It was obviously warm spring, but the night wind in the wilderness still seemed to be extraordinarily bitter, which made Lin Xian's nose start to feel sore, and he shivered unconsciously from the cold.
Her hands were still around Xiao Wanqing's body, but her upper body was gradually distanced from Xiao Wanqing. She frowned, bit her lip, and stared closely at the woman's thin and slender back.
Between heaven and earth, apart from the whistling wind, it seemed that there were only the two of them who were hugging each other closely.
After a long while, Lin Xian's voice pierced through the cold wind, and asked Xiao Wanqing in a low voice: "Aunt Xiao, if I was only me, only Lin Xian, would you treat me this well?" While speaking, she slowly, slowly He bent down and pressed against Xiao Wanqing's back.
Xiao Wanqing's movement of picking up chalk and drawing lines paused slightly, sadness and sorrow gradually enveloped her bright eyes like water, deeper than the night.
If she is just Lin Xian...
The chalk was broken from the middle by Xiao Wanqing's unknowing force, and fell to the ground with an almost inaudible sound. Xiao Wanqing stared blankly at the poor half of the chalk head, lowered her head and continued to draw lines in her hands, smiled lightly, and answered Lin Xian nonchalantly: "What nonsense, if you are not Lin Xian, how can we know each other?" ?”
Uncommonly, Lin Xian refused to be considerate and back down, and asked her stubbornly: "Aunt Xiao, this is just a hypothetical question of whether or not you will."
Xiao Wanqing carefully pushed the wooden ruler, drew the garage line, and resisted: "Xianxian, I never like to do hypothetical questions like this." Her voice was unusually calm and indifferent, as if wrapped in winter's hard ice , pierced straight into Lin Xian's heart.
Aunt Xiao, after all, do you know that you like her
Is she unwilling to answer unintentionally, or is she deliberately avoiding to answer
Was she afraid to give herself false hope
Lin Xian felt that he was hugging Xiao Wanqing so closely, but desperately like hugging a gust of wind, his heart was still empty and deserted.
It seemed to Xiao Wanqing that a gust of wind that she couldn't grasp would blow away at any time.
The confusion, grievance and sadness that had been suppressed for many days suddenly came overwhelming, and Lin Xian's tears suddenly overflowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, wetting Xiao Wanqing's thin shirt.
The wetness on the back, like a scorching stinging heat, burned into Xiao Wanqing's heart at once, and Xiao Wanqing was shocked and painful, and froze in an instant.
She broke away from Lin Xian's embrace slightly, turned around, her eyes were full of complicated and dark feelings, staring at the girl's sad face with tears in her heartbroken and depressed eyes.
Tears poured out uncontrollably. Lin Xian has nothing to do at this moment, she doesn't want Xiao Wanqing to see it at all, she doesn't dare to let Xiao Wanqing notice it at all, but unfortunately, things backfired. She hurriedly stood up, wiped away the tears that were still flowing in panic, cried and laughed embarrassingly, and explained to Xiao Wanqing clumsily: "I don't know why it is so sad to think that if I were not Lin Xian, I would not be able to recognize Aunt Xiao. " She pulled out a smile that was more heart-wrenching than crying, and continued to forcefully said: "Aunt Xiao, don't look at me, it's so embarrassing. Sometimes my tears are actually quite low. I used to pretend to be cool. Dare to watch with others what moves China.”
Xiao Wanqing looked at this picture and she put it in her heart. After accepting that she liked her, she secretly promised in her heart that she would do her best to make her smile and bright face forever. She felt that there was a blunt knife in her heart. Inch by inch, he was frustrating back and forth, dripping with blood.
The seed of doubt has finally begun to take root and germinate. She can no longer, nor is she allowed to deceive herself and deceive others.
The person she likes probably likes her too.
What a beautiful and happy thing it should be to be happy with each other and wish each other well.
However, she didn't dare to be happy at all, didn't dare to be happy at all, and didn't dare to respond at all.
Lin Xian is still young, she should have the obligation to protect her and teach her, but instead, did she subtly hurt her, mislead her, or even induce her.
For example, when an adult uncle and niece get along with each other, they should keep a reasonable distance. As an adult woman with a female sexual orientation, when she gets along with Lin Xian, who has not fully matured in three views, she has no self-knowledge at all, and she has no sense of propriety.
This is her fault.
She should be ashamed, she should blame herself, she should feel guilty.
How dare she have a trace of shameless joy
How sad.
She wanted Lin Xian to walk smoothly on the broad avenue she should have walked as usual as if she had never known her, to embrace the broad and bright life she should have had. She is willing to overcome all obstacles for her.
But it turned out that she might be the biggest stumbling block
Pain flashed in her eyes, and she finally stood up with Lin Xian. She clenched her five fingers, then slowly stretched them out. She stretched out her hand, with a soft and deep smile, and gently touched the girl's wet cheek, gently helping the girl wipe away her tears.
As usual, she seemed to be unaware of Lin Xian's abnormality, and she believed her lame explanation to be true, and laughed at her dotingly: "Fool, it's just a matter of if."
