After Lin Xian took a shower, she sat cross-legged on the bed with her long white and tender legs. With one hand, she wiped her wet hair with a white towel draped over her shoulders. With the other hand, she held her mobile phone, and clicked on the WeChat voice message that Yan Yuhuan had sent her. .
During the winter vacation, she got together with Yan Yuhuan and other high school classmates once, and met with Yan Yuhuan twice in private to chat about everyone's college life. Regarding her secret love for Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian has no intention of hiding it from her friends, but she also feels that it is not appropriate to announce it before she and Xiao Wanqing establish a relationship, so as not to accidentally bring trouble to Xiao Wanqing. So although she didn't dare to reveal it, she still tentatively asked Yan Yuhuan, what would she do if she liked girls? Yan Yuhuan said brazenly: "What's the matter, to tell you the truth, in college, the boys and girls who chased me were evenly divided. Lin Xian's jaw almost dropped from shock.
Perhaps the classmates and friends around him are more open-minded. Lin Xian feels in a daze that maybe, liking girls may not be so shocking. In her heart, she has more confidence in her and Xiao Wanqing's future.
Yan Yuhuan started university later than her, so he could wait until after the Lantern Festival. Yesterday, when I heard that Lin Xian's parents were going to a class reunion, and no one was taking care of this poor little Lin Xian, she suddenly became a mother, and kindly invited Lin Xian to her house to start a nourishing cohabitation life for three days and two nights. It's a pity that Lin Xian valued sex over friends, so he refused.
In the evening, when Lin Xian was sitting in her mother's car, she received a voice message from Yan Yuhuan. Because Yan Yuhuan had no taboos in speaking, it was not very convenient for Zhou Qin to be next to her, so Lin Xian never listened to it. Now, while she was brushing her hair and casually opening the message, she heard Yan Yuhuan's clear and bright voice saying in surprise, "Lin Xiaoxian, you really mean it, is there something wrong with you? Really like girls?! Who is it?!"
Lin Xian couldn't help but laugh when he heard his friend's voice. Her reflex arc is probably too long.
She clicked on the next message and heard Yan Yuhuan guessing: "Let me think about which girls' names you mentioned to me this time. In terms of frequency, Shi Man is the most, followed by Chen Zhi and Tang Mo." , Xia Zhijin, who else is here... It seems to be gone. Tell me which little goblin stole your heart?!"
Lin Xian frowned, a little dissatisfied, nonsense! Obviously the girl's name she mentioned the most is her Aunt Xiao! She pressed the voice button, acquiescing to Yan Yuhuan's guess, ready to taunt: "Huanhuan, you have a bad memory, hurry up and buy some walnuts to replenish your brain, you forgot the name of my sweetheart!" She just said " In my heart..." two words, there was a rhythmic knock on the open door—Xiao Wanqing was standing there with a plush teddy in her arms.
Lin Xian was startled, and immediately let go of the key, and said awkwardly: "Aunt Xiao, you..." She, when did she come here, did you hear anything
Xiao Wanqing just arrived, and when passing by, she just inadvertently heard Lin Xianyu's smiling Zhang Yang replying. She smiled and explained empathetically, "I just came here and didn't hear anything."
She approached, put Teddy on Lin Xian's bed, and said softly: "I heard from your mother that you used to hug it to sleep when you were at home, why did you bring it here and stay here that day?"
Seeing Teddy's cheap and familiar appearance, Lin Xian stretched out his hand to hug it, rubbed his chin against its head, and said without hesitation: "Because I want it to replace Teddy in the days when I'm not around Auntie Xiao." I'll be with you." She lowered her head obsessively and sniffed Teddy, with an intoxicated expression on her face: "Aunt Xiao, it smells like you, it smells so good..."
Lin Xian's casual words made Xiao Wanqing's heart skip a beat. Xiao Wanqing looked at Lin Xian's innocent appearance like a child holding his beloved toy, and inexplicably, heat began to rise on his face.
