After seeing it for the first time, my heart is a little wandering and unreliable.
Simply hold your phone and play Lianliankan to distract yourself.
This night, she was playing with her mobile phone on the tatami, and the old aunt outside the cubicle was preparing things for tomorrow while watching TV.
Just kill time like this.
After playing with sore thumbs, she closed the game window and checked the time. It was late: "Auntie, where is the tray for collecting snail shells?"
Soon, a pale blue plastic plate was placed on the table.
…
The whole world is quiet.
The midnight news was still on the TV outside, talking about a rear-end collision in a certain street in Shanghai. Her ears were full of these. She looked up and looked at the person who completely covered the small yellow wall light: you are not. … Is it active
There was still an empty snail shell in the palm of her hand, and she clenched it tightly without paying attention, piercing her with a sharp spirit, and threw it on the table. The man in front of him took off the hat he used to cover his face, threw it aside, knelt on one knee on the tatami, and neatly cleaned up the trash that was full of the table for her.
It's not when I first see it to help, and it's not when I don't.
She thought about the word "good" for a full afternoon and evening, and she hadn't made enough mental preparations. Why did he come? Isn’t there an event tonight? This kind of fashion dinner should not have a sensual midnight cocktail party after the dinner. Everyone sat on the high-back sofa and felt the lack of actor resources. The dissolution and postponement of the dissolution of the various crews were postponed. By the way, express each other's work plans and dramas for the coming year. Wang’s anticipation of the box office...
Why is he here, picking up the trash.
So what happens after "good"? Are you going on a date tonight... When I first saw a piece of paper towels, I drew seven or eight, from the fingers to the mouth, and then to the hands. He was looking for something to do while he was packing things up.
In the end, after the border forest was cleaned up, he also leaned back, half-length sitting on the tatami. My hand touched my trouser pocket, and I noticed the broken pen that had been dismantled, took it out silently, and reinstalled it little by little.
Quietly, there is no sound. Install it and put it on the table.
Under the warm yellow wall lamp light, I glanced at it for the first time. She knows this. Her lips still smelled of mustard soy sauce that was eaten with red snails, and she was a little embarrassed, and licked her lower lip unconsciously.
Checking Bianlin watched her little movements: "Does your stomach feel uncomfortable if you eat these?"
She muttered: Used to it.
"Is there anything I can eat at home?"
She shook her head.
Jian Bian Lin went out and chatted with his aunt in a familiar way, and then left a word to let First Jian continue to watch TV and wait for him. The sound of the end of the evening news sounded, and he also walked out.
A hot bowl of steamed clams was placed in front of the first meeting, bravingly.
"Finished it." The ceramic spoon slipped into the bowl.
"You still do this?" I was surprised at first sight.
"I will cook whatever you like."
"..."
After hearing this, the aunt began to praise her cheerfully, saying that this is a good elder brother.
The news is switching to a rebroadcast of a variety show, hilarious, nonsense, all kinds of stars are dragged to the top and sweaty climbing... I picked up a spoon and pointed to the TV screen to alleviate this geometrically multiplied embarrassment. Feeling: "Will you participate in this kind of show?"
Did not wait for the prosecutor Lin to answer.
The aunt patted her thigh, and immediately said, "Participate, you must participate, I like to watch it the most." Then I started to say, if your brother participates, I will tell guests every day that this star made clam steamed eggs with me...
In the enthusiastic chatter of his aunt, the prosecutor stared at the TV screen for ten seconds: "Do you often watch these kinds of programs?"
"No, no... I don't watch it often." Just looking for a chat topic.
At first sight, he bowed his head gloomily, eating clams, squeezing out the clam meat with his lips, and then spit out the shells cleanly on the table. One slap, another slap, and the shells were spit out on the table regularly.
Prosecutor Lin watched her eat.
At the end of the live broadcast, he drove Xie Bin's car away. It was a bit speeding, and the road was unexpectedly unblocked. In short, everything was destined. He got downstairs in the fastest time and received the "good", but found that he didn't know if she had gone home.
At the seafood shop at the door, he would often order takeaways for her.
Thinking of sitting here and waiting, I saw her.
When I first saw that the food was almost the same, I remembered it, as if he hadn't eaten it yet
She said "um" and wanted to ask.
"I've eaten it," Prosecutor Lin said silently, adding two words, "I'm not hungry."
"Oh." She lowered her head and spooned the little custard. After thinking about it, he really wanted to... How to try, is he going to live here tonight
"I will fly to Hong Kong by night tonight."
"Really?" The corners of his mouth rose at first sight.
…
Checking Bianlin turned the hat in his hand, shook his head lightly, and smiled a little helplessly.
