After one week of dating, Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi's dates were all in 1504. In that private space, the two young people were very nervous and shy when kissing and hugging, not to mention coming here under the bright blue sky.
They have yet to hold hands outside, with people all around them and a little light bulb following them.
Luo Jingyu originally wanted to keep a distance from Huanhuan. Even if Xiao Weiwei went home and told his parents about the existence of "Uncle Xiaoyu", Huanhuan could cover it up by using the identity of a "friend".
Who knew Huanhuan would be so blatant? Luo Jingyu had been used to walking with her hands in her pockets for many years, and she forcibly pulled her hands out.
Of course he wanted to hold her hand! Just like other couples walking affectionately, but he didn't dare. He knew Huanhuan's family didn't know about it yet, and knew that Huanhuan was with him under pressure.
Look, even Yue Qi, a deaf classmate, thinks that he and Huanhuan won’t be together forever. What would the people around Huanhuan think if they knew about this
This is what he feared. He didn't want Huanhuan to feel any pressure. He wanted her to be happy and worry-free. But his physical condition could not be changed. Even if he felt that he could afford their future life in terms of financial conditions, he also knew that he still could not resist the prejudice of the world.
No matter how scared she was or how annoyed she was, Luo Jingyu finally held Zhan Xi's hand tightly.
Both of my hands were very hot, I don’t know if it was because of the hot weather or because of the heat in my heart, my palms were sweating from the heat, but no one complained, instead they held my hands even tighter.
Zhan Xi's fingers also scratched the scabs on Luo Jingyu's left hand. It had been three days since she had done Shaoyao massage, and those messy skin wounds were gradually healing. Some old wounds would become very itchy after scabbing, and the more they were scratched by Zhan Xi, the more itchy they became.
It made his heart itch, as if it was being scratched by the little claws of a gift.
Two adults and one child were having lunch at Pizza Hut. Zhan Xi and Wei Wei sat on one side, while Luo Jingyu sat opposite them, eating pizza while watching them chat.
Weiwei learns fun reading in the morning and creative painting and math mastery in the afternoon. After all, he is only a first-grade kid. After wiping his mouth after eating, he takes out last week's homework from his schoolbag to show off.
"Auntie, do you think my painting is good? The teacher always praises me." The theme of Weiwei's painting is "Busy Street". There is definitely no perspective. There are only colorful cars on the picture, as well as a person who looks like a traffic policeman and two children crossing the zebra crossing.
Zhan Xi often praises him: "Wow! What a great painting! You are a little painter!"
Weiwei showed it to Luo Jingyu again: "Uncle Xiaoyu, do you think my painting is good?"
Luo Jingyu gave him a thumbs up, and her expression was not perfunctory at all.
Zhan Xi said, "Weiwei, do you know? Your uncle Xiaoyu used to learn painting and he is very good at it. You can ask him to teach you how to paint in the future."
"Really?" Weiwei turned to Luo Jingyu, "Uncle Xiaoyu, can you draw?"
Luo Jingyu smiled and nodded. Weiwei immediately took out a piece of paper and a pencil from his schoolbag and handed them to him: "Can you draw me Archie from the Paw Patrol?"
Luo Jingyu didn't understand what he said. Zhan Xi looked at his bewildered face and laughed: "Paw Patrol is a cartoon, and Archie is a puppy in it."
Whiskers retorted, "Archie's the sheriff! He's a secret agent!"
Zhan Xi: "It's just a puppy!"
Luo Jingyu still didn't understand, so Zhan Xi opened his phone, searched for the picture of Aqi and sent it to him. After seeing it, Luo Jingyu suddenly realized it and typed to Zhan Xi: Tell him, I will go home and draw it and give it to him in color.
"Don't make it so troublesome." Zhan Xi was defeated by his seriousness. "Children are just inspired by the moment. Just draw a random picture with a pencil."
Luo Jingyu smiled and shook her head, and typed again: I went home to draw it, you ask him, do you want me to origami a puppy now? I can origami.
"Really?" Zhan Xi was very excited. "Yes, yes, yes. No need to ask him. I want to see you fold it."
Weiwei said unhappily, "Aunt, what are you talking about?"
Zhan Xi said to him, "Uncle Xiaoyu said that he will go home and draw you a colorful Aqi. Now he will fold a puppy for you. Do you want it?"