If Lin Xian knew...that he regarded Teddy as...as her, secretly kissed him a few times, and slept with his arms around him every night, would he still, would he still hug him without any grudges
Shame began to surge in her heart again, which made her heart beat slowly calm down because of the girl's thoughtful and gentle words before. She was silent for two seconds, remembering the serious things she was going to say this time.
Xiao Wanqing subconsciously cleared her throat, tried her best to regain her usual tone of speech, and informed Lin Xian, "Xianxian, I started working today."
Lin Xian looked up at her, nodded and said, "I know." Aunt Xiao's tone suddenly seemed a little serious
Xiao Wanqing continued: "I have a meeting as soon as I get to work today. The magazine's new strategic goals from this year are about to enter a new track. Therefore, my work tasks are a little heavier." She paused, looked Seeing Lin Xian blinking and blinking with his big eyes open, waiting for the following, he turned his eyes away, gritted his teeth and continued: "So in the future I may not be able to leave work on time like last semester, and there should be frequent overtime and entertainment. Even if I don’t work overtime, and I may have special tasks at home after get off work, such as holding video conferences, racing against time to catch up on manuscripts, etc. I, when I write, I will be more anxious and can’t stand the sound, and having video conferences will also affect my work. It's time for you to study, so the study room may not be shared with you... "
Listening to Xiao Wanqing's words, Lin Xian stared at her blankly, gradually let go of the hand wiping her hair, and the towel slid down from her head.
The time spent together in the study room at night is the longest time she and Xiao Wanqing can spend together in a day, and it is also her favorite good time. In the study, when she was tired from studying, she looked at Xiao Wanqing's serious work side face, as if she could instantly sweep away the tiredness all over her body. Occasionally, when Xiao Wanqing was in a good mood, she would also practice calligraphy and self-cultivation. At that time, she would stand beside her, grinding ink for her, adding fragrance to her red sleeves. In the countless times of ink sticks turning round and round, she gradually smoothed out the youthful frivolity she once yearned for, and only dreamed that every year in the future would be as quiet as this. .
And Aunt Xiao meant that there might never be such a time in the future
Lin Xian pouted uncontrollably, showing a bit of sadness and bewilderment. Xiao Wanqing felt a pain in her heart.
Lin Xian is a person who likes to express her emotions. She has told her more than once that she likes to spend time with her in the study, so since she came here, she rarely bury her on her desk except for playing with the computer. first pass. . She knew how much Lin Xian liked to study with her in the study.
But after the atmosphere froze for a moment, Lin Xian still smiled sensiblely, and promised Xiao Wanqing: "Good Aunt Xiao, it's okay, it's the same when I study in my room. Your work is important. If, if you temporarily It’s too late to work overtime, and you don’t have to rush back, just text me and tell me, and I’ll just eat in the school cafeteria. You don’t have to worry about me.”
When Xiao Wanqing saw Lin Xian's eyes were full of sadness, but he still forced a smile on her face in a sensible way, her heart ached even more. She even wanted to comfort her: "It's only temporary, it will be fine after this period of time is busy." Waiting for her to stop having delusions will be fine. However, she didn't dare to be soft-hearted, and she didn't dare to relax in the slightest. In the end, she still held back. She was afraid that the slightest relaxation at this moment would turn into a terrible chain biting her, dragging her mercilessly into the muddy swamp, no matter how difficult it was to extricate herself from.
She bit her lip, and said to Lin Xian calmly: "Don't worry, I will try my best to come back to make dinner. Then you..." She looked at Lin Xian's dripping hair, and said: "Then remember to put your hair on Dry off, go to bed early at night, I'll go to work first." In her past life, she rarely lied, fearing that it wasn't realistic enough, she turned around and murmured as she walked, "It's really busy. Burnt out."
Lin Xian hugged Teddy in a daze, and looked at Xiao Wanqing leaving the figure tiredly, a little at a loss. She felt a little sour in her heart, extremely sad.
If, if it was before, Aunt Xiao would probably dry her hair for herself.
After a long while, she shook her little head that was still dripping water, shook off her self-pity, cheered herself up, and warned herself: Lin Xian, you are an adult, how can you be as ignorant as a child. Aunt Xiao is busy with work. As her prospective lover, you have to be considerate of her, take care of her, and find a way to share her worries.
In the study room, Xiao Wanqing, who was sitting upright, thought of the girl's composure and high spirits when she just replied to the friend's message, but felt a little sad in her heart.
That is, Lin Xian's joy and recklessness when getting along with friends.
Lin Xian had never used such a tone of voice or shown such an expression to her. In front of her, she is well-behaved and sensible, and occasionally mischievous and lively, and she always handles it just right.
Now that I think about it, it seems like I never let go
In fact, Lin Xian still regards her as an elder after all.
This is obviously something that I have recognized a long time ago, and the insurmountable gap between her and her is obviously also an ironclad fact.
Obviously, I dare not have delusions, I shouldn't have delusions, but why, I still feel sad.
Xiao Wanqing bit her lower lip tightly, rubbed her forehead, and told herself: Don't think about it, don't think about it.
She turned on the computer, pulled away from her thoughts, and completely immersed herself in her thoughts bit by bit.
At night, Lin Xian embraced Teddy with the fragrance of Xiao Wanqing's hair. In his dream and outside, he seemed to be surrounded by Xiao Wanqing's sweet breath, and slept very sweetly.
She specially set the alarm clock, so even though she slept soundly and dreamily, she still woke up on time at the time of getting up on weekends in the past. It was neither early nor late, just so Xiao Wanqing could sleep in, but she didn't have to wait too long for her to eat.
She washed up, specially pinned her bangs a new Meimei hairpin that she bought with Yan Yuhuan during the winter vacation, and was about to go to Xiao Wanqing to say good morning.
However, to her surprise, she rushed to nothing...
The kitchen was empty, and there was no sign of Xiao Wanqing. She walked to the living room, the balcony, back to the study, Xiao Wanqing's bedroom, and even the bathroom, but she didn't find Xiao Wanqing. It wasn't until she turned to go out and returned to the door of her room that she saw that there was a creamy yellow post-it note on the door, on which was densely written in Xiao Wanqing's beautiful handwriting:
Xianxian, I went to work, breakfast is kept warm in the rice cooker, just open it and take it out. I can't go back for lunch. I have already set the meal and soup. You can open it and eat it when it is time to keep warm at noon. I fried the vegetables in the morning and put them in the refrigerator. You can just cook them up and heat them up in the microwave at noon.
The small lonely note on Lin Xian's big door, his joyful mood sank all of a sudden, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
After a while, she comforted herself, Aunt Xiao still remembers you even though she is so busy, and has arranged everything for you so thoughtfully, what dissatisfaction do you still have
She tore off the post-it note, stared at it for a long time, then put it to her lips, and kissed it lightly. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and sent a text message to Xiao Wanqing: "Aunt Xiao, I got up and saw your message. Don't worry, I will take care of myself. No matter how busy you are, remember to have lunch."
Xiao Wanqing replied almost in seconds, her style was as brief as ever since the winter vacation, with only one word "good".
Two seconds later, another text message came in, this time with a few more words: "Be careful of burning your hands."
Lin Xian looked at the word "good" that came back from his sweetheart in an instant, and the gentle exhortation "Be careful of burning your hands" immediately after, watching, her thin lips gradually curved upwards inexplicably.
In my heart, sweet.
Aunt Xiao, is it the text message that has been waiting for her to wake up? she thought fondly.
Whatever, that's it.
Lin Xian pushed open the door, jumped onto the bed and hugged Teddy, as if hugging the delicate and soft Xiao Wanqing, and imprinted a passionate good morning kiss on Teddy's funny mouth.
The author has something to say: Lin Xian is flattered: one dog can be used for two purposes.
Teddy: You guys, shut up, I'm just a little Teddy.