After the Beginning of Spring, the phenomenon of short days and long nights began to gradually change to an average length of days and nights. At 6:30 in the morning, the sun had not yet risen, and the world was still shrouded in gray darkness. Xiao Wanqing was still sleeping soundly, but the alarm clock set the day before rang conscientiously, waking her up.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, turned off the alarm clock, and her somewhat hazy eyes were full of sleepiness. After a while, she still struggled to sit up.
My stomach is still aching...
After taking a shower last night, her hair was difficult to dry, so she went back to the study, opened her notebook, and wanted to finish the tasks that were not completed according to the original plan due to low efficiency throughout the day. But when her finger landed on the keyboard and tapped, she couldn't help thinking of the shocking long knife edge on Lin Xian's jade-white index finger.
That is, it was hurt to help her cook dinner.
If she didn't find out, wouldn't Lin Xian plan to tell herself
She suddenly recalled the girl's smug look when she cooked ginger soup for the first time. After being praised, she looked like a little puppy whose fur had been patted down comfortably. Today, should Lin Xian be so excited and happy? When she texted her, did she expect that she would be able to praise her a few more words, and was expecting to be comforted after she was satisfied
At that time, she was thinking about escaping, didn't she, she completely forgot to worry about Lin Xian more.
Lin Xian, are you disappointed and disappointed
Xiao Wanqing suddenly felt restless, full of guilt.
As it got closer to twelve o'clock in the morning, Xiao Wanqing turned off the light in the study with a heavy heart. Afraid of waking Lin Xian up, she came to the kitchen lightly, and then closed the kitchen door.
She opened the refrigerator and saw three suitable meat and vegetable dishes covered in plastic wrap, a small pot of soup that was almost overflowing, and a bowl of white rice, and her heart became more and more sour and sad.
She knows Lin Xian's cooking skills well.
When making tomato scrambled eggs, Lin Xian could even take many steps back in fright because of the hot oil splashed when the eggs were poured down. When making these dishes, the hot oil meets the washed vegetables When cooking, the oil splashed must be much more terrifying than eggs. Lin Xian, with what kind of bravery and hard work, was able to complete it successfully.
She should be by Lin Xian's side, teaching her to help her and encourage her.
But she didn't even recognize her and share with her.
She lowered her eyes, reached out and took out the rice and vegetables, and put them in the microwave to heat up one by one. Then, at the dining table at one o'clock in the morning, looking at Lin Xian's empty seat opposite, he devoutly ate a whole bowl of white rice, half a bowl of soup, and half of the dishes.
She laughed at herself, not knowing whether she was atoning for her sins or rewarding herself.
The result of not eating and drinking within the normal time period and overeating was that at 2:30 in the night, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep because of stomach pains. After taking two digestion tablets and stomach medicine, she walked around the bedroom for more than an hour yawning, and finally couldn't stand the drowsiness, fell down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Unexpectedly, after a good night's sleep, the pain has not completely disappeared, and I still feel vaguely that there is something tight in my stomach.
But this kind of pain can even slightly relieve the guilt in her heart due to the tenderness and consideration given by Lin Xian and the irrepressible sweetness. She seemed to find a moment of balance in the pain, and got a moment of respite.
Xiao Wanqing smiled wryly, does this count as drinking poison to quench thirst
The shameful thing is that for a moment, she even felt that she was content with it.
The morning sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the rays gradually illuminated the earth. The warm heat, through the glass window, hit Xiao Wanqing, who was wearing an apron and busying herself in front of the stove.
As soon as Lin Xian woke up, he couldn't wait to jump out of the bed. Without putting on his shoes, he opened the door and ran out with his bare feet. Seeing that the door of Xiao Wanqing's room was already open, she panicked in her heart. Fortunately, just when her nose was aching from grievances and her eyes were about to turn red with sadness, she heard the muffled sound of the spatula touching the bottom of the pot coming from the kitchen, which reassured her.
The drooping corners of her lips instantly turned up. She hurried to the kitchen.
Like the slow motion of a movie, she saw that in the warm morning light, her sweetheart was wrapped in a milky white nightgown, with a slender figure, and a slender red apron tie around her waist, which prominently highlighted the abnormality of her waist. Win a grip. She was bathed in the golden light, tilted her head slightly, and naturally raised the thin hair around her ears, revealing her white and small ears, and the smooth and charming lines on the edge of her cheeks.
As if Lin Xian was afraid of waking up the person in the painting, the corners of Lin Xian's lips became more and more curved.
She bent her eyebrows and eyes, her eyes were full of tenderness, she took a light step, and approached Xiao Wanqing little by little, then, stretched out her hand, and hugged Xiao Wanqing tightly from behind, and fondled her tender cheeks, Stick it on Xiao Wanqing's warm back.
"Aunt Xiao, good morning." In her voice, there was a low hoarse and lazy voice that had just woken up, and it was a sweet sound between a girl and a woman.
The moment Xiao Wanqing's body suddenly fell into a warm embrace, her body froze, and her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat. It wasn't because of surprise and panic, but because, she felt, that was Lin Xian's aura.
At some point, her body seemed to have recognized Lin Xian. Only Lin Xian could be allowed by her instinct to approach him unconsciously and without push or rejection.
She was obviously unprepared and unpredicted, but she seemed to have been prepared, expected, and even, what she didn't want to admit, longed for.