"Yes, yes!" Weiwei was also very excited.
Luo Jingyu took the white paper and cut it into a square. She didn't even need to look up the steps online. She deftly folded the paper with her ten fingers. Zhan Xi and Wei Wei watched intently. After a while, a paper puppy was born in Luo Jingyu's hands.
He picked up a pencil and drew eyes and a mouth on the puppy, then pulled its body, and the puppy became puffed up and more three-dimensional.
"Wow! So cute!" Weiwei liked it so much that he held the paper puppy in his hands and played with it, and then put it on the table and stared at it. Children have no resistance to powerful people, and Uncle Xiaoyu's level in his heart has risen one level.
Zhan Xi said: "If you want to learn, you can ask Uncle Xiaoyu to teach you."
"I want to learn!" Weiwei said loudly, "Uncle Xiaoyu, can you teach me?"
Luo Jingyu nodded, but it was too late as the children had classes in the afternoon.
Zhan Xi touched his nephew's little head and said, "Next time, let Uncle Xiaoyu teach you."
"Yeah!" Weiwei nodded vigorously, "Keep your word!"
After dinner, the three of them returned to the Children's Palace. There was still half an hour before class started. Weiwei was bored, so he watched other children painting in the children's hand-painting area in front of the teaching building.
This area is open-air, with seven or eight low round tables, each of which is filled with children and parents. Some are making snowflake mud paintings, some are making three-dimensional stickers, and there are also sequin sand paintings, paint coloring paintings, etc. It is very easy to make money from children. Things that cost only a few dollars or a few cents can be sold for thirty dollars here.
Weiwei wanted to play after watching for a while. Zhanxi said that class was about to start and there was no time to finish. Weiwei shook his body and stamped his feet: "I can't finish it. Uncle Xiaoyu can help me! I really want to play!"
Luo Jingyu: “?”
Zhan Xi looked at him in embarrassment. Luo Jingyu would never let a child down. She took Weiwei's hand and went to pay for the painting. Zhan Xi was helpless. He looked at their backs and thought that if Xiaoyu became a father, he would definitely spoil his child to the point of lawlessness.
Weiwei picked a coloring picture of Jeddy from Super Wings, found a seat and sat down, carefully squeezing the paint into the line frame. After all, he was still young and couldn't control his strength well, so he often squeezed too much paint and overflowed the frame. Luo Jingyu sat next to him and helped him soak up the paint with a tissue when he squeezed it too much. If he didn't squeeze enough, she would patiently help him spread it evenly with a toothpick.
The two men, one big and one small, sitting together looked very harmonious. They didn't talk, but just put their heads together and concentrated on their work. Zhan Xi took several photos of them quietly, and found it very interesting.
As expected, Weiwei didn't have time to finish the work, so he solemnly handed the unfinished product to Luo Jingyu, and followed Zhan Xi to the classroom for class, looking back every few steps.
After Zhan Xi sent his nephew to the classroom, he returned to the handicraft painting area and saw Luo Jingyu at a glance. He was tall, young and handsome, and stood out among the crowd of children and parents.
He lowered his head and worked very seriously, comparing the colors on the colored paper and coloring Ledi little by little. The little girl sitting next to him was only five or six years old, with a round face. While she was painting, she turned her head to look at Luo Jingyu and gave her advice on his painting: "Ledi is red! Bright red! The one you have is pink!"
Seeing that Luo Jingyu ignored her, the little girl became anxious. She stuck out her little butt and reached over to him to get a bottle of bright red paint, and snatched the pink paint from his hand.
Luo Jingyu: “?”
He looked carefully at the color on the picture, and it was pink. Then he looked at the serious look in the little girl's eyes and realized that the picture was probably distorted. Luo Jingyu smiled at the little girl, and the little girl shyly hid in her mother's arms.
The young mother laughed and said to Luo Jingyu, "You are so patient. Our father doesn't know how to do these things. He would have slipped away to play with his phone."
Luo Jingyu blinked her eyes and smiled shyly. Zhan Xi saw everything and laughed secretly with his hand covering his mouth.
After finishing the painting, Luo Jingyu gave it to the staff, a lady in her fifties, who dried the painting in the oven, handed it to Luo Jingyu and told her to take it home, peel it off and stick it on the refrigerator.
