Xiao Wanqing called Lin Xian twice more, without exception, Lin Xian hanged up neatly the first time she dialed. Xiao Wanqing put down the phone dejectedly, and leaned back on the back of the sofa weakly, exhausted physically and mentally.
For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be filled with grief and joy because the girl she liked knew too much about her, or whether she should be upset by the girl's overly intelligent persecution.
She didn't know how Lin Xian guessed that she lived with Wen Tong, but she knew that Lin Xian was not giving her a chance to deny it. She made up her mind that as long as she didn't receive the news that she was determined to leave, sooner or later she would go downstairs to pick her up because of worry.
She grabbed the blanket unconsciously, and her reason told her, Xiao Wanqing, you can't back down. She closed her eyes, and looked back clearly, how she fell step by step in the retreat, and came to the field where she is today.
What if she went to see her? The problems that lie between them cannot be resolved with words, and it is impossible for her and her.
impossible. Xiao Wanqing muttered to herself, as if speaking to her own heart.
It's just one more time, forcing myself to say insincere words, stabbing her and stabbing myself. Xiao Wanqing's face was a little pale.
But in the end, she let out a long and weary sigh, then closed the notebook on her lap, grabbed the phone, lifted the blanket, and got off the sofa.
The sky is completely dark, and the day has been cloudy and cloudy. At this moment, it is even more gloomy as if it will rain at some time. Lin Xian, a girl, has been standing outside the community so stubbornly, how can she Maybe willing, how can I rest assured
Xiao Wanqing closed the door and entered the elevator, as if she was the only one left in the world. She looked at the dwindling red numbers layer by layer, and felt as if heaven and man were at war in her heart. The moment she stepped out of the building door, the longing to see the beloved girl who tortured her day and night finally seemed to break through the cage, suppressing all her rationality, prompting her to take a step forward, in the air Stepping on slender high heels in the deserted neighborhood road, he trot awkwardly.
The day Lin Xian left the reception room crying, she longed to reach out and hug her from behind desperately, telling her, don't cry, don't go.
On the day when the top-up text messages kept pouring in like crazy, she longed to throw everything away and hold that sincerity, and told her that I couldn't pretend anymore, I surrendered.
Lin Xian didn't know how much she wanted, how much she wanted not to love her.
She didn't know, didn't know, how much she wanted to love her.
Suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the sky, one after another, deafening, like a demented person who can't distinguish between dreams and reality in the dark night of vigilance. A sound exploded in Xiao Wanqing's chaotic mind.
Under the thunder, the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, bit by bit, slowed down the rhythm, and finally disappeared completely. Xiao Wan's bright blue eyes gradually dimmed, and there was a sober and bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.
She leaned against the wall of the building dejectedly, feeling tired even to breathe. After a long period of absent-mindedness, she dialed Xia Zhijin's number with dead eyes.
She begged her: "Zhijin, do me a favor, please help me bring Lin Xian back. Please..." The last four words were faintly crying.
As if she broke through the girl's breakdown that day and gently comforted her, this time, the girl responded with the same tenderness as hers, caringly forgiving her fragility regardless of the reason.
She promised her: "Okay, I'll be there right away."
Lin Xian stood quietly at the gate of the community, with a calm expression, staring at the empty avenue in the community, expecting that the next second, or the next second, that dreamy figure would appear in her eyes .
She checked with the doorman before calling.
The guard wouldn't let her in, and she described to the guard that there was a tall, thin, very fair-skinned, light chestnut-colored woman with long curly hair, who had just moved in. She was her aunt, she was came for her. She knew that her Aunt Xiao was the kind of woman who was unforgettable.
Although the doorman later used the routine of asking her to call the owner to pick it up, but the moment she heard her description, the doorman's expression suddenly made her see that Xiao Wanqing had indeed lived here recently.
But time passed minute by minute, and the back heels and calves that were sore from standing for too long yesterday began to ache again, but Xiao Wanqing still did not appear in front of her eyes.
