The long-lost two-person world is finally back.
At noon, the two ate together at the dining table after a long absence, but the meal was not as peaceful as it used to be. Xiao Wanqing kept receiving calls, as if there was something wrong with her work because of her temporary leave.
Lin Xian saw Xiao Wanqing stop her chopsticks, while chatting with the other party, while unconsciously rubbing her temples tiredly, she couldn't help feeling guilty and distressed.
She saw Xiao Wanqing hang up the phone, frowning, as if thinking about something, she thoughtfully didn't ask, but just looked at her quietly with concern.
After a while, Xiao Wanqing seemed to have noticed her worried gaze, stretched her eyebrows towards her, and said warmly: "Why do you keep looking at me, the food is going to be cold."
Lin Xian bit her chopsticks and asked her tentatively, "Did I affect your work schedule?"
Xiao Wanqing froze for a moment, and there was a soft smile in her eyes. She picked up the dishes with the chopsticks, put them into Lin Xian's bowl, and comforted her: "I have arranged everything, but they didn't do it well, and something happened temporarily." She closed her eyes , a little worried, hesitating whether to go there in person in the afternoon. But she was also worried that Lin Xian's fever would come back again.
Although Lin Xian felt reluctant, she hoped that Xiao Wanqing could accompany her to rest for an afternoon. After all, Xiao Wanqing must have worked harder than her last night. But looking at Xiao Wanqing's expression, she immediately saw the embarrassment and worry in Xiao Wanqing's eyes. Aunt Xiao, no matter what she does, she is a very responsible person.
Her eyes flickered, and she offered to propose: "Aunt Xiao, if you need to go to the company in the afternoon, don't worry about me, go at ease."
Xiao Wanqing hesitated: "Xianxian, but you..."
Lin Xian pursed her thin lips, eyebrows and eyes curved, and said half-jokingly: "Student Xiao Xiaowan, I am not your junior now, and I am not a child who always needs to be taken care of by you. I am not so fragile, I can take care of myself, Do you not believe me?"
Xiao Wanqing looked at her steadfastly, as if examining the young girl in front of her with brand new eyes. After a while, she blinked, and the corners of her lips gradually curved slightly. But she lowered her head, took a sip of the soup, and muttered softly: "You took care of yourself in the hospital like this, and you still want me to believe that you can take care of yourself?" It was obviously meant.
Lin Xian heard it with sharp ears, and defended himself confidently without being guilty or straightforward at all: "It's different. I didn't have a girlfriend yesterday, so I can still act recklessly. But now I have you, yes I am a responsible adult. I have to take care of myself, so that I can be more responsible to you and take good care of you."
Xiao Wanqing just wanted to take this opportunity to hit Lin Xian, hoping that she would remember to cherish her body, but she never thought that Lin Xian would say such words so seriously. She chewed on the word "responsibility" in her heart, chewing on Lin Xian's sentence "responsible to you", her heart was trembling slightly.
She has always felt that Lin Xian is still young, and the current love for her may be nothing more than an ignorant hormonal explosion in her youth that exaggerates liking into love. Therefore, her love will be full of enthusiasm, impulsiveness, stubbornness, and beautiful but unrealistic fantasies. The love when you are young is always too passionate and sweet at the beginning, so in fantasy, it is mostly enjoyment and seldom endured. The word "responsibility" is more tolerable than enjoyable, and it is equally difficult to hold on in adult marriages, not to mention the impulsive and immature love of young people.
But Lin Xian thought of her.
Eighteen-year-old Lin Xian told the thirty-one-year-old her on the first day of dating—I will be responsible to you.
Xiao Wanqing felt that, even if this is a blank check issued by young people who are ignorant and fearless, even if all the promises in this world are, it is easier said than done, but at least at this moment, Lin Xian has this kind of intention, she should have contented.
However, she couldn't accept it, nor should she accept it.
Her eyes were full of affectionate water, she stared at Lin Xian, and said word by word: "Xianxian, I don't want you to be responsible for me." She saw the girl frown suspiciously, stretched out her hand to caress and stretch her. With her beautiful eyebrows, she said softly: "Xianxian, remember, being responsible to yourself is the greatest responsibility to me."
From the moment she promised Lin Xian, she never expected Lin Xian to be responsible to her, let alone expect Lin Xian to be with her forever. From the moment she started, she was always preparing, preparing for the day when it ended, preparing for Lin Xian's possible departure at any time.
She is an elder, she is an adult, and she is the one who should lead Lin Xian to avoid detours. But she indulged herself, influenced Lin Xian, and changed Lin Xian. Therefore, she is responsible for Lin Xian.
She is responsible for making Lin Xian as happy and happy as if she had never been with her, and for letting Lin Xian return to a normal life track after leaving her.
There is no equal status among them, and it is doomed that they have no equal responsibilities and obligations. She only wants to let Lin Xian enjoy it, and she doesn't need Lin Xian to endure it for her. She can greedily demand a child who has just grown up, what is she responsible for
Lin Xian only thought that Xiao Wanqing felt that she was still young, so she didn't believe what she said, and thought that Xiao Wanqing was responsible for her if she thought that she could take care of herself and not make trouble for her. Lin Xian is a little unhappy, but he also understands that some concepts and ideas cannot be changed by a few words for a while.
She sighed, pulled down the catkin that Xiao Wanqing caressed on her brow, rubbed it lovingly with the tip of her nose, like a vicissitudes old man, snatched Xiao Wanqing's usual lines, and sighed: "Hey, after you You will understand my words."
Xiao Wanqing was caught off guard by hearing her tone, and before her sadness completely dissipated, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She didn't know if Lin Xian had listened to her words, but she didn't intend to discourage Lin Xian, fearing that the sincere girl would be unhappy if she understood too much. She had finished eating, she stood up, cleaned up the dishes, gave Lin Xian a gentle look in her eyes, changed the subject, and teased, "Am I too young now? Aunt Lin."
Lin Xian also finished eating, wiped his mouth, and then stood up. She stared at Xiao Wanqing, suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it lightly. Xiao Wanqing was unprepared and fell into her arms.
Lin Xian hugged the beloved soft woman in his arms contentedly, rubbed his cheek against her cheek, and whispered softly in reply to her last sentence: "Yeah, it's too young, my little girl."
"I'm waiting for my little girl's heart, which is always afraid, to grow up slowly and strong. Don't be afraid, I am very patient and will grow up with you."
Xiao Wanqing felt that her heartstrings seemed to be stirred by something. She unconsciously buried her head on Lin Xian's neck, hugged her slender waist tightly, and said to her sullenly: "Idiot."
After Lin Xian took the medicine in the afternoon, Xiao Wanqing took her body temperature again to confirm that the temperature was normal, and she gradually felt relieved. She originally wanted to spend another afternoon with Lin Xian, but during the period, she made a few more phone calls, her brows furrowed even tighter.
Lin Xian saw that the situation was probably not very good, so she kindly urged Xiao Wanqing not to accompany her, but to go to the company to deal with work without worry. Xiao Wanqing was in charge after all, so she couldn't feel relieved, so she kissed Lin Xian's forehead, promised that she would come back soon, and then left home reluctantly.
After Xiao Wanqing left, Lin Xian lay on the bed, feeling a little empty in his heart. She recalled everything from yesterday to today, and it felt like a dream. She turned over and looked at the little Teddy on the side, stretched out her arms to rest on it, suddenly pouted, pulled its fur, and asked it: "Does it hurt? If it hurts, it won't be a dream."
Teddy didn't move, and Lin Xian saw a bit of aggrieved look in his dark eyes.
Lin Xian couldn't help but giggled again.
She pushed the little Teddy away, turned back, and suddenly her thoughts jumped to the idea that when she goes to bed at night, she can hug Xiao Xiaowan instead of Little Teddy. Thinking of that scene, she couldn't help her heart throbbing, she bit her lip and smiled.
But Aunt Xiao won't let her kiss her now, and she certainly won't let her sleep with her and hug her... Lin Xian's mind is spinning and turning, happy for a while, sad for a while, confused, and gradually lost. consciousness.
When she woke up again, she opened her eyes and saw that the bedroom, which was still bright before going to bed, was already dark. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, wondering how long she had slept.
Outside the half-open door, there was the light touch of bowls and chopsticks, and Lin Xian woke up suddenly—Aunt Xiao is back!
She got up from the bed immediately, jumped out of the bed, and walked quickly towards the door. When passing the bathroom, she suddenly slowed down and paused. She scratched her hair anxiously, and decided to go in first.
After combing her hair, washing her face, and rinsing her mouth, Lin Xian made sure that she looked good in the mirror, and then walked towards the kitchen in two quick steps in three steps with confidence.
Obviously, Xiao Wanqing hadn't left for a long time. When Xiao Wanqing was not at home, she had seen Aunt Liu busy in this kitchen. But when she saw this slim figure in an apron again under the dim light at this moment, she felt as if it had been a lifetime ago. What Xiao Wanqing filled was not the kitchen, but her heart. She hypocritically made her nose sour for no reason.
Her footsteps were not light, but Xiao Wanqing was so absorbed that she didn't notice her coming at all. When Lin Xian stretched out his hand to hug her tightly from behind, and murmured softly in her ear, "Why didn't you wake me up when you got back?", Xiao Wanqing paused for a moment, and rubbed her black cheek with her cheek. Fa, and replied with a warm voice and a smile: "Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I want you to sleep a little longer."
In the past, when she was secretly in love with Xiao Wanqing, she did this gesture of hugging from behind naturally many times, but at that time, Xiao Wanqing never took the initiative to respond intimately. Feeling Xiao Wanqing's active intimacy with her, Lin Xian couldn't help but feel hot and swollen with joy, and wrapped Xiao Wanqing's arms, hugging her tighter and tighter.
"But, I want to see you sooner." The girl whispered tenderly.
It was the first time for Xiao Wanqing to be embraced by Lin Xian in such a relaxed manner. Hearing the girl's whispers, her heart softened. The corners of her lips curled up, she turned off the gas stove, and teased Lin Xian softly: "Xianxian, I've always wanted to ask you, where did you learn these deceptive rhetoric."
Lin Xian poked Xiao Wanqing's thin shoulder with his chin punishingly, and said dissatisfiedly: "You actually said that every word I say from the heart is a rhetoric! Even if it is a rhetoric, I can't learn it without a teacher."
"As soon as I saw you, I felt happy, and these words came out of my heart one after another. I want to tell you, and I just want to tell you."
Xiao Wanqing is an experienced person, she is mature and stable, her heart has been calm for many years, and she is difficult to shake. But she hadn't been in love for a long time, and now she heard her little lover's frank and passionate sweet talk, and she couldn't help but feel like a little girl who was easily deceived, with sweetness in her heart. She bit her lip, and teased Lin Xian shyly and happily: "Smart words..."
Lin Xian acted like a baby: "Then do you like my flirtatious words?"
In Xiao Wanqing's eyes, the smile was as bright as starlight, and just about to answer Lin Xian, the mobile phone placed aside suddenly vibrated.
Lin Xian felt the body of the person in his arms, and suddenly stiffened. She followed Xiao Wanqing's line of sight and looked at the phone screen, only to see that there were three large characters on the caller ID—Sister Zhou Qin.