Luo Jingyu thought it was very interesting, and remembered that this picture of Ledi was of Weiwei, so she quickly went to find Zhan Xi, took out her cell phone and typed: I want to make another one!
Zhan Xi: “Ah?”
Are you addicted to this
Luo Jingyu pointed at the painting, then at Zhanxi, and with sparkling eyes she made the sign language for "gift".
Zhan Xi was amused by him: "Give it to me? Sure, you can do it."
Luo Jingyu took her hand and walked to her aunt, excitedly letting Zhan Xi choose a pattern.
The aunt looked at the two people suspiciously. There were no children around. She thought that young people nowadays are really interesting. They are dating and actually play with things that five or six-year-old children play with. Her eight-year-old granddaughter doesn't even want to play with them.
Zhan Xi looked at the templates one by one and saw a "Finding Nemo" pattern with the cute Nemo in the center and water plants and starfish on the sides.
She picked out the paintings, and after paying, Luo Jingyu went to the table to start working. She was as excited as Weiwei.
Zhan Xi sat beside him this time, watching him rubbing his hands excitedly and starting to concentrate on making clownfish. She thought that Xiaoyu probably had never played with these things when he was a child, and he was so happy and satisfied that she felt even better.
After Luo Jingyu finished the second painting and dried it, he was still reluctant to give it up. He looked at what other children were making, snowflake clay, sand painting, 3D stickers... He had never played with them before, and wanted to play with all of them.
He thought that children nowadays were so lucky to have so many handicrafts to make, and there were so many patterns, which he didn't have when he was a child. Zhan Xi looked at his envious eyes and found that Xiaoyu really loved making handicrafts.
The two found another bench and sat down. Luo Jingyu looked at the two paintings in his hand like treasures. Zhan Xi looked at him, pulled his sleeve, and asked, "Xiao Yu, can you take a break from now on? How long can you rest?"
After reading the lip reading, Luo Jingyu counted on her fingers and typed to Zhan Xi: I want to open the warehouse on March 25th. This time it is a custom made product, so it won’t be very busy, just one month.
Zhan Xi asked: "Does that mean you can rest for half a month?"
Luo Jingyu nodded happily, thinking that the past half month was really leisurely and comfortable, not boring at all, he had a girlfriend! He could spend more time with Huanhuan, cook delicious food for her every day, fatten her up, help her raise the cat, and if she wanted, he could also go to 802 to help her clean.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Xi said, "What about the peony bonsai and the bridal bouquet that I told you about last time? Do you have time to make them now?"
The smile on Luo Jingyu's face gradually disappeared.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Zhan Xi, his lips tightly pursed, and picked up his mobile phone to type. Zhan Xi saw him type "bo", and then his fingers stopped there, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhan Xi stretched out her index finger to help him type on his phone, "xue", a phrase popped up, the first one was "erudite", and she chose the second one - "exploitation".
"Is this what you want to say?" She raised her eyebrows at Xiaoyu.
Luo Jingyu was very frustrated. She glared at her, poked her forehead lightly with her index finger, and pointed at the two words on the phone.
Zhan Xi was unmoved and asked, "Then will you do it or not?"
Luo Jingyu looked at her with a sad face. After a while, she suddenly smiled and nodded helplessly.
He put his arm around Zhan Xi's shoulders, let her rest her head on his shoulder, and typed for her with one hand: Now that you have a girlfriend, I will work harder and buy you a bag.
Zhan was so happy that he was too lazy to turn around and talk to him. He took his hand and typed on his phone: Do you feel pitiful for working without a day off all year round
Luo Jingyu placed his cell phone on his lap and crossed his left index finger forward and middle finger backward, just like the sign language for "ten", but he moved it up and down forcefully. It was a resounding "yes". If he could speak, his tone would definitely be very indignant at this time.
Zhan Xi's head left his shoulder, turned to look at him, and said seriously: "I don't need you to give me anything. I just think that it's rare for those customers to want you to do hot stamping. Such an opportunity should not be given up, especially Mrs. Wu. She is really sincere and has been waiting for you to be free."
Luo Jingyu's expression gradually became gentle, and she lowered her head and typed on her phone: I know, I'm joking, I will definitely do it, can you help me? Ask them what they want, I can't say for sure.