In the end, she didn't wait for Xiao Wanqing, but a roaring car and an unexpected person,
Xia Zhijin stopped the car and appeared beside her, looking at Lin Xian with a slumped face, her face was cold and pitiful: "Aunt Xiao, let me pick you up."
Lin Xian was extremely sad and disappointed, but smiled instead. She pulled the corners of her lips, turned around, leaned against the wall weakly, and asked Xia Zhijin with a half-smile: "What if I refuse to leave?"
Xia Zhijin narrowed her eyes, and explained in a warm voice: "I'm sorry, Lin Xian. I was entrusted by others, and it's a matter of loyalty. I don't know what happened to you, but I heard... Aunt Xiao's very broken voice, so, I am coming."
Lin Xian was so distressed that tears overflowed uncontrollably from his eyes. She turned her face away, wiped off the water marks quickly, and said back to Xia Zhijin in a cold voice: "Sister Zhijin, I'm also very broken now, can you forgive me?"
Xia Zhijin bit her lip, and said softly, "Then I'll wait with you." As soon as she finished speaking, she added lightly: "Manman has a high fever today, and she waited for me at home alone. Originally, she I wanted to come too, but I pressed it." This is true, if it wasn't for Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing, she wouldn't be happy to leave at this time.
Lin Xian gritted his teeth all of a sudden, looking at Xia Zhijin's eyes, it was as cold as ice about to shoot out. Xia Zhijin looked at her quietly, with deep eyes.
After a long time, Lin Xian finally squeezed out a word of compromise: "Let's go." She turned around and walked towards Xia Zhijin's car. Her waist, which had been straight all the time, gradually bent, and all of a sudden, she seemed to be sucked out of her whole body. , In a trance, a gust of wind can blow it down.
Xia Zhijin was also sad to see it, feeling sore in her heart. She turned around, took a deep look into the dark depths of the neighborhood, sighed, and got into the car.
On the way back, the air was eerily quiet. I don't know how far we drove, and the sky began to rain. At first, it was just a drizzle, but amidst the thunder and lightning, it turned into a torrential rain.
Through the car mirror, Xia Zhijin saw Lin Xian who was sitting in the backseat with his head hanging down and saying nothing, finally couldn't bear it, and revealed, "Aunt Xiao, I was afraid that you would get caught in the rain, so I asked me to pick you up." of."
Lin Xian smiled wryly, and replied in a low voice, "I know."
The person who planned to leave her cruelly like that, but still took care of her life with concern, and the person who was still hurting her mercilessly in the previous sentence, but he still couldn't help telling her to go home early in the next sentence. How could she not know
It was because she knew it too well that she was willing to let her go, how to miss her, how to... regret it ever since.
Xia Zhijin was not a nosy person, but when she looked at Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing, she seemed to see herself and Shi Man at that time. Just like Shi Man may never know what he has experienced and endured, Lin Xian may never understand what Aunt Xiao is afraid of and what she is resisting.
She couldn't bear it.
Two people who love each other seem to be not on the same channel.
People who are naturally brave will not understand the pain of those who look forward and backward. In the eyes of Shi Man and Lin Xian, all the difficulties that overwhelm her and Xiao Wanqing can be overcome as long as they think about it. They may not even understand that all the ideological shackles are put on voluntarily by them, obviously, it is enough to take them off.
After another long silence, Xia Zhijin looked at the windshield wipers swinging left and right, and persuaded Lin Xian in a low voice: "Lin Xian, give her some more time."
Lin Xian smiled bleakly: "Didn't I give her time? I want to give her time too. I also want to use a more mature method." She laughed more uncomfortable than crying: "But I give her time, she won't use this time to walk towards me slowly, she will only use this time to leave me more cleanly."
"I took ninety-nine steps towards her, but she refused to take a step towards me. But it's okay, I will take the full one hundred steps, and she doesn't have to do anything, just stand still, don't move, don't struggle, let I just want to hug her well, so she won't. Sister Zhijin, I have no choice. Can I just watch her leave me?" The girl couldn't maintain her last dignity , in Xia Zhijin's car, covering her face, weeping uncontrollably.
