When did she start liking Yin Xian, Wang Jiexiang couldn't tell the exact moment.
Why do you like Yin Xian? I didn't think about the reason carefully.
The winter is still long and cold, and Wang Jiexiang has lived in Yin Xian's house for almost two months.
The neighbors around saw that the two were living together under the same roof these days, and they all agreed that they were a couple.
In the morning, Yin Xian and Wang Jiexiang were pulling a rope to dry their clothes at the door. The aunts and uncles nearby looked at them and couldn't help sighing: "The young man is really loving."
At first hearing such words, Wang Jiexiang was so shy that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and immediately wanted to explain to others: You have misunderstood.
She glanced at Yin Xian quietly, just waiting for him to frown or show other uncomfortable expressions.
Surprisingly, he didn't seem upset by the words... not upset, not happy either.
Do what you have to do, Yin Xian doesn't talk to the neighbors, as if they are not talking about them.
Seeing this, Wang Jiexiang swallowed the words that came to her lips.
Similar misunderstandings happened many times, silently let others misunderstand her, and her skin gradually became thicker.
After working for a week and resting for half a day, it was rare for Wang Jiexiang to have dinner with Yin Xian. When she came back from grocery shopping, she happened to bump into the neighbor who collected the rags, and he asked, "What delicious food can I buy for my boyfriend?"
She smiled and said, "I bought some pork and made braised pork for him to eat at night."
Grandpa nodded.
He acquiesced to Yin Xian's "boyfriend" status in his mouth, and Wang Jiexiang, who was carrying a vegetable basket, walked briskly.
She did a small bad thing and took advantage of Yin Xian without him knowing.
But Wang Jiexiang has to admit that she actually likes people to regard them as a couple.
Heat the oil in a pan, add a sufficient amount of dried chilies to the pan, stir-fry until fragrant, and then pour in the blanched pork. Wang Jiexiang cooks with the door open, shaking the small pot upside down.
Anyone who looks at her looks like the mistress of the house.
Yin Xian who came home could smell the aroma of cooking from afar.
The lamps in the villages in the city were lit up one by one. It's time for the whole family to sit down for dinner.
Which family fried the dish
What dish is so delicious
Yin Xian, who was hungry, quickened his pace and walked home, and the aroma followed him like a shadow.
Turning downhill, he saw his home.
His lights were on too.
It is one of thousands of lights.
Wang Jiexiang turned her back to him, she was holding the pot, and she was carefully putting the dishes on the plate.
It turned out to be the smell of rice from his house.
Hearing his footsteps, Wang Jiexiang turned her head.
Her long hair was simply tied with a rubber band, and she wore loose pajamas.
Looking at him, she frowned and smiled softly.
"You're back. Wash your hands, let's eat."
She speaks with a characteristic southern accent, and when she is relaxed, her words are vague and soft.
Yin Xian followed her unconsciously and softened his tone of voice.
"Okay. What did you cook?"
"Vegetables, braised pork, rice."
Wang Jiexiang paused, and emphasized emphatically: "The braised pork has chili added, it will be spicy."
Yin Xian listened to her, washed his hands, and prepared to eat.
The water from the faucet was rushing, and he was curious: how did she know that she likes spicy food
Living in an urban village, there are many inconveniences, and taking a bath is one of them.
The simple public bathrooms are separated into two rooms by a baffle, each with a shower head, and the hot water supply is limited every day. On the doors of the two bathrooms, the red paint clearly marked "male" and "female". During the peak bath time after dinner, there is usually a long queue outside the women's bathroom.
Wang Jiexiang has never been used to bathing there.
She doesn't like crowding with people. If she only washed her hair before, she would rather squat in front of her house and wash it with cold water.
Since working in a seafood factory, Wang Jiexiang has had to take frequent baths to get rid of the fishy smell on her body. Fortunately, she got off work late, and when she took a shower, the public bathroom was almost empty. However, there is a high probability that the hot water will be gone at this time.