She wiped away Lin Xian's tears, looking at her big wet eyes, her heart was trembling slightly. She warmly teased Lin Xian: "We already know each other, haven't we? Are all people who are good at writing so sentimental? Little writers?"
Lin Xian stared nervously at Xiao Wanqing, looked at her usual soft expression, looked at this woman she couldn't see through, as if she was alive after a catastrophe.
Aunt Xiao, do you believe it? Aunt Xiao, actually didn't notice her abnormality, didn't she notice her feelings
Xiao Wanqing seemed completely ignorant of the whirling and turning of her mind. Afraid of Lin Xian's embarrassment, she deliberately stopped mentioning Lin Xian's sudden crying, diverted Lin Xian's attention, and greeted her: "Xianxian, since you are down, help me pull the tape measure, I will try Can you draw a straight line directly against the tape measure." The voice is gentle and calm, just like before.
Lin Xian obediently walked to the opposite side of her, squatted down, and pressed the tape measure with one hand, but his eyes were always locked on Xiao Wanqing who was working hard not far from the opposite side.
She suddenly recalled the time when Xiao Wanqing sent her to school after meeting her for the first time, and on the way back, she sat in Xiao Wanqing's car, watching her smile with cold eyes and the wish she made when she was chatting happily with the person on the phone.
But now, Xiao Wanqing is still on that calm sea, but she has quietly set off her own waves.
I have never become the person who can see the dark tide.
In the next hour or so, Lin Xian watched the garage line that Xiao Wanqing had worked so hard to help her draw. With Xiao Wanqing's help and guidance, Lin Xian found the most comfortable seat distance for stepping on the clutch, and slowly mastered the right angle. Fine-tuning the turning point and the left and right width has achieved fruitful results.
Coincidentally, when I was about to go home, there was a muffled thunder in the dark night sky, and then there were raindrops falling down.
Lin Xian switched to the passenger seat, reluctantly looking in the rearview mirror at the garage line that had gradually lost its traces under the washing of the rain, feeling inexplicably depressed and sad in his heart. It seemed as if he was watching helplessly something important in his heart was cruelly disappearing, but it was irretrievable.
Powerless and frustrated.
Back home, Lin Xian came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and took the underwear and other laundry that had been washed away in the bathroom to the balcony.
Xiao Wanqing was wearing a nightgown, with some wet hair loose, and was lazily leaning halfway on the deck chair on the balcony, listening to the wind and rain.
Seeing Lin Xian coming out, she turned her head and smiled at Lin Xian with a light and gentle smile, softer than the spring rain outside the balcony.
Lin Xian dried her underwear and put her coat into the bucket for dirty clothes. Just as she was about to sit down and chat with Xiao Wanqing to listen to the sound of the rain, Xiao Wanqing suddenly asked her: "Xianxian, remember that you always wanted to Did you watch a horror movie?"
Lin Xian nodded without thinking. What she remembered was that she later saw that Xiao Wanqing really didn't like this type of film, so she never wanted to force Xiao Wanqing to watch it with her.
Xiao Wanqing's eyes flickered, looked at the misty rain curtain outside the window, and suggested eagerly: "Today is what you said again, with wind and rain, lightning and thunder, the best atmosphere for watching a horror movie. Do you want to watch it together? ?”
Lin Xian asked in amazement: "A horror movie?" She looked at Xiao Wanqing incredulously, her voice tinged with an unconsciously cheerful smile, and joked, "Aunt Xiao, do you dare to watch it? Do you really want to watch it? See Wouldn't you be scared?" The farther to the back, the worse the smile, and the tone of the voice is a little mean when playing with friends.
Xiao Wanqing frowned, bit her lips, and rarely felt ashamed and coquettish, Lin Xian said: "It's fine if you don't look at it."
Lin Xian jumped up immediately, and responded briskly, "Look, I'll go pick the films, Aunt Xiao, don't run away." She ran into the living room in a hurry, leaving Xiao Wanqing alone on the balcony, watching silently. Her carefully chosen figure. Her eyes were gradually stained with depression and reluctance.
Lin Xian picked out a disc with the most terrifying and exciting cover, and asked Xiao Wanqing loudly: "Aunt Xiao, are you watching it in the living room?"
Xiao Wanqing got up from the recliner, stepped over the French window of the balcony, stood by the window frame, brushed her messy hair, bent her lips, and said softly: "I can put it in my bedroom, where do you like to look?"
Lin Xian's eyes lit up immediately, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide the curvature. He tentatively asked, "Then, can it be in Aunt Xiao's bedroom? It seems more comfortable to lie halfway on the bed."
Xiao Wanqing frowned, leaned over and picked up the disc that Lin Xian had chosen from the coffee table, and walked to the bedroom first, and asked in a warm voice: "What's wrong, let's go then."
Lin Xian noticed with sharp eyes that Xiao Wanqing was only pinching the small corner of the disc with two fingers, without even looking at the cover, as if she was too scared.