Xia Zhijin clenched the steering wheel, her throat was choked up, and she couldn't say another word.
When Lin Xian got home, the rain had stopped and the tears on her face had dried up. She didn't deliberately hide her red eyes from crying, and faced Aunt Liu's gaze from the sofa, she raised her head and showed it openly in front of her eyes, and then, ignoring her surprise, said to her weakly: "Aunt Liu, I'm so tired, don't ask me anything."
She went back to the room to get a change of clothes, and then went straight to the bathroom. First, she washed her face and brushed her teeth carefully, and then turned on the shower, letting the cold water drench her whole body.
At the end of April, it was warm and cold at the same time. The moment the cold water sprayed out, Lin Xian was so cold that he shivered all over. She gritted her teeth and took a shower in cold water. Then, without drying her body, she pulled the bath towel, wrapped her upper and lower body, and left the bathroom wet, and went back to the bedroom.
For the first time since Xiao Wanqing was not at home, she did not lock the door.
Taking out the remote control of the air conditioner that had been resting for more than half a year from the bedside drawer, Lin Xian stared at it for a long time, smiling bitterly.
Aunt Xiao made up her mind not to see her, made up her mind to leave.
what can she do
She has nothing but the love that fills her heart, only the last lonely courage left.
She raised her hand, faced the air conditioner, and pressed the start button.
After an unknown amount of time, the water marks on her body slowly dried up in the freezing temperature. Lin Xian trembled, his upper and lower teeth chattered, changed into his underwear and pajamas, and then curled up on the bed.
Before she knew it, she slowly lost consciousness...
When she became conscious again, a middle-aged female voice screamed in her ear: "Oh my God! Why did you turn on the air conditioner?"
When she opened her eyes, she saw Aunt Liu's panic-stricken face dangling in front of her eyes, erratic. She was just about to speak, but she felt a sharp cramping pain in her stomach, and it felt like something was churning in her chest, making her uncomfortable. She seemed to be aware of it, and struggled to support herself, turned over, pulled the trash can, opened her mouth, and vomited until the sky was dark.
Aunt Liu was terrified. She touched Lin Xian's cold body, looked at her obviously burning red eyes, immediately took off Lin Xian's coat in a panic, and said anxiously: "Get up, I have to go to the hospital..."
But Lin Xian turned back and lay on the bed as if prostrated, pulling his hoarse throat as if it was about to burst into flames, demanding word by word, "I won't go, I'll wait for her to come back."
Her head was heavy and her whole body was weak, but her consciousness was clear. After that sentence, she listened to Aunt Liu anxiously persuading her, but remained silent. He refused to go to the hospital or take medicine.
Finally, she heard Xiao Wanqing's melodious voice again, coming from the mobile phone that Aunt Liu put next to her ear, and said in a panic: "Xianxian, be obedient, go to the hospital first, I will be there soon."
"I'll wait for you." Lin Xian insisted with a hoarse voice, and couldn't help coughing twice while speaking.
The woman's beautiful voice was suddenly tinged with heartbroken crying, and she begged her choked up: "Xianxian, stop making trouble, please, don't make me so worried..."
Lin Xian calmed down the wheezing after coughing, feeling extremely distressed, and softly comforted her weakly: "I'm sorry, it's okay, don't be afraid. Drive slowly and pay attention to safety."
After all, she hardened her heart and hung up the phone.
She handed the mobile phone to Aunt Liu who was holding a thermometer and holding warm water in a daze. Her voice was hoarse, but she smiled and apologized to her wearily and calmly: "I'm sorry, Aunt Liu, I had some conflicts with my aunt, This kind of thing may happen frequently in the future, so you should be more tolerant." An understatement, but also meaningful.
Aunt Liu looked at the young girl with a weak smile on the bed, her hand holding the glass trembled, her heart trembled.
The author has something to say: Aunt Liu: I'm scared, I can't bear it, I can't go. (Lin Xian said this on purpose to scare Aunt Liu away. She is going to toss about for the last time. If she fails, she will have no strength. Human courage is always limited.)