When Yin Xian got home from get off work, Wang Jiexiang had already prepared dinner.
After filling out two bowls of rice and setting out his chopsticks, she rested her chin on both hands and sat at the dining table to wait.
Yin Xian did not go over.
"You can eat," he said, "I have to pack my luggage, it's inconvenient to go out late."
Wang Jiexiang's back froze.
The sound of him opening the cabinet and moving heavy objects came from inside the room.
He has an oversized suitcase that he fills in piece by piece.
After removing the extra bowl, she moved her chopsticks and started eating.
"Do you use the alarm clock?" Yin Xian was collecting the things on the bedside table.
She didn't speak, and the chopsticks were persistently trying to divide the meat on the plate into two.
So he didn't take the alarm clock and left it to her.
Suddenly, there was a "crackling" dripping sound outside.
Wang Jiexiang raised her head and glanced at the window, which was covered with a few drops of rain.
"It's raining!"
She turned to look at him, the joy in her voice couldn't be concealed.
Yin Xian folded his clothes, and the suitcase beside him was almost full.
Wang Jiexiang thought he didn't hear, so he repeated it again.
"Look, it's raining."
He put the clothes in the suitcase and said softly, "I know."
"Are you still going when it's raining?" Wang Jiexiang said dryly, "Otherwise, don't go."
He doesn't answer.
Again the two fell into that frozen terrible silence.
She stared at his back in a daze, and he was busy packing up mechanically.
After a long time, Yin Xian finished finishing everything.
He zipped up the suitcase and straightened up.
The two sides finally met their eyes.
Wang Jiexiang was stunned, and Yin Xian said goodbye to her calmly.
"take care."
He dragged the box and stepped forward.
Wang Jiexiang stood up suddenly, and the chair slid across the floor, making an unpleasant "squeak".
Her eyes were red, and she rushed to him frantically, trying to take the suitcase from his hand.
"I don't want you to go."
She broke his fingers, breaking them one by one.
Yin Xian sighed.
"We have agreed, I will move out..."
Wang Jiexiang raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely: "Who will tell you!"
He knew her temper well, and when she was emotionally stubborn, she couldn't listen to what others said.
"Calm down."
Yin Xian didn't want to have a conflict with her, so he let go.
"I'll pick up the luggage tomorrow."
Wang Jiexiang snatched the box, grabbed it tenaciously, shook her head like a rattle: "No, I won't be home tomorrow."
"Well, you don't need to be here, I'll take my luggage and leave."
"don't want!"
Her eyes wandered, and she made some poor excuses.
"If I'm not here, what will you do if you take my things randomly?"
Yin Xian said in a cold voice, "I won't."
She snapped back quickly: "Who knows if you will."
He didn't argue and just left.
Wang Jiexiang stomped her feet, dropped the big suitcase in her hand, and she ran towards him.
Before Yin Xian opened the door, he was hugged by Wang Jiexiang.
She threw herself on his back, just hanging on like that.
His hands didn't support her.
With Wang Jiexiang's slender arms and legs, she couldn't last long in this suspended position.
Wang Jiexiang smelled the familiar scent of acacia on Yin Xian's clothes, and hadn't smelled it for several weeks.
She sniffed him vigorously, wiped all the snot and tears onto his shoulders.
"Yin Xian hates, hates Yin Xian."
She was whimpering, talking gibberish.
Wicked and immoral at this time is still talking back.
"I hate it, I'm leaving."
"No!" She reacted violently, her wrist lost strength all of a sudden, and it slid off his back with a grunt.
Yin Xian unscrewed the door.
Wang Jiexiang aimed at him to get the shoes, and grabbed one first, not knowing whether it was left or right.
He was about to come over to grab it, but she swung her arms round, stood on tiptoe, and threw the shoe straight out.
... It landed peacefully on the roof of the junk collector's house.
Yin Xian looked at Wang Jiexiang.
