Wen Xinya was reading a magazine about Xia Ruya's scandal. She got bored and couldn't help but prop up her chin to look at Si Yiyan.
Si Yiyan was talking on the phone, speaking E language.
E language always gives people a sense of refinement, the mouth shape of E language is very beautiful, and men who speak E language always give people a sense of nobility and sharpness. However, when Si Yiyan speaks E language, there is always a sense of elegance and grace in his bones.
The thin lips, every shape of the mouth, and every pronunciation of the tongue all carry an indescribable sexiness and are full of temptation.
She couldn't help but think of the slang that Si Yiyan taught her, and couldn't help chewing it on the tip of her tongue: "Ятакжеотдела Yanженщина."
She had practiced this sentence many times in private, but no matter how much she practiced, she could not say it as exquisitely and noblely as Si Yiyan. She still sounded stiff, obscure, and without any aesthetic sense like a beginner.
She still remembered that day when she followed Si Yiyan to learn this slang sentence. She was so thirsty from learning it that Si Yiyan asked her to repeat it over and over again. Finally, she realized that the sentence meant: I am Si Yiyan's woman!
How ashamed she was at that time!
At this time, Si Yiyan hung up the phone, his eyes flashing with love, he looked down at her and said: "I thought you had forgotten this E language, but I didn't expect you still remembered it. Compared with the time when you learned it before, your pronunciation is much more accurate. It seems that you have practiced a lot behind the scenes."
Wen Xinya's young face flushed red as she glared at Si Yiyan and said, "I'm naturally smart and I learn things quickly. Do I really need to practice in secret? You underestimate me."
Si Yiyan moved closer to her, the smile on his lips deepening slightly, with a touch of flirtatiousness: "Read it again! Hmm?"
The last word "hmm" was clearly a request, but it gave her a feeling that she could not refuse. Wen Xinya pouted her lips and said, "Sing a song for me in E language, and I will read it again."
Si Yiyan looked at her eyes flashing with tiny bits of light, shining beautifully like the stars in the sky: "I can't sing E-language songs, but... I do know a few E-language love poems, do you want to hear them?"
Wen Xinya's eyes sparkled, and her bright eyes seemed to have been washed by light, showing a brand new brightness. She said in a sour tone, "I don't want to listen. Nobody knows which lover you are reciting these E-language love poems to."
Si Yiyan looked at her, her eyes sparkling, but she was pouting deliberately, and he just thought she was cute: "You really don't want to listen?"
"I don't want to listen." Wen Xinya started to feel a little awkward.
Si Yiyan said: "You don't want to hear it, but I miss you!"
Even though Wen Xinya pursed her lips, she couldn't hide the curve of her mouth corners that curved up quietly, with a hint of joy and sweetness.
Si Yiyan's clear and elegant voice slowly flowed out:
You are the one I'm looking for
At this moment I understand
You are what I pursue.
God gave me life just to meet you and fall in love with you.
You are engraved into my soul
Let my life be freed and my fate be ended
Whether awake or in dreams
I want to be with you
Gently hug your shoulders
Whisper in your ear.
I belong to you alone, you are my only one, and there is no replacement.
The unique refinement of E language makes love poems sound particularly gorgeous and beautiful. Si Yiyan's voice seems to be played by a guqin with ancient rhyme, which is clear and distinct, with twists and turns in the rhyme, and a solitary and beautiful sound. It is clear and elegant, which makes people have endless aftertaste, like the clear gurgling water, like the fallen flowers clinging to the flowing water, inexplicably dyeing this stream with splendor.
"I told you not to listen, but you read it to me." Wen Xinya said this deliberately. Although she didn't understand the meaning of the love poem, she blushed for no reason. It was the first time in her two lifetimes that someone read a love poem to her. This kind of love sentiment of a young girl was indeed very vain. No wonder girls like to show off the number of their love letters.
Si Yiyan laughed softly: "Who said I was reading it to you? I was clearly reading it to myself."
Wen Xinya couldn't help but stare at him.
Si Yiyan whispered, "This love poem is called 'You are the one I am looking for'. It is a very famous love poem in Country E."
I happened to see this love poem in an English book before, and I wrote it down involuntarily because it completely fits my mood.
Wen Xinya quickly searched for the love poem on her phone, wanting to see what it expressed. Sure enough... she found it quickly. Looking at the straightforward and affectionate Chinese translation, her cheeks couldn't help but feel hot.
Si Yiyan asked in a low voice: "Can you read that E sentence to me again?"
Wen Xinya's cheeks turned even redder, but she couldn't play tricks, after all, Si Yiyan read a paragraph and she only read one sentence, so she was the one who got the upper hand: "ЯтакжеотделаYanженщина."
Si Yiyan has beautiful features.
Wen Xinya's face was full of rosy beauty. She quickly changed the subject and said, "Si Yiyan, Xia Ruya is not someone who will just sit there and wait for death. What do you think she will do this time?"
Xia Ruya is so smart. No matter what happens, she can always clear herself of all blame. No matter how big the blow is, it can't knock her down. She can always find her position quickly and unyieldingly, and achieve her goals in a roundabout way. As long as she is given a little bit of fuel, she can revive.
The smile on Si Yiyan's lips deepened. In the past, she always excluded him from such matters, but now she has learned to discuss with him and listen to his opinions: "She will make a dying struggle!"
"The dying struggle is just the difference between dying sitting down and dying standing up. It's the same death anyway." Wen Xinya was a little suspicious. Xia Ruya was a smart person and should not do such a meaningless thing!
And each time of seemingly failing in the several confrontations, actually had no effect on her, so she subconsciously felt that Xia Ruya would not be defeated so easily.
In Xia Ruya's heart, Wen Xinya is a peak that is difficult to climb, and in Wen Xinya's heart, she is a fortress that is difficult to conquer.
Si Yiyan chuckled and said, "Of course there is a difference. People who die standing up are often those who choose to die on their own, while those who die sitting down are considered auspicious signs in religion. Have you ever seen Taoists with profound Taoism or monks with high morals and prestige die standing up?"
Wen Xinya suddenly realized: "Sitting and dying is better than committing suicide without doing anything!"
Xia Ruya values reputation the most. As long as it can make her reputation better, the dying struggle is indeed her only way to go. I just don’t know what she will choose to do.
Si Yiyan laughed softly and said, "That's right. No one wants to die ugly if they can die beautifully. Just open your eyes and watch. There may be a very exciting drama to be staged next."
Wen Xinya nodded.