This scared and brave look is too cute! Lin Xian was pleased by Xiao Wanqing's small appearance, and completely forgot for a while the depression and sadness of the past few days, and was full of joy and love.
The two got into the same quilt, leaned side by side on the back of the bed, and started the long-awaited horror movie activity that Lin Xian had been waiting for.
After the screen began to appear, Xiao Wanqing's attention was completely focused on the screen, and Lin Xian's attention was completely focused on Xiao Wanqing. She saw that Xiao Wanqing was staring at the screen tightly, her beautiful brows never loosened. She bit her lip and unconsciously grabbed the quilt lightly with her five fingers, obviously looking like a tangled and pitiful little girl who was scared and wanted to see.
Feeling that the first bloody scene was about to appear, Lin Xian subconsciously turned to look at Xiao Wanqing. Sure enough, the moment the picture appeared, Xiao Wanqing trembled all over, and quickly raised her hands in panic, covering her eyes. A few seconds later, she timidly moved away a little bit, and then quickly covered it again. He was clearly terrified, but he didn't make any sound of panic.
It's even more pitiful than Lin Xian imagined, and a thousand times cuter!
Lin Xian stared at Xiao Wanqing without blinking, the corners of his brows and eyes were full of tenderness. Heart, soft to a mess. Being poked lightly by Xiao Wanqing, like Xiao Wanqing playing the piano on her cotton candy-like heart, poking it down, and then slowly playing it up again.
Lin Xian couldn't help but moved to Xiao Wanqing's side, and asked Xiao Wanqing: "Aunt Xiao, sit a little further."
Xiao Wanqing put down her hands covering her eyes, and glanced at Lin Xian suspiciously, her fair face was flushed with embarrassment from showing timidity in front of the junior. Subconsciously listening to Lin Xian's words, she obediently moved a little forward to make room behind her.
Lin Xian pulled out her slender legs from under the quilt, quickly moved behind Xiao Wanqing, opened her legs, and wrapped Xiao Wanqing's whole body in her legs. The legs, sticking to Xiao Wanqing's legs, were submerged in the thin quilt.
Like an electric current, it crawled over Xiao Wanqing's limbs along their tightly fitting legs. Xiao Wanqing shuddered all over, and was startled to feel that her pores were erected unsatisfactorily.
Lin Xian didn't notice it, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled Xiao Wanqing's shoulders, let her back lean into her arms, and then gently covered Xiao Wanqing's two hands with her gentle hands. Above the eyes, he thoughtfully said: "There will be a terrible scene in a while, I will cover it for you, and when it disappears, I will let it go. Don't be afraid."
The girl's soft voice, like a seductive feather, pierced into her cochlea, pierced into her heart, scratching the ground Xiao Wanqing's body numb, her heart beating like a drum.
Amidst the uncontrollable throbbing and gradually heavy sadness, Xiao Wanqing silently agreed to Lin Xian: "Okay."
I don't know how long it took, Lin Xian lowered her head to discuss the plot with Xiao Wanqing, only to find that the person in her arms had, at some point, nestled against her chest and fell asleep deeply.
Her long and dense eyelashes curled up, like a small fan, flapping slightly imperceptibly with her breathing. Sleeping face, clean and soft, like a fairy who fell into the world by mistake.
Lin Xian unconsciously tightened her arms holding Xiao Wanqing, feeling the fullness of happiness in her arms, which made her feel as if she was embracing the whole world.
After a long while, she turned off the TV, carefully pulled her body away from behind Xiao Wanqing, bit by bit, gently laid Xiao Wanqing's body flat, helped her adjust a comfortable posture, and covered her with the quilt.
Then, she turned off the light.
There was a gentle smile in the corner of her mouth, she put one hand on the pillow, stared at the peaceful sleeping face of her sweetheart for a long time, her gaze slowly swept over her picturesque crescent eyebrows, her straight nose bridge, and finally, fell on Her slightly parted moist red lips...
Lin Xian's throat twitched, and his thin lips gradually pursed.
Outside the window, there is no moonlight. In the bedroom, it was gray and gray.
The outline of the girl's straight back slowly and timidly bent down, slowly approaching the ignorant Sleeping Beauty.
Her lips finally landed on the red lips that were so painful and swollen that she longed for them.
In the gentle night, Lin Xian couldn't help but stick out the tip of his tongue, and gently licked Xiao Wanqing's lips. At the moment of soft touch, tears almost fell from the corners of their eyes with a sigh of satisfaction.
She stared at Xiao Wanqing with watery eyes, stretched out her hand to stroke the temple hair on her forehead, and whispered tenderly: "Good night, my little girl."
Lin Xian didn't know that after she lay down, in Xiao Wanqing's tightly closed eyes, there was a drop of crystal clear tears that quickly slid down her cheeks and sank into her temples...
She couldn't hear Xiao Wanqing's answer in her heart.
If she is only Lin Xian, if they meet later.
She will love her.
However, there are no ifs in life.
The last bit of luck that Xiao Wanqing had in her heart was finally shattered.