Falling in love is so difficult, and the person who confesses first is so brave.
Yan Qiwei lay down on the bed with her head down and covered her face with a pillow.
She used to be very arrogant, and never looked down on the male creatures around her. When she met Liang Xiao, and because she had absolutely no love experience and no courage to confess, she was cowardly when she saw him, and could only secretly like him.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help knocking on her head, and said angrily in her heart: Yan Qiwei, little spicy chicken, coward, it's really useless.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room.
This voice was extraordinarily gentle and short, with a gentle force, and seemed to be somewhat restrained, most likely from Aunt Shen's handwriting.
She removed the pillow from her head and responded lazily, "Please come in."
The door opened with a sound, revealing the pale and handsome face of the young man. Yan Qiwei never thought that the person knocking on the door was actually Liang Xiao.
She sucked in a breath of cold air, and was stunned for a moment before she remembered that her hair was like a chicken coop after rolling over on the bed. She lowered her head and tried to smooth it out, and said incoherently, "You, hello! Come in and sit down. , My name is Liang Wei, why are you here? This is our first time meeting hahaha."
The villain in my heart roared tearfully, what the hell is she talking about!
"Hello." Liang Xiao shyly pursed her lips and smiled, her dark eyes hurriedly lowered after only one look at her, her voice was hoarse but soft, "I'll return the scarf to you, thank you."
He said and stretched out his hand, Yan Qiwei rolled over and got out of bed, took it carefully and immediately stepped back, keeping a safe distance from the person in front of him.
Otherwise, she is likely to rush directly to the beast.
The bottom of Liang Xiao's eyes was dark and unclear, and the moment she saw her retreat, it was covered with a shadow. During his hospitalization, he heard more than once that he had an unrelated sister. Willfulness, paranoia, and indifference were all the labels she was labelled with. He also listened to them discussing seriously, Liang Wei did not love and live with each other. People will not accept him easily.
And Liang Xiao just shook his head at this, his eyes fell on the light brown scarf on the head of the bed.
After falling asleep at home that day, he had nightmares as usual.
In the vague dream, blood stains, curses, and lashes followed one after another. He was tortured with pain, and suddenly a group of warm flames stopped close to him, expelling the darkness around him in an instant. It took on a pleasant, unfamiliar aroma and finally settled in the socket of his neck.
Soft and soft, warm and lingering, that is the feeling that young people have never experienced.
When Liang Xiao woke up, most of the cold that had lingered all over his body dissipated, the tip of his nose was inexplicably enveloped by a sweet fruity fragrance, and there was a soft and fluffy touch on his neck, just like in a dream.
He was sitting in an unfamiliar car with a scarf around his neck, and the little girl beside him slept quietly with a slight smile on his lips.
Therefore, he thought that the little girl who had followed her parents all the way to pick him up must not be as stubborn as he said.
Perhaps it was just an unintentional act of hers to put on a scarf for him, but for the young man who had lived under cold eyes and bullying since he was a child, this was the first tenderness he had gained in so many years and so many winters.
He thought that Liang Wei would accept him without hesitation, but when he saw her subconsciously retreat, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.
Don't you even want to be close to him...
Liang Xiao clenched his fists secretly, and there was a sharp pain when his nails sank into the flesh. He heard the girl's soft voice again: "Well, don't call me sister in the future."
The young man's expression darkened.
The kid downstairs named Liang Bozhong was reluctant to call him "brother" at first, and his parents scolded the former for this, and he finally changed his tune.
Relatives who came to visit in the hospital didn't like him either. Although everyone pretended to be full of sympathy on the surface, he overheard them discussing him in the aisle, with a tone full of ridicule: "The Liang family is really miserable, and their son was abused like this. The appearance is simply a shame. That child is basically useless, it's a pity, it's a pity."
He had thought she would be different.
Disappointment surged into her heart like a tide, and Liang Xiao was about to leave when she heard her embarrassed low laugh.
"Just call me Vivi."
The bottom of the gloomy and dark eyes seemed to fall into a star, and he raised his eyes to meet hers in surprise, and his heartbeat was inexplicably fast.
Yan Qiwei was seen as shy by him, she pursed her lips and tried to hide the idiot's smile: "Because 'Weiwei' sounds closer, this is my unique name."
"Weiwei" is actually Yan Qiwei's nickname, so she doesn't want to stage a deep drama of German orthopaedic sadomasochism with Liang Xiao. The name "sister" is too dramatic and she doesn't like it.
"Yeah." Liang Xiao still smiled shyly, the red tide spreading from the base of his ears to his cheeks. For some reason, he seemed extremely happy, his eyes were shining, and he said softly, "Thank you, Weiwei."
Just five words were enough to make Yan Qiwei's heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.
Ah, Liang Xiao is calling her by her nickname! Still the kind that is very happy with a smile!
what! she! die! !
After all, the two were not familiar with each other, Liang Xiao thanked him and left quickly, leaving behind Yan Qiwei who pretended to be calm and said goodbye.
As soon as the door was closed, she jumped into the quilt and rolled around excitedly.
The screams in her throat could not be shouted out, Yan Qiwei could only laugh silently, hammering the pillow desperately with excess excitement.