She puffed her cheeks and opened her big round eyes.
The tears at the corners of her eyes did not hinder her stubbornness.
He looked at him, and she would not let her guard down, carefully closing the door he opened again.
Yin Xian has a headache.
Apparently, they were bound to have a breakup conversation.
He went back to the room and pulled out two chairs. He sat on one and asked her to sit on the other.
Wang Jiexiang clasped her hands, her nails clasping the flesh of her arms.
Yin Xian could see that she was in pain, and he didn't want to continue to bring her pain.
"You are uncomfortable. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Breaking up is a very common thing. If you can't make it through, we will separate. It's no big deal. We get together and get separated."
He stabbed a knife in her heart every sentence, his expression was calm, and he spoke at a leisurely pace.
Wang Jiexiang couldn't tell whether he really thought so, or just said it out of anger.
"Looking at it from a distance, it is better to separate people who are not suitable. There will be many passers-by in your life, and I am just one of them."
"You are childish!"
He said that he was impatient, and Wang Jiexiang was the first to file a complaint.
"It's so esoteric, but it's actually because I scrambled eggs and fried rice with peppers."
Where was that thing he was referring to, "not suitable" was referring to the way they handled conflict.
However, this did not prevent Yin Xian from being choked by her.
Wang Jiexiang looked too righteous.
"Okay, I'm naive."
After leaving those words behind, Yin Xian wanted to leave again.
With quick eyes and quick hands, she threw herself on his back and repeated the old trick.
This time he didn't even stand firmly, his body tilted, and she brought him to the ground.
Wang Jiexiang clings to Yin Xian with hands and feet, hugs him, and presses him down.
Her legs wrapped around his waist from behind; her hands wrapped around his wrists and clasped them on his chest.
Why is it like this again? Yin Xian convinced her.
Angry and funny, he asked, "Do you think you can stop me with your strength?"
"I can't stop it." Wang Jiexiang admitted.
She didn't make sense, and she didn't make sense at all.
"I don't care. You have to go and take me with you."
As soon as he buried his head, his hands tightened.
Her voice was soft, and her whole body was like an annoying plaster that couldn't be peeled off.
"I can't leave Yin Xian, absolutely don't leave."
"..."
"Don't be a guest, you are very important to me. You are already my boyfriend, don't think I will let you go, I want to be with you forever."
"..."
Wang Jiexiang keenly observed that Yin Xian's ears gradually turned red because of her words.
She couldn't see his expression at the moment, so she said it again as a test.
"Wang Jiexiang must never leave Yin Xian."
His redness spread from the roots of his ears to his cheeks, and his ears were as red as if they had been scalded by fire.
"You..." He didn't know what to say to her.
"I, Wang Jiexiang! I will never leave Yin Xian in this life. If you didn't catch me, I will say it ten times."
Where is it necessary to repeat
Her voice was loud, and half of the house was emptied, and there was an echo in the automatic loop playback.
The straightforward expression also made her meaning clearer than ever.
"Okay, stop talking."
She is not ashamed, he is ashamed for her.
Wang Jiexiang suddenly had a premonition that Yin Xian would not leave.
She tried to relieve a little strength and let go of one of his arms.
Yin Xian didn't take the opportunity to shake her off and leave, he still let her hold him motionless.
In fact, her clever temptation was superfluous. As he said before, if he really wanted to leave, it would be impossible for her to stop her with all her strength.
With Yin Xian's "affirmation", Wang Jiexiang's performance became more and more active.
She sat up, her left cheek pressed against Yin Xian's right cheek.
His face was red and hot, and Wang Jiexiang was very happy.
"Just say it, just say it."
She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
"Don't fight, don't go anywhere. Don't say those nasty things, I will be sad."
"I really like Brother Xian!"
"How can you not know!"
Wang Jiexiang gesticulated with the trumpet, and said to his red-hot ears, "I can't live without you."