Zhan Xi stayed in his arms, not even looking at him. He raised his right hand and made an "ok" gesture, then pointed his right index finger downwards to indicate "next"; he raised his left index finger and made the number "7" with his right hand, then used his three gathered fingertips to point on the left index finger to indicate "week"; finally he drew a small question mark in the air, which meant "ask next week."
Luo Jingyu watched her finish the competition and didn't react for a moment. In his memory, he had never taught the word "week" to Zhan Xi, so how did she know it
In fact, Zhanxi had learned a lot of sign language vocabulary by reading books and self-studying this week. She had to go to Teacher Zhou's house for class the next day. If Teacher Zhou wanted to test her on what she had learned in the previous class, she would not be afraid at all because she had already practiced it very well.
At 4pm, Zhan Kaiwei finally finished his get out of class, and Zhan Xi sent him home. Luo Jingyu decided to go with them, and found a cafe downstairs of Zhan Jie's house to wait for Zhan Xi, and the two returned to Qingque Jiayuan together.
He has been feeling very free these days and wishes he could be with Huanhuan 24 hours a day. Even if he has to wait for a few hours, it's okay. He doesn't want to go home alone, but he also doesn't feel comfortable letting Huanhuan go home alone.
Fortunately, after Zhan Xi brought Weiwei home, Zhan Jie said he would be back in half an hour.
Weiwei pasted the Lodi paint painting on the refrigerator at home, and then turned around to play with a Paw Patrol Archie toy - this was bought for him by Uncle Xiaoyu at the Children's Palace store while Uncle Xiaoyu was waiting for him to finish class. He likes Uncle Xiaoyu more and more! He just invited him to visit his home, but Uncle Xiaoyu didn't agree.
Zhan Xi felt it was time to have a chat with Weiwei.
Both of them sat at the dining table. Weiwei was playing with toys. Zhanxi asked, "Weiwei, are you happy today?"
"Happy." Weiwei smiled brightly, "I haven't been to the amusement park for a long time. My mom won't let me go."
"Auntie wants to discuss something with you." Zhan Xi held her chin with her hand and tried to speak in a way that the child could understand. "Auntie will keep your parents secret about your playing in the playground today. Auntie also hopes that you can help me keep a secret, which is... Don't tell Mom and Dad that you met Uncle Xiaoyu, okay?"
Weiwei didn't understand: "Why?"
"Because..." Zhan Xi said with a smile, "When you saw Uncle Xiaoyu in the morning, you knew that he was deaf, so were you a little scared? Your parents are the same. If they knew that your aunt was friends with an uncle who was deaf, they would also be a little scared, and then they would get angry, scold your aunt, and also scold Uncle Xiaoyu. Your father is so fierce, and Uncle Xiaoyu can't talk. What if he cries after being scolded? Do you want them to scold Uncle Xiaoyu?"
Weiwei shook his head and said, "But I'm not scared now! I like Uncle Xiaoyu so much!"
"That's because you've played with Uncle Xiaoyu before, but your parents don't know him yet." Zhan Xi said, "One day, when Auntie brings Uncle Xiaoyu to your home, let your parents get to know Uncle Xiaoyu and know that he's a good person, then they won't be afraid. Now, Auntie still hopes that you keep it a secret, okay?"
Zhan Kaiwei is a smart primary school student. Although he doesn't quite understand the whole logic, he knows that Uncle Xiaoyu is a good person. He likes Uncle Xiaoyu and his aunt very much. He can't let his father bully Uncle Xiaoyu. Uncle Xiaoyu won't say anything! How pitiful it is to be scolded and cry!
Weiwei nodded to Zhanxi: "I will keep it a secret and won't tell them that I met Uncle Xiaoyu."
"You're so good. Auntie knows you will help me." Zhan Xi has confidence in Weiwei. When she lived in her brother's house, there were many little secrets between her and her nephew. For the sake of toys, snacks, and occasionally tablets to play with, Weiwei kept his mouth shut.
Weiwei suddenly thought of something: "Aunt, you said Uncle Xiaoyu can't talk, but today when we were riding the pirate ship and the bungee jumping machine, I heard him talking!"
Zhan Xi asked in surprise: "Really? What did he say?"
"Ah! Then he covered his mouth." Weiwei has a baby voice and can't imitate adults' pronunciation.
Zhan Xi was stunned for a long time and asked, "Do you think his voice is nice?"