Winter is gradually coming to an end.
The snow has stopped, and the snow has frozen on the roads and has not yet thawed.
On this day, Wang Jiexiang was the same as usual: she came home from get off work, took clean clothes and towels, boiled a pot of hot water and poured it into a bucket, and went to the public bathroom to take a bath.
Yin Xian was busy at the moment, so she didn't bother him.
Sitting at the dining table, his chopsticks were resting, and the half-eaten soup with rice had gone cold.
There is no real off-duty in selling this kind of work. Even if Yin Xianren is not in the company, he still has endless things to do, and he has to be on call when clients want him.
Yin Xian held the phone in one hand and took notes with the other, echoing the person on the other end of the phone from time to time.
The other party's voice was loud, and the hands-free was not turned on. Wang Jiexiang, who was passing by, could vaguely hear the passionate tone on the other end.
He noticed her, and she waved her hand as a greeting to him: I'm home.
After the water was boiled, Wang Jiexiang went out with her clothes in her arms, and tiptoedly closed the door behind her.
The bathroom was empty.
Wang Jiexiang took off her clothes and poured shampoo on her head before turning on the shower head.
This is because although there is no hot water now, the water coming out of the water pipe is not the coldest when the nozzle is just turned on. She can barely wash for a while, wait for the water to completely freeze, and then add the hot water in the bucket.
In order not to take a cold shower as much as possible, Wang Jiexiang racked her brains.
After a while of washing and rubbing, she took a shower, wrapped in a towel, and smelled her arms.
- Nice soap smell, no fishy smell.
"Patter."
The sprinkler next door didn't seem to be closed tightly, and there was a drop of water.
Wang Jiexiang subconsciously looked at the partition between the men's and women's bathrooms. At this moment, she noticed a strange thing.
The partition is crooked.
Thinking that she was seeing it wrong, her gaze circled the partition for a week.
The moment her eyes touched the top of the partition, Wang Jiexiang screamed in fright.
She glimpsed four fingers pawing at the partition, and half a man's face. His eyes were fixed on her body without blinking, Wang Jiexiang's shout did not scare the man away, he was still looking at her.
Without hesitation, Wang Jiexiang grabbed the shampoo bottle on the floor and slammed it hard against the partition.
The bottle hit him with precision, and the half of his face disappeared.
"Pervert! You are dead!"
There was a panicked ping-pong sound from the men's bathroom. The man probably accidentally kicked over the plastic basin.
There was no weapon at hand right now, so Wang Jiexiang picked up her bucket and aggressively rushed to the next door to catch the bad guys.
She pushed open the bathroom door, and he escaped from the men's bathroom one step ahead of her.
Wang Jiexiang quickly chased after her with a bucket in her hand.
"Catch the pervert!"
Her voice was thin and she shouted at the top of her voice.
"Everyone catch him!"
"Damn pervert! Peep at the girl taking a shower!"
Angry Wang Jiexiang chased from the public bathroom all the way to the corner of the village in the city.
There was no light here, and the dark night covered her eyes with a layer of veil. Wang Jiexiang couldn't see the road clearly, and her running speed slowed down.
The black shadow distanced herself from her.
In desperation, Wang Jiexiang threw the bucket in his hand.
"Kangdang—"
It fell straight to the ground, smashing into the air.
"What's wrong!"
It was Yin Xian's voice.
She turned her head and he stood behind her.
The familiar voice made Yin Xian rush out of the house quickly. When he found Wang Jiexiang, she was only wrapped in a bath towel, and her hair was wet and dripping.
The abnormal noise and the disheveled young girl have already attracted many neighbors to watch the excitement.
"There is a pervert! He peeked at me taking a shower!"
Panting heavily, she pointed in the direction where the shadow was going away, with a face of shame and anger.
Yin Xian took a step forward, next to her. He was so big that he blocked her body in an instant.
