After the rain stopped, the water in the house was scooped up, and they started to repair the broken electrical appliances.
A week later, the stagnant water in the villages in the city receded.
Wang Jiexiang mopped the floor and wiped the walls over and over again.
Yin Xian carried packs of plastic bags to throw things that were useless after being submerged in water.
After a while, the sun came out, and they started washing clothes, quilts, and pillows, drying the door full.
Finally, I have dried everything in the house that can be exposed to the sun, and the summer heat is almost exhausted.
The mildew marks on the walls of the rental house never disappeared. Wang Jiexiang and Yin Xian sometimes talked about the salamander they saw that day, and they still felt miraculous.
By autumn, they had lived together for more than half a year.
The way this young couple gets along has changed a lot compared to the beginning.
In the past, Yin Xian didn't talk much, he was as dull as a mute. Slowly, Wang Jiexiang discovered that it wasn't that he couldn't speak, but that he didn't care about her. To be honest, Yin Xian's two or three eccentric words could drive her crazy.
Such a change was partly due to his nature, and partly due to her influence.
Wang Jiexiang's words were too dense.
Before, she regarded him as a formidable elder brother, and timidly did not dare to offend him, for fear of making him hate him. Now that they are a couple, she no longer has such worries.
Facing Yin Xian, Wang Jiexiang cut herself openly. All emotions, good or bad, she showed to him immediately. Holding a sincere heart, she loves him like a hurricane, frankly and frankly.
Eating and living together, and high-intensity communication, also gradually created friction between the two.
Small frictions, such as: the rubber band that tied Wang Jiexiang's hair was not placed in a fixed place. She took it off and forgot about it in a blink of an eye. He stepped on a rubber band at home and helped her put it away, but she still didn't remember, she dropped one here and two there. In the morning when she was in a hurry to go out to tie her hair, she asked Yin Xian if he had seen her rubber band, but he snorted coldly and didn't help her find it.
When Yin Xian was sloppy, Wang Jiexiang told him to put the shoes on the shoe rack. One is that in such a large place at the door, if a few pairs of shoes are not put away, it will look messy; second, in order to keep the house clean, do not confuse indoor slippers with outdoor slippers.
He didn't pay attention many times, stepping on the slippers at home to throw out the trash, or wearing them to take a shower in the public bathroom. When he got home, his slippers made the floor dirty, so Wang Jiexiang had to clean his shoes and mop the floor.
One time, when Yin Xian didn't change his slippers, she caught her, and Wang Jiexiang yelled at him with his hands on his hips, "You do the cleaning yourself."
Yin Xian was wronged, so he obediently went out to wash his shoes. She checked and cleaned them before letting him in.
The big friction is actually smaller than the above two things.
One night, Wang Jiexiang made fried rice with eggs.
Before cooking, she thought that Yin Xian likes spicy food, so she added three tablespoons of chili sauce and mixed it into the rice.
The two sat at the dining table, Wang Jiexiang ate fried rice with chopsticks, and naturally picked out the chili seeds and chili skin caught in the rice.
Seeing her move, Yin Xian frowned.
"Why do you add chili to scrambled eggs and fried rice?"
"Why not?"
Wang Jiexiang answered casually: "If you want spicy food, add chili."
She was still fiddling with the rice in her bowl.
Seeing how troublesome she was, Yin Xian couldn't help saying a few words: "Egg fried rice is eaten spoon by spoon. It's so troublesome like you are now, you have to pick out the pepper after adding the pepper."
- He likes spicy food, so he added chili sauce.
How could Yin Xian blame her for adding chili? Wang Jiexiang was not convinced, and muttered in his mouth.
"Pick and choose, anyway, there are not many peppers..."
He put down the spoon, picked up the chopsticks like her, and picked out the small pieces of chili in the rice, as if to verify what he just said, how troublesome it is to eat egg fried rice with chili.
Originally, this matter could almost be changed here, but Wang Jiexiang couldn't get down the steps, so she raised her mouth again.
"Hmph, don't eat if you think it's troublesome."
Hearing what she said, Yin Xian stopped chopsticks.
"Um."
He said, "Let's go down then."
Yin Xian left the table without taking a bite of the egg fried rice.
Wang Jiexiang thought: how could he, he was so hungry when he came home at night, how could he really not eat
Facts have proved that Yin Xian is capable.
He showered, brushed his teeth, and went to bed, as usual, as if he had eaten his dinner.
Wang Jiexiang let him eat whatever he wanted, but she had silently picked out the peppers in the bowl for him.
She didn't put away his egg fried rice, it kept on the table.
As long as he yells that he is hungry, she will immediately go to help him heat up the meal.
It's a pity that Yin Xian didn't.
The next morning, when he went to work, he dumped the overnight meal into the trash can.
Seeing this scene, Wang Jiexiang felt even more aggrieved.
He would rather go hungry than pour it out, and he is determined not to eat it.
It's just that chili is added to egg fried rice. Is there such a crime
It was a big deal at first, but they escalated step by step, and the two fell into a cold war.
For couples who don't live together, at best they don't date, call or send text messages. They live together, and the suffocation brought by the Cold War runs through every corner of their lives.
When eating, two people eat separately one after the other; even if they sit at the same table, they don't talk to each other.
When washing clothes, each washes his own clothes; when drying clothes, he deliberately pulls two ropes, and each person dries one end.
To take a bath in the public bathroom, Yin Xian would still wait for Wang Jiexiang to get off work.
The two carried buckets and walked along the path one after the other.
Going to the bathroom, and returning home from the bathroom, all the way is silent.
The most suffocating thing is sleeping. They lie on the same bed with their backs to each other.
Wang Jiexiang squeezed inside desperately, sleeping against the wall; Yin Xian lay outside, ready to roll down at any time.
No one can sleep comfortably, there is a large space in the middle of the bed, leaving the cold air.
At the beginning of the Cold War, they could not avoid speaking a few words.
"time to eat."
"Move away and get your clothes."
"I get off work late today."
The atmosphere of cherishing words like gold makes such unavoidable daily conversations less and less.
They even try to start doing things by themselves that they are used to asking each other to do.
The cans that Wang Jiexiang couldn't open were no longer handed to Yin Xian. She tried various methods, twisting the can until her face turned red... Finally, she chose not to eat it.
Yin Xian's clothes buttons fell off, he took out his sewing kit, chose a thin needle, and a thick thread that didn't match it, and he spent half an hour just threading the needle.
After a week of cold war, they have all forgotten the source of their unhappiness in the first place.
This week, the other party's attitude and actions made them even more angry.
Wang Jiexiang couldn't unscrew the can, Yin Xian waited for her to soften.
Yin Xian couldn't get through the thread, Wang Jiexiang saw how he could solve it, but he didn't look for her.
In the second week of the Cold War, the two of them just stayed together, and when they saw each other's expressionless face, they couldn't help but feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.
Home, the happiest and most relaxed paradise in the past, has become the devil's will training camp.
If they continued to torture each other, they would have to suffocate to death, and Wang Jiexiang broke out first.
"I will live until the end of this month, and I will move out."
That day was Friday, and the end of the month was this Sunday, so she had half a day off from work.
"I'll move." Yin Xian said.
—Look, he has the same idea.
She was very sad, and she didn't want to pretend to be good with him "you let me, I let you", so she simply nodded.
On Sunday, Yin Xian went to work much earlier than usual and didn't have breakfast.
Wang Jiexiang got up, the house was empty.
He went out without telling her, and she gradually got used to it.
She cooks her own breakfast, eats well, and cleans the dishes.
Wang Jiexiang was quite calm.
Putting the slippers on her feet back on the shelf, she changed into work shoes.
Before walking out of the house, she turned her head to arrange Yin Xian's shoes as usual.
… He put the shoes away himself.
The sun shines into the room, fingertips are resting on the shoe rack, and the line of sight touches the neatly placed indoor slippers on the shoe rack.
Wang Jiexiang suddenly had a sore nose.
I said so many times but didn't listen, but this time I separated, I remembered clearly.
"What's the matter with egg fried rice and chili?"
"What's the matter if the shoes don't fit well?"
She was talking to herself, feeling almost out of control.
Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Wang Jiexiang stood up, took a deep breath, and closed the door.