"It sounds good!" Weiwei said, "but it's a little hard to hear. Auntie, have you ever heard Uncle Xiaoyu speak?"
Zhan Xi thought about it and nodded: "I heard it once, just once, less than you, and I also think his voice is very nice."
Zhan Jie finally came home, with a fierce look on his face, as if he would bring bad luck to anyone who provoked him. Zhan Kaiwei, who was originally very happy, immediately wilted like a deflated ball when he saw his father like this, and rolled back to his room to do his homework.
Zhan Xi wanted to talk to his brother and persuade him, but Zhan Jie got impatient just as he started: "Don't talk to me! I don't want to listen. If you want to talk, go talk to Qin Fei! She wants a divorce for no reason. I think she has someone else behind her back! Life is good but she has to go crazy. I don't care! Divorce if you want! Anyway, the house is mine, and don't even think about taking my son away! She still thinks she is a girl in her twenties. What's wrong with you? "
Zhan Xi: “…”
Okay, she didn’t want to say anything more. Xiaoyu was still waiting for her outside.
Zhan Xi was about to leave, but Zhan Jie stopped her and said, "Huan Huan, help me cook a meal. Let's eat before we leave."
"?" Zhan Xi glared at him, "I won't do it. I'll go home and eat."
Zhan Jie felt very strange: "Don't we have to eat here or go home? I have some dishes here, just make two."
Zhan Xi said, "You can do it yourself. I've been helping you all day. I have to go to class tomorrow morning. I want to go home and rest now!"
Zhan Jie said confidently: "I just can't do it!"
Zhan Xi got angry: "If you don't know how to do it, can't you learn? I didn't know how to do it before, but now I can cook several dishes. Why are you so lazy? If your sister-in-law is not here, you and Weiwei will starve to death, right?"
Zhan Jie: “…”
He got angry and waved his hand: "Go, go, go, go! What are you talking about?"
Zhan Xi did as he wished and left quickly.
—
Luo Jingyu lay on the table bored.
He was sitting by the window, at a row of tall tables with several high chairs next to them. He was almost finished with his coffee and had a book open in his hand, which he had taken from the bookshelf in the cafe.
Luo Jingyu faced the window and could clearly see the scene outside the store. Cars were coming and going on the road and pedestrians were walking hurriedly. It was almost 5:30 and the sky had become much darker. He was very hungry, but Huanhuan had not come yet.
The book at hand is called "Silent Confession". Luo Jingyu was attracted by the title. Just looking at these four words made him feel it was so romantic. But when he opened the book, he found that all the characters had foreign names. He immediately felt a headache.
He persisted and read five pages, but couldn't read any more, so he closed the book and stared at its cover.
—《Silent Confessions》
“Our whole life is to break away from other people’s expectations and find our true selves.”
—Written by Elsa Wu, translated by Sun Lu
Luo Jingyu thought this must be a good book. The cover said it was the best book of 2014 on a certain platform. Huanhuan must have read it. I wonder how long it will take me to finish it. It's such a thick book! He seemed to have never read such a thick book before.
Just as he was thinking, a grass-green shadow flashed in front of him. Luo Jingyu immediately raised his head and saw outside the glass window, Zhan Xi waving at him almost against the glass, and smilingly making a heart shape with his thumb and index finger.
Luo Jingyu put the book back on the bookshelf and walked out of the store.
Zhan Xi went over and said, "Let's go home and cook dinner."
Luo Jingyu nodded and took out his phone to call a taxi. Zhan Xi held his hand and said, "Take the subway. It's too expensive to take a taxi back here."
Luo Jingyu didn't insist. As long as she was with Huanhuan, it was okay for him to walk back. Ah, no, it's too far. Huanhuan will be tired. It's okay. If she is tired, he can carry her on his back.
Thinking of this, he and Zhan Xi walked side by side towards the subway station. They were so close that his right arm occasionally touched her left arm.
Touch it, touch it again...
Luo Jingyu turned her head quietly to look at her, with many thoughts in her mind. Zhan Xi, on the other hand, remained calm, swinging his left hand slightly, holding the bag in his right hand, and walking leisurely beside Luo Jingyu.
They walked in this strange way for a hundred meters. Luo Jingyu gritted her teeth, grabbed Zhan Xi's left hand with her right hand, and did not dare to look at her. She only looked forward, and held her tightly with her palm turned over.