"People run away, go back first."
Wang Jiexiang was confused by anger, and only then realized how she chased him out.
She had no shoes on, and she was wrapped in a thin bath towel.
I was holding back my anger before and didn't feel the cold, but now I had goosebumps all over my body.
Squinting her eyes, she struggled to discern the way back, surrounded by darkness.
Wang Jiexiang's eyes were not focused, Yin Xian realized that she couldn't see clearly.
"Grab the towels," he said.
She did as she was told.
In the next second, Wang Jiexiang's legs left the ground, and she was picked up by Yin Xian in the air.
He hugged her and carried her back to the room.
Go straight to his bed and put her on the bed.
"Get dressed."
After leaving these words, Yin Xian turned and left without looking at her.
"clothing!"
Wang Jiexiang suddenly made a sound, and he stopped in his tracks.
"The clothes are in the bathroom, I didn't take them."
"I'll get it," he said.
"Can the bad guy still be caught?"
"I'll go and see."
…
Fifteen minutes passed.
Yin Xian came back with a bucket and clothes in his arms.
He knocked on the door and she let him in.
After Wang Jiexiang changed into her pajamas, she still sat on his bed.
"It ran away and disappeared, so I guess I can't catch it."
The result Yin Xian informed was not unexpected.
"It's scary..."
Wang Jiexiang hugged her knees with her hands, her pitiful big eyes flickering.
Facing him, she showed a strong aura of needing protection, and she was completely different from the brave woman who was wearing a bath towel and holding a bucket high to chase the villain.
"I met this kind of thing today. If I sleep alone, I will definitely have a nightmare."
Yin Xian was silent.
In fact, their house has such a big place, which is smaller than other people's rooms, so she can't be regarded as sleeping alone.
So he asked, "What do you want?"
He asked her about her heart, and Wang Jiexiang had already figured out a solution.
She stretched her arms, grabbed her pillow from her floor, and placed it next to Yin Xian's pillow.
He looks at her.
She patted her pillow warmly, and then patted his.
"..."
Yin Xian stood silently beside the bed, not responding to her actions.
Wang Jiexiang sniffed and held his little finger.
She dared not look at him.
She held his little finger tightly, for fear of being thrown off by him.
He didn't get rid of...
Lock the door, turn off the lights, and they lie side by side.
Wang Jiexiang didn't want to sleep.
Her heart was beating so loudly, I don't know if Yin Xian could hear it.
She wanted to talk to him for a while, about anything.
"Did you finish your phone call?" Wang Jiexiang casually picked up a topic.
Telephone…
Yin Xian sat up suddenly.
He hung up the phone and ran over.
Getting out of bed quickly, he went to find his cell phone.
Wang Jiexiang thought she talked too much, and Yin Xian regretted sleeping with him.
Turning over flexibly, she pressed his pillow.
"Where are you going?"
"I want to make a phone call, you go to bed first."
He put on his clothes and turned off the bedside lamp she had just turned on.
"Are you coming back later?"
Wang Jiexiang hugged his pillow, moved to the edge of the bed, and asked questions vigilantly.
"You sleep first."
Yin Xian did not answer clearly.
"You have to sleep next to me, or I won't sleep."
Her attitude is sticky, stickier than nougat.
He could only say, "Got it."
After the call, go back to the house.
With the air-conditioning outside on his body, Yin Xian looked at his bed through the moonlight.
Wang Jiexiang fell asleep.
She was lying on her side in a regular sleeping position, occupying only a small area.
Only the arm was dishonest, pressing the corner of his pillow.
Yin Xian curled his lips and went to bed.
Actually, there was one thing she didn't know.
The old man who collects rags at the opposite door would greet Yin Xian every time he came home.
"Hey, are you back?"
"Um."
Seeing him carrying a lunch box, the uncle said, "Are you having dinner by yourself again? Where's your girlfriend?"
Yin Xian answered him: "She hasn't left work yet."