Xiao Wanqing listened to the bewitching voice coming from her ear, and firmly grasped the five fingers holding the spatula, trying her best to ignore her unusual heartbeat and abnormal sensitivity, took a deep breath, calmed her voice, and Like the hundreds of mornings in the past, Wen Sheng greeted the girl behind him: "Xianxian good morning."
She paused, satisfied with her voice and tone, and then asked again: "Why did you wake up so early? Did I wake you up?" She deliberately estimated the time when Lin Xian would wake up. The alarm clock, to ensure that before Lin Xian gets up, he can take care of everything, have a good breakfast, and go to work.
Lin Xian got up at this time, which was not in her plan at all.
Lin Xian hugged Xiao Wanqing's fragrant and soft body, gently rubbed her cheek against Xiao Wanqing's back, and said softly and coquettishly: "No, I set the alarm clock myself to wake up early."
Xiao Wanqing moved slightly uncomfortably, she turned off the fire, and asked her naturally: "Why don't you sleep more?"
Lin Xian's soft and hoarse voice was full of unconscious grievances, and he said pitifully, "I'm afraid I'll get up late and you'll leave again, so I won't be able to see you." sincere.
Like a fire arrow coming from the sky, her natural and free-spirited words shot precisely at Xiao Wanqing's trembling heart with scorching heat, and even her body that was close behind her began to become hot.
Xiao Wanqing raised her head, revealing her beautiful but tight neck line, and helplessly called Lin Xian's name with a slight trembling almost imperceptibly: "Lin Xian..." She wanted to say, Lin Xian, stay away from me. Lin Xian, don't approach me, don't talk to me, let alone tease me.
Lin Xian raised his head inexplicably, and answered her in a suspicious voice: "En?"
The weight on the back suddenly left, and the body lightened a little, the fiery heat in Xiao Wanqing's heart, under her restraint, slowly cooled down with the flow of cold air that seemed to be unbearable on her back.
Lin Xian, how innocent she is...
She regained her sanity, and gently broke away from Lin Xian's embrace. Holding the scrambled eggs with carrot shreds just out of the pan, she paced towards the dining table outside the kitchen, trying to dissuade Lin Xian: " But I may be a little busy during this time, and you will be very tired if you wake up so early every day."
Lin Xian followed Xiao Wanqing step by step, and replied nonchalantly: "It's okay, I used to go to high school and get up earlier than this."
Xiao Wanqing put the plate on the dining table, turned around, only to find that Lin Xian was barefoot all the time, her face changed slightly, and she forgot the words that she wanted to stop. She frowned, pulled the chair by the dining table to Lin Xian who was a few steps away, sat down for Lin Xian who didn't know why, and reprimanded her distressedly: "Why don't you wear slippers? How long have you been standing, don’t you know it’s cold?”
Lin Xian propped his hands on the chair, his legs straightened forward like a child and swayed up and down in the air, his eyebrows curved and teased the gentle woman in front of him who was full of concern, and said: "Aunt Xiao, you are so fierce."
Xiao Wanqing was taken aback by what she said, looking at her bright smiling face, she felt that there was nothing she could do about it, so she sighed helplessly, and softened her voice, "Sit down and wait for me." After she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at her. Lin Xian walked to her room, apparently to help her get her slippers.
Sure enough, a moment later, she appeared in front of Lin Xian again holding Lin Xian's cotton mop.
She cared so much that she carried herself away.
She squatted down and put her hands on Tie Lin Xianying's insteps indifferently. Feeling the coldness in her hands, she lowered her head lovingly and gently blew warm air on Lin Xian's two little feet. After blowing, she felt that she was still a little angry, reached out and patted Lin Xian's instep lightly, and said with unknowing pampering and fierceness: "If you don't hit it, you won't have a long memory?"
Lin Xian's dark eyes watched Xiao Wanqing's movements without blinking, and his heart softened. She looked down at the woman in front of her who was helping her gently put on cotton slippers, and sighed softly: "Aunt Xiao, you are like this..." It was so heart-warming. The words were not finished, but they stopped abruptly, lost in her reason.
Xiao Wanqing looked up at Lin Xian reflexively, and asked her, "What is this?"
Lin Xian closed his eyes, his eyes were deep, his tone was unusual, and he smiled slightly with his lips hooked: "It's nothing." It seemed to have a deep meaning.
Xiao Wanqing was startled suddenly, she stood up abruptly, swallowed a bit, feeling suspicious... Did she show something just now? Or is it too much? Lin Xian, do you suspect something
She turned around, pretended to be calm and sat down at the dining table, looked at the hot dishes on the table, suppressed the panic in her voice, and urged Lin Xian, "Go and brush your teeth and wash your face, I'll wait for you...to eat together."
Lin Xian did not doubt that he was there, stood up, and responded happily: "Okay, Aunt Xiao, you must wait for me, I will come when I go." It was the familiar innocence again.
Xiao Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Lin Xian probably didn't find anything. Probably because she has a ghost in her heart, that's why she's a ghost. She lowered her head and lay down on the dining table, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart, thinking regretfully, just now, she crossed the line she had set before.
Her stomach was aching again, and the deep sense of shame and guilt mixed with the joy and joy she couldn't resist, rushed towards her like a tide with an unstoppable surge, mercilessly obliterating her in an instant.
Hard to breathe.
She was horrified and clearly felt that her ever-reinforcing line of defense was still collapsing bit by bit under Lin Xian's unintentional but turbulent impact.
It seems that one foot has been suspended above the abyss...