Zhan Xi tried to hold back his laughter, thinking that this guy was really cute! The little light bulb was gone, and he became even more at a loss. He glanced at him secretly, and his face turned red! My God, Zhan Xi couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud.
Luo Jingyu couldn't hear her laughter, but she could feel her body trembling. She mustered up the courage to turn around and took a look. She was almost mad to death. It turned out that this person did it on purpose!
He also had no temper, and held her tighter with his right hand, glaring at her angrily. Zhan Xi laughed so happily, and Luo Jingyu finally smiled helplessly, holding her hand and walking slowly towards the subway station.
This was their first date since they started dating, and their original plan was to visit a natural history museum, watch a movie, go shopping, and have a big meal.
Now it has become a day trip to the Children's Palace with the kids, taking the subway home, going to the market to buy groceries, and finally going home to cook and eat together.
Zhan Xi didn’t feel disappointed at all. This date was very romantic. He and Xiaoyu walked hand in hand on the street, took the subway together, ate pizza together, and went to the vegetable market together. These were all firsts!
The gift wanders around the spacious room, and when it's bored it crawls into the small grids or space capsules on the cat climbing frame.
Luo Jingyu was responsible for cooking and Zhan Xi was responsible for washing the dishes. As they wiped the dishes dry one by one and put them into the cupboard, she had an illusion that she and Xiaoyu looked like a newlywed couple.
She walked out of the kitchen and saw Xiaoyu petting the cat on the sofa. Liwu was curled up on his lap with his belly exposed. Zhan Xi pouted. Since the kitten returned to 1504, it had never exposed its belly to her again.
What a cat with a very popular sexual orientation and a strong sense of appearance!
Zhan Xi walked over and pushed the gift away. The gift bared its teeth at her in dissatisfaction. Zhan Xi was also unhappy: "Go away, this is my boyfriend. If you want to date, ask your dad to find you a little male cat."
Liwu squatted on the sofa and looked at her. Zhanxi sat on Luo Jingyu's legs and hugged his neck. He said to Xiaomao provocatively: "This is my seat, you, go away."
Liwu jumped off the sofa and squatted on the second level of the cat climbing frame opposite, continuing to stare at the two of them like a scout.
Zhan Xi ignored it and turned to look at Luo Jingyu. Their faces were very close to each other. He had already put his arms around her waist and was looking at her face carefully.
Luo Jingyu had something to ask her, a very important question, but she could only type it on her phone: Will the child tell your brother
Zhan Xi smiled and shook his head: "Probably not, he is a very smart little boy. I made an agreement with him that he will keep it a secret for us. Besides, he is quite afraid of his father, and they are not close."
Luo Jingyu's eyes showed doubts, and Zhan Xi explained: "My brother is not a good husband, nor a good father. He rarely takes care of the children, and every time he does, he gets impatient."
Luo Jingyu couldn’t figure it out and typed: The child is very cute.
"Yeah, I think Weiwei is cute too. In fact, he is very well behaved, not that kind of naughty child. My sister-in-law taught him very well and he is very polite." Zhan Xi said, thinking of what her nephew said to her. She bit her lip and said bravely, "Xiaoyu, Weiwei just told me that he heard your voice."
Luo Jingyu was stunned.
"I..." Zhan Xi's right hand stroked his cheek, then gradually moved to his chin and neck, and finally his fingers landed on his Adam's apple, his eyes uneasy and expectant, "I also want to hear your voice, can you tell me?"
Luo Jingyu didn't hesitate, but shook her head quickly and looked away in panic.
"Why?" Zhan Xi twisted his head and made him turn around.
Luo Jingyu wondered why this happened. He couldn't speak at all, he just couldn't control himself and made a sound. It was a meaningless sound, and it wouldn't sound good!
He kept shaking his head, even with his lips tightly pursed, as if he was afraid that Zhan Xi would force him to speak.
"I know you can't speak, I just want to hear your voice. There are only two of us here..." Zhan Xi was speaking when he noticed that Luo Jingyu's expression was becoming more and more abnormal, as if she was very anxious. If she hadn't been sitting on his lap, he would have wanted to get up and leave.
"Okay, okay, I won't listen anymore. Sorry, sorry..." Zhan Xi apologized immediately. She didn't expect that this request would make Xiaoyu so embarrassed. How could she bear to put pressure on him? What she thought was a small matter was obviously very important to Xiaoyu - he was so reluctant to speak up.
