For The Rest of Our Life

Too bright and clean place, it is too easy for people to see each other's emotions, and it is impossible for people to disguise disguise. The place where Wen Tong met Xiao Xiaoqing was the old place where they indulged when they were frustrated.

The light was dim and the music was soothing. When Xiao Wanqing arrived, Wen Tong was already sitting in the corner where they always liked to sit, drooping his head and drinking sullenly.

Xiao Wanqing stood opposite her, and the long figure cast a little shadow, covering Wen Tong under it. Wen Tong raised his head and stared at Xiao Wanqing in a deep and complicated look, momentarily.

Xiao Yunqing clasped his fists imperceptibly, and Wen Tong looked at himself, and sat down freely, caring about her: "Did you eat? Start drinking."

Wen Tong laughed silently and responded to her in a low voice: "Eat." Then, the two were silent for a long time.

"Is your stomach upset?" Wen Tong asked a long time later.

"Much better, it's all right," Xiao Wanqing said softly.

There is a pot of hot tea on the table, which should be specially ordered by Wen Tong for her. Xiao Wanqing raised his hand and lifted the glass jug, poured himself a half glass of water, and then held the glass with both hands, feeling the heat coming from the palm of his hand, warm and astringent in his heart.

Between her and Wen Tong, there is rarely such an embarrassing and heavy atmosphere. Xiao Wanqing could not bear such silence.

She opened her mouth, broke the stagnation, and opened the door to say: "Wen Tong, I'm sorry, let you know the news of me and Lin Xian from others. I have no intention to hide you, I wanted to tell you very early, but I didn't find Opportunity."

Wen Tong stared at this woman who had been secretly obsessed with her for many years. She saw her Duan Xiu's eyebrows full of solemnity and cherishment. Since she heard the news, she has not returned to her thoughts and began to return. The dream is broken, and the real feeling of falling down is really struck, and the pain is rising again and again.

Wen Tong instantly soured his nose and red his eyes. She lowered her head, blinked her eyes, forced the tears that were about to overflow, and raised her head to squeeze out the calm voice, and asked Xiao Yunqing: "It's very early? So you have been together for a while, haven't you? "

"Yes, I started contacting in April." Xiao Wanqing answered her seriously and frankly.

Wen Tong shuddered. Afterwards, she remembered Xiao Wanqing's abnormality for a period of time, and remembered the phone that asked her how to leave Anjiang City. Her regrets and anguish obliterated her. It turned out that leaving foolishly, not only would not shorten their distance, but would only make her miss more.

She placed her hand under the sofa, clenched her fists, and her nails fell deep into her palm. She forced her to put aside her heartbreak as a crush, set her position straight, looked at Xiao Wanqing, and asked her: "Do you know how old Lin Xian is this year? How old are you this year?"

She didn't even ask Xiao Wanqing, who started first and how. It doesn't matter.

Moreover, she knew that Xiao Linqing could not do such a thing without Lin Xian taking the initiative.

"I know."

"Then she is still young and ignorant, Xiao Wanqing, don't you understand?" Her volume was restrained, but her tone was like a sharp knife severely, and it was firmly stuck in Xiao Yuanqing's heart.

"Everything Yan Jia said made me want to scold people, but she said one thing right. Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian is still small, young people love romance and fantasy, impulsive and enthusiastic, so-called love, come and go quickly , But it’s okay, young people, everyone gets together and then dissipates, and each other has youth and time capital. But what about you, do you have such capital and play such games with her?"

Not long ago, Xiao Yunqing had treated Lin Xian's feelings towards her like this. She even made preparations for Lin Xian to get tired of this relationship soon. However, people's hearts are soft, Lin Xian's efforts, Lin Xian's Chi Cheng, subtly changed her view. She can no longer deny Lin Xian's immature but equally sincere love with an adult's self-perceived mature eyes.

She thought that this was unfair to Lin Xian.

"Wen Tong, Lin Xian is serious, she is not playing games, neither am I." Xiao Wanqing bit his lip and retorted.

Wen Tong didn't know what Lin Xian had infused Xiao Wanqing's fascinating soup. He could make Xiao Wanqing, who had always been insecure and trustworthy, believe her. It took her so many years to walk into Xiao Wanqing's heart. Lin Xian did it in just one year.

She took a deep breath and pressed down the jealousy and bitterness in her heart, and warned herself that Xiao Wanqing's relationship was not the most important thing. What was important was that Xiao Wanqing could no longer be hurt.

She raised her glass, took a sip of wine, choked, and shed tears. She coughed a few times and said to Xiao Wanqing in a dumb voice: "Xiao Wanqing, when you were 18 years old, did you want the same as you want now? When you are out of society and now out of society, look at people's eyes Is it still the same?"

Xiao Yunqing choked his throat and said nothing.

"Lin Xian may like you really now, but she is still so young. Have you thought about how likely she will be in the future? She will grow up day by day, touch the wider world, and meet more different people. Xiao Xiaoqing, Lin Xian is a person who wants to fly high. Do you believe that under the strong wind, can this kite stay in your hands forever?"

"If you are a person who is easy to see and think about, I don't have to say much. But Xiao Wanqing, you are not. One day Lin Xian left, what do you do?!" She knows Xiao Wanqing too well Shou, Xiao Wanqing is already a person who has died once, how dare she watched her desperately gamble again.

In the middle of the sentence, there was blood in his heart, and Xiao Yunqing's heart began to seep, and he pained meticulously.

She narrowