Next time, if there is such a straight ball, please remind her in advance, okay? No, it is better not to remind her, let her feel the feeling of her heart pounding in her throat again.
Xia Yitong supported himself with his hands at his sides, moved upwards, sat firmly, and prepared to meet another straight ball.
"Well..." She pursed her lips and said, "I miss you, too."
"Hey, that's not what I meant." Lu Yinbing waved his hands over there.
"You don't miss me?"
"no."
Xia Yitong was also confused by her torment: "Do you want it or not?"
"I want to, I don't want to, but I can't do it." Lu Yinbing sighed, and the tangle crawled all over her face with her slowly frowning brows. She confusedly revealed the fuse of the matter, "I have a cocktail party tonight. It was invited by a friend. I told you. I kept chatting with you before it started. After you boarded the plane, my attention was not focused on the party. During the period, I checked my phone countless times, and my friends thought I was in a hurry to do something important. After returning home, I should have read a book, but I didn't finish a page. The more I don't want to think about you, the more I miss you. It's like you are dancing in my head, and I can't get rid of you no matter how hard I try. I, I don't want this to happen. I know it's normal for me to miss you, but, but I am very afraid that this normality will become the norm in my life."
Xia Yitong had never seen her so panicked and helpless before. She wished she was by her side right now and could give her a hug to comfort her at this moment.
"Teacher Lu." Xia Yitong said softly.
Lu Yinbing lowered his head, his chest heaving slightly, and he kept blaming himself, as if he didn't hear her at all.
"Teacher Lu?" Xia Yitong raised her voice slightly.
Lu Yinbing looked up at her blankly.
"Don't panic." Xia Yitong grabbed a pillow from the side, hugged it in her arms, and said, "Come, Teacher Xia, give me a hug."
"Hug me." Lu Yinbing also found a pillow and hugged it tightly in his arms.
In this way, it really looked like the two of them were hugging each other. Lu Yinbing was actually distracted. The pillow was not as soft as Xia Yitong's, nor as warm as hers.
Lu Yinbing changed his posture, put the tablet on the side of the bed, sat cross-legged, hugged the pillow in his arms, and slowly said, "Since I was sensible, I have had my own plans for doing things. I don't need my parents to teach me what I like and what I want to learn. Including when I was fifteen, I suddenly had the idea of acting. It was not an impulse. I chose it, and I will be responsible for my decision and stick to it. Whether it's career or... love. When I told you to fall in love, it was after careful consideration. I thought I wanted and could afford the unknown future, your future, our future. So I said: I want to fall in love with you."
Xia Yitong listened quietly without interrupting her.
"But love is so unreasonable. I didn't know I would become like this." Lu Yinbing's thoughts gradually became clear as she spoke slowly, and her eyes became rational and clear. "Rather than saying I'm afraid of being restrained and not free - I like you, I'm sure - it's better to say I'm afraid of the feeling of losing control of my life, because from childhood to adulthood, the word out of control does not exist in my dictionary." Lu Yinbing took a long breath, "I'm not used to it."
I have finally expressed my thoughts, and there should be no ambiguity, Lu Yinbingxin said.
Xia Yitong also followed her and breathed a sigh of relief. She completely understood Lu Yinbing because she had experienced it many years ago. Although their family backgrounds and upbringings were different, the feeling of suddenly falling in love with someone and being obsessed with them was the same. After the shock and sweetness, there was emptiness and confusion. The difference was that she had gotten used to it, while Lu Yinbing had just started.
It doesn’t matter, they still have a long time to adapt. As long as Lu Yinbing likes her, sooner or later she will quietly infiltrate her life in every aspect and will not let her feel the panic she is now.
Lu Yinbing rubbed the pillow in his arms, looking at Xia Yitong who suddenly started laughing in the picture, feeling very strange, and asked: "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at the fact that you've never been in love. Teacher Lu, you're so green." Xia Yitong said with a smile.
Lu Yinbing rolled her eyes at her: "You talk as if you were in love before, am I not your first love?"
"Although I have never been in a relationship, I have had a crush on someone." Xia Yitong was very proud.
"Who?" Lu Yinbing sat up straight. Some fragments of memories flashed through her mind. She always felt that Xia Yitong had mentioned this topic on some occasion, but she couldn't remember the details.
"You." Xia Yitong said without any hesitation.
Teacher Lu's heart blossomed with a garden, and he said insincerely, "You speak sweet words so easily, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
"It's true. I have a crush on you..." Xia Yitong counted on her fingers, "One, two, three..." She kept counting until she put three fingers on her other hand, "It's been eight years."
Lu Yinbing fell forward at her current age and said in shock: "Sixteen years old?!"
"To be exact, I'm fifteen years old, and sixteen years old in virtual age." Xia Yitong pinched his chin and thought for a while.
Lu Yinbing choked for a while and said, "You are in love too early!"
The key points are grasped very well, and it can be said that he is a man of both moral integrity and artistic excellence.
"Oh my god," Xia Yitong couldn't hold it back any longer. No matter how sweet her love words were, they would be ruined when she met Lu Yinbing. She should have pushed her on the bed and licked her until she screamed "no" and kicked her. She hugged the pillow and fell on the bed laughing, "My teacher Lu! Can you be a little more romantic? I'm telling you my heart."