The scarf in her hand should have just been cleaned. She sniffed it quietly. Except for the refreshing soap scent, there was no "his smell" written in the novel, so she was a little disappointed.
After being disappointed, you criticize yourself righteously, Yan Qiwei, your behavior is a typical idiot behavior, which is shameful.
Then, criticizing himself, he kissed it hard.
Liang Xiao's injury requires long-term treatment and healing, and psychological disorders are the most troublesome problems for the family.
The onset time of stress disorder is variable, and the degree varies. In addition to reproducing the feelings of the traumatic event, this disease may also lead to symptoms such as emotional apathy, depression, anxiety, and fright. Mental diseases are difficult to treat and can only be intervened through long-term psychological intervention.
"Mom and dad have already contacted the family doctor, but if we want my brother to get better soon, we as a family have to work hard to create a positive recovery atmosphere for him. You two have to behave well, you know?"
Chen Jiayi knocked on Liang Bozhong's head, this naughty little guy is her key observation object, "but you must remember, try not to have physical contact with Liang Xiao's brother. He is very sensitive to other people's touch, which often leads to illness. triggers.”
When Liang Xiao was adopted, his name was "Qi Xia", and there was no other meaning, just because he was born in the summer. The name "Liang Xiao" was chosen by his biological mother when she was pregnant. It means quiet and peace at night, hoping that the child will have a smooth life.
After bringing him back, his parents took Liang Xiao to change his name and transfer his hukou as soon as possible. The latter is not fully used to it yet.
During the New Year, Liang Qi and Chen Jiayi were busy socializing, so they entrusted their three children to Aunt Shen to take care of them.
Liang Bozhong stayed in the bedroom all day playing games. At that time, "The Elder Scrolls 5" and "Assassin's Creed 3" were all the rage. The little guy played in the dark, and finally fell down the stairs when he tried to imitate the game characters flying over the eaves and walls one day, crying around Liang San Day by day.
So the task of getting close to Liang Xiao naturally fell on Yan Qiwei.
The two had just met, and there were very few topics to chat about. In addition, Liang Xiao had a taciturn temperament, and she soon became a person who talked endlessly.
After talking for a long time, Yan Qiwei was inevitably a little embarrassed, lest he be bored. It happened to be snowing outside the window at the moment, and she had a flash of inspiration and suggested with great interest, "Let's go build a snowman."
She grew up on the southern coast and almost never saw snow, so she was particularly fond of it. At this time, seeing the silver wrapping outside the house, the groundhog screamed with excitement, but Yan Qiwei didn't know anything about the activity of building a snowman, her hands were red from the cold, and she could only build a flat body.
As soon as the wind blew, crackling, the body was cut off before the child was born.
"You have to compact the snow." Liang Xiao had few entertainment activities in the village, making snowmen was his daily pastime in winter. Seeing her with a bitter face, he hesitated for a long time before whispering, "Pinch the snow in the palm of your hand and use force. ,like this."
As he spoke and demonstrated, he easily made a round snowball. Yan Qiwei's eyes glowed, and she leaned closer, then raised her eyebrows to look at him: "You are amazing!"
The girl's clear eyes burned his sight like sparks, not to mention that this is not a skill worthy of praise, Liang Xiao lowered his head shyly: "You are not in good health, you will easily catch a cold when you touch the snow, I will take care of the pile, you. Just help."
Liang Xiao is... caring about her
Yan Qiwei was happy in her heart, but she still had to pretend to be calm on the surface, and smiled slightly: "Then what shape do we stack into? Let me think about it, how about Totoro?"
He looked confused: "My Neighbor Totoro?"
"It's a cartoon character, super-cute!" Only then did she realize that Liang Xiao had no chance to contact those anime movies that were all too common in the eyes of her peers. The picture of the cat was handed to him, "Look, it's it."
Liang Xiao seemed to be amused by its chubby appearance. The long eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of his mouth evoked a faint arc.
It's so beautiful.
"He usually looks lazy, walks slowly, grins a lot, like this—"
Yan Qiwei tried her best to restrain her heart beating wildly, puffed out her mouth to imitate the chubby appearance of Chinchilla, opened her hands and slowly walked in the snow, leaving a neat row of footprints.
She stopped after walking a few steps, turned around on tiptoe, and winked at Liang Xiao: "Cute?"
His eyes stopped on her for a short time, and then quickly avoided it, with a smile in his words: "Well."
Liang Xiao's hand was very clever, and he did not take much effort to build the approximate shape of the chinchilla according to the picture. Yan Qiwei used a few branches as a beard, and couldn't help but gently pinched her big pointed ears.
Cold and hard, it was just plain fun.
Does this count as... the first successful creation of a man with a male god
bah bah bah! She blushed with embarrassment at this thought, is she a woman who can be satisfied just because of this sweetness? Do you want to be embarrassed
The answer is, yes, she just doesn't want to lose face.
Yan Qiwei thought happily, her son is really good-looking, but he is too fat.
However, before she was full of joy, she sensed something was wrong—Liang Xiao was wearing light brown gloves. At this time, he was making the final perfection on the snowman, with the back of his hand facing her eyes.
An abrupt crimson oozes from the glove, and it is a bloodstain.