variety of musical instruments at the bar, and said in a mysterious way: "There is no resident orchestra here on weekdays, but there are very complete musical instruments. Aunt Xiao, guess why?"
Xiao Wanqing frowned slightly, thought for a while, and pondered: "Is it for people who eat?"
Lin Xian nodded, and praised without hesitation: "Aunt Xiao, you are so smart, you can guess it right away." While speaking, there were seven or eight young men and women sitting at the table not far in front, and suddenly burst out Cheers.
A boy came out amidst the uproar, went to the bar and sat on the chair in front of the microphone. He took a guitar, plucked the strings gently, and made a crisp and pleasant sound. The boy looked gentle, looked at the table, and said into the microphone in a low voice: "Su Xinyao, this song is for you."
He plucked the strings, and a melodious melody flowed out from under his fingers.
Offstage, the booing was louder than the music.
Lin Xian looked at the boys on the stage with a smile on his lips, and involuntarily reached into the pocket of his woolen coat, and touched the sheet music folded into a square by himself, feeling a little nervous and looking forward to it.
I don't know, what kind of reaction will Aunt Xiao see when she sees herself on stage? Will she remember the Tong Yan that she promised her back then.
She couldn't help looking at Xiao Wanqing with tenderness in her heart, her heart was ups and downs, and her imagination was running wild.
Will she be pleasantly surprised? She had never seen Xiao Wanqing completely surprised and happy. That should be, what kind of charming appearance
However, when she looked closely, she found that Xiao Wanqing was looking sideways at the stage, with a cold face and a long-lost look. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes darkened, and there was even a sarcastic wry smile on her lips that surprised Lin Xian.
Lin Xian's heart trembled slightly, he clenched his fist, and asked Xiao Wanqing cautiously: "Aunt Xiao, don't you like it?" Don't like the environment here, don't like the atmosphere here, or, don't like the way boys confess their love, Lin Xian asked Not clear.
After the boy played and sang, amidst the applause, he confessed affectionately to the audience: "Su Xinyao, be my girlfriend."
Xiao Wanqing withdrew her gaze, moved the cup in front of her slightly, and subconsciously stared at the circles of water ripples, her long eyelashes flickering, and after a long while, said lightly: "Maybe, I don't like it very much."
She knew that she was venting her anger.
Should Yan Jia be blamed for leaving too many deep marks in her life? Or should she blame herself, her memory is too good, and her associative power is too strong? In her mind, the familiar and unfamiliar woman she had just glimpsed in the square with a family and a big belly, even the bitter smile gradually disappeared from her lips.
Lin Xian touched the squarely stacked sheet music, listened to Xiao Wanqing's answer in her unfamiliar tone, and watched her lowered expression again, the fiery expectation and joy in her heart seemed to be swallowed by a basin of cold water. It was extinguished in an instant, all of a sudden, it was completely extinguished, and it was so cold.
The confession of the boys at the table did not wait for a long time for the girls in the audience to agree. After the atmosphere froze for a long time, the commotion broke out again, but it was a young girl who left the meal bill for herself, opened the door and left without looking back.
Lin Xian thought, today, the right time, place and people are harmonious, it seems that none of them are occupied.
She lowered her eyes, and in her pocket, tightly grasped the thin sheet of music that she knew so well, crumpled it into a ball, and silently...
It's like Xiao Wanqing pinched off the flower bone in her heart that just bloomed out of the dust, quietly...
The author has something to say: Lin Xian turns over old scores: You say you don't like it!
Aunt Xiao kissed her: because I only like you.