"Then you talk, I'm listening." Lu Yinbing looked at her and smiled.
"I can't pour it out." Xia Yitong was still lying upside down, with sparkling little stars in her eyes. "I feel happy when I see you. I can't remember the hard days back then."
"Do I have this ability?" Lu Yinbing tilted his head to keep it parallel to her face.
"Yes, I have."
"Then just look at me every day from now on."
"OK."
Lu Yinbing sighed: "But I still want to hear how you secretly love me."
"Why?" Xia Yitong sat up.
"To satisfy my vanity." Lu Yinbing said with a smile.
"Teacher Lu, you are so straightforward." Xia Yitong looked at her and couldn't help laughing.
"Teacher Xia, you are so casual in expressing your feelings. Same here."
"Can we talk in a normal tone?"
“No.”
"Then I'll just keep talking, don't interrupt me, or you'll be a puppy."
"Go ahead." Lu Yinbing symbolically patted his ears twice, almost dying of laughter, "I'm all ears."
Xia Yitong made a thoughtful expression, and after a second, she said seriously, "The year I met you, there was heavy snow outside. We southerners rely on our integrity to keep warm. I was playing hopscotch with others in the activity center to keep out the cold, and the dean opened a special kitchen for me and took me to her room. We roasted fire, ate rice cakes and watched TV together. At that time, mobile phones and other things were not very developed, and watching TV was the biggest entertainment. It was also on that day that I met your first role - Qiao'er in "The End of the World"."
Lu Yinbing quickly raised his hand and covered his eyes embarrassedly: "Hey."
Xia Yitong smiled and said, "Everyone watched this at that time. When we went out to meet the aunties in the neighborhood or classmates in the class, they would ask, 'What are you doing at home?' 'Watching TV.' 'Is it The End of the World?' 'Yes.' If you asked Qiao'er from Shuijing Village at the End of the World, from the 80-year-old to the youngest, who wouldn't know you? Who wouldn't like you? Who wouldn't want to marry you home as a daughter-in-law or daughter-in-law? You were the dream girl of all the boys in our class, ah."
How embarrassing! Although Lu Yinbing didn't consider this as a black history, she still got goose bumps when she was praised like that. Also, what
"I know, I know. Go on." Lu Yinbing still had his eyes covered, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably.
"How old am I?" Xia Yitong frowned. Lu Yinbing endured the sudden stab to his heart and reminded her, "Ten years old."
"Yes, I was ten years old." Xia Yitong said, "In fact, I can't remember many specific scenes. I just remember that it was snowing heavily that day and it was very cold, but the house was very warm. When I saw you appear on the TV screen, I felt so warm all of a sudden. I stared at you, as if it was destined."
"And then?"
"I just watched the TV series. I ran faster than the boys after school. Although the TV series doesn't start until after 7pm, I can't delay. I have to come back to eat, wash my face, do clothes and take care of the children. There are so many things to do. After I finish all the work, I will sneak into the dean's room. Fortunately, the dean dotes on me."
"Don't the welfare home let you watch TV?"
"Yes, but there are too many people, and some children are younger, so they just watch the news broadcast. Basically, it's not on after 8 o'clock because they need to go to bed."
Lu Yinbing found it quite interesting to listen to Xia Yitong's stories, as if a naughty and busy little girl of about ten years old appeared in front of him. He also laughed and asked, "What about the other older children who want to watch TV?"
Xia Yitong's sudden silence made Lu Yinbing suspect that he had said something wrong.
"Most of the children in the orphanage are disabled or mentally challenged, so they are abandoned." Xia Yitong's voice was very soft, "There are relatively few people like me."
Living in an orphanage is a very depressing environment. Those abandoned children all have disabilities to varying degrees. Some cannot speak, some are deaf, and some have visual impairments. They are gathered together, and there is indifference, hatred, even quarrels, fights, and bullying.
"Although our director is very kind and compassionate, and is better than other welfare homes—because I have funded the construction of some welfare homes after I made money, so there is a comparison—he is just a few. I am one of the few normal people in the welfare home," Xia Yitong said with a wry smile, "the director loves me and wants to save me. He doesn't want me to fall into the mud."
"You are..." Lu Yinbing hesitated to speak. She wanted to ask, how did you get to the welfare home? You are so nice.
You are so nice.
"Why don't you ask me?" Xia Yitong suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Lu Yinbing asked.
Xia Yitong looked at her and said softly, "Do you want to know how I got into the orphanage? Why don't you ask me?"
Lu Yinbing lowered his head and touched his nose, then asked, "Do you want to tell me?"
Xia Yitong responded with a firm look: "To be honest, you are the second person who knows besides the dean. She is my mother, and you are my lover."
Her lover Lu Yinbing blinked and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Xia Yitong first lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, as if she was organizing her words. Then her long eyelashes slowly closed, like a black butterfly quietly spreading its wings, filled with gorgeous light after breaking out of its cocoon.
"When I was five years old, my father drove me and my mother out for an outing. On the way, we were hit by a truck that ran a red light. I survived, but my parents died. I heard that the driver was drunk and died on the spot. My grandfather... my father's parents thought I killed their son, so they kicked me out. I walked to the orphanage by myself. Isn't that amazing?"
Xia Yitong smiled and said.