Luo Jingyu understood Zhan Xi's lip reading and felt extremely guilty.
She seldom made requests of him. Huanhuan, who was so gentle, tolerant and considerate, just wanted to hear his voice, but he couldn't even satisfy her. She even apologized to him!
Luo Jingyu picked up her phone and typed: It doesn’t sound good.
After Zhan Xi read it, he said, "Weiwei said it sounds good."
Luo Jingyu shook her head and typed stubbornly: It doesn’t sound good!
Zhan Xi pouted and said, "You haven't heard it yourself, how do you know it doesn't sound good?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He typed again: You will be scared.
Zhan Xi was puzzled: "Why should I be scared? This is your voice, Xiaoyu."
Luo Jingyu suddenly threw away her cell phone, hugged Zhan Xi tighter with her arms, buried her head in her shoulders, and rubbed against her like a cat, just like she usually did.
He was so scared and nervous that he actually wanted to try it, but he didn't dare!
He only wanted to show her his good side. People said that he was handsome, tall, and in good shape. He had a big house, although the mortgage had not been paid off. He had a job and his income was decent. He could cook, bake cakes and cookies, loved cleanliness, and had a good temper... Every time he thought of the gap between himself and Huanhuan, he would pick out his few advantages to encourage himself.
As for the shortcomings, they had to be hidden. He tried very hard to read her lips and tried not to let her repeat herself a second time, so that she would ignore him and not hear her.
Although not being able to speak was troublesome, they had found a balance and a tacit understanding when communicating. Wasn't that enough? Why would Huanhuan want to hear his voice
When you hear this, isn't the truth exposed
Zhan Xi hugged Luo Jingyu tightly and gently stroked his back with his right hand. His body was very stiff, as if he was extremely nervous. She regretted and felt heartbroken, and decided not to make this request again.
Was she exposing his scars? How cruel! She should have thought more carefully.
At this moment, Luo Jingyu raised his head from her arms. His eyes were a little red and his look was sad. Zhan Xi was startled and wondered if he was crying.
Before he could open his mouth to ask, he saw Luo Jingyu open her mouth slightly. He grabbed her right hand and pressed it on his Adam's apple, and his red eyes met hers.
His mouth opened a little wider, and Zhan Xi felt a slight tremor in the fingers of her right hand. At the same time, a young, clear but slightly vague male voice sounded in her ears.
"ah… "
Luo Jingyu closed her eyes, pressed Zhan Xi's fingers tighter against her throat, and continued to make sounds: "Uh...ah...oh...uh..."
He couldn't hear, and now he couldn't see, but his fingers could feel the vibration in his throat. He vibrated his vocal cords again and again, just like every time he secretly spoke in the bathroom, changing his mouth shape, trying to make different syllables.
Is he speaking loudly? Strangely? Hard to hear
Luo Jingyu didn’t know.
He didn't care what Zhan Xi heard, the volume, the tone, the timbre... He knew nothing and would never know.
He just knew that she wanted to listen, so let her listen!
If it was something Huanhuan wanted, he would be willing to give her everything.
When the pair of soft lips pressed against his, before he could stop talking, Zhan Xi heard a "uh ah" that instantly turned into a "hmm..."
She held Luo Jingyu's head and kissed him deeply, her fingers running through his hair, feeling his dry and fluffy hair. She also closed her eyes, and for the first time took the initiative in the kiss, not letting him hide or escape, her tongue stirring his tongue, brushing across his teeth, leaving no corner untouched, so intense, so violent, so crazy... They kissed until they were both out of breath before they slowly separated.
They pressed their foreheads against each other, feeling each other's rapid breathing in such close proximity.
Luo Jingyu's eyelashes trembled, and he finally opened his eyes. His eyes were still moist and red, and he looked at Zhan Xi almost humbly.
Zhan Xi opened her eyes before him, and after slightly distanced herself from him, she raised her right thumb and put her right palm to her ear. She didn't say anything, but just repeated these two actions.
Sounds good.
His eyes were as deep as the sea.
Zhan Xi tapped the index fingers of both hands together, extended the index finger of the right hand, and sank the thumb down along the base of the index finger, then raised the thumb and put the palm of the hand over the ear...
What she said was: It sounds really nice.