Look at her joyful little expression when she hears that she is about to leave...
Forget it, take your time.
Before the two left the store, when they checked out, Chu Jian and he also found out their wallets at the same time. Under his gaze, he quietly retracted. Auntie got the change, and by the way, she mysteriously told the border forest that she would be tight-lipped, and would not say that big stars live in this community...
Leaving in such a warm old aunt's shop, walked into the community, and went upstairs.
Get out of the elevator.
On the left is the home of Chu Jian, and on the right is the home of Jian Bian Lin.
At first sight, he said: "Which house shall we go to—"
At the same time, the prosecutor Lin also said: "I always feel that it is not safe here—"
… The two looked at each other.
First sight: "What's not safe?"
Prosecutor Lin: "Go to your house?"
…At the same time.
Prosecutor Lin was in a good mood, unexpectedly smiled again, and lightly lifted his chin: "You speak first."
"I'm done... You can talk."
"There are only two households here, and I am usually away. If someone is hidden here, it will be difficult for you to call for help."
It shouldn't be so scary, right? Look around at first sight.
"When I come back from Hong Kong, I will look at the house again, looking for a household on the first floor that can be accommodated by swiping a card."
"Oh," she nodded, and then immediately "Huh?"
No, why is there one household on the first floor
With her face like a warrior, Border Forest has long been accustomed to: "We can rent two houses upstairs and downstairs."
Just so surprised, when she entered the house for the first time, she suffocated a sweat on her forehead in the cold weather, and her bangs separated softly, revealing a small scar on the end of her eyebrows, faint, not looking carefully. Can't tell.
Xianbian Lin lowered his eyes and stared at the little scar.
This was accidentally injured by her classmates in physical education class when she was in college. He didn't know when she was freshman. For so many years in her life, only the first half of her freshman year to the first half of her sophomore year was a blank period for the border forest inspection. I don't know anything, happy or sad, will I miss home after taking the test so far, whether my pocket money is enough to spend, will there be someone who I have a crush on.
He didn't know anything about it.
Especially if it has been injured and left scars, it can be seen that it is not handled well. When she was a child, she liked to climb trees and jump into pits, and wrestling was common. He learned to deal with her to keep her skin intact. If she was by her side at that time, the scar on the corner of her eyebrow would never be left behind.
If I can be less impulsive...
Maybe they were together a long time ago.
When he first saw that he was stunned just now, he was lying on the cat's eyes to see if there were any figures in the corner of the corridor. He noticed that he was not moving and raised his head.
Inspection Bianlin shifted his eyes slightly, put his hand on the collar of her sweater, and touched the back of her neck with his thumb. If there is something like nothing, it seems to have wiped it lightly.
At first sight, he almost held his breath.
"Why do you sweat so much?" His voice was inexplicably low.
"Wear more..." She was so disturbed by the atmosphere that she didn't dare to speak loudly, "Hot."
His fingers left her skin slightly: "Go and change clothes."
Sober at first sight, he hurriedly opened the shoe cabinet and pointed to the slippers: "You are familiar, change it yourself."
After speaking, he ran into the bedroom.
When she closed the door with her backhand, her legs were soft, and she was a little confused when she leaned on the door.
It's embarrassment everywhere, it's like a refuge here, separating two people temporarily. It would be nice if she could suddenly call him away. She just thought about it, but she was not ready yet, just face to face like a boyfriend or girlfriend...
Just thinking about the word "girlfriend and girlfriend" is enough for her to toss and turn for more than ten days.
The door was knocked from the outside, and the sound rushed directly into the ear from the door panel.
"I haven't changed yet, wait..."
"Don't open the door," Sen Bianlin's voice appeared first, "I want to talk to you like this."
When I first saw it, I didn't know if I could hear it from outside through a door.
After a long silence at the door, Lin Bianlin also leaned back to the door: "I just drove all the way over and couldn't control it. I just wanted to see you before going to Hong Kong."
She slid her fingers on the door panel unconsciously, and hummed again.
"You don't like what I do, just tell me," his voice was a little astringent, "I... have a bad personality, have no girlfriend, and have no experience. You know these things better than anyone else."
When I first saw my fingers bend slightly, I stinged lightly.
People who have known since the age of four—
From kindergarten to elementary school, junior high school, and high school, I watched him wear school uniforms of various sizes. I was familiar with the progression of his glasses. I also knew when he had myopia surgery. Such a familiar man said to himself through the door: I have never had a girlfriend. If there is something wrong with it, tell me...
"See you for the first time?"
Her throat was a little dry, vague, and only "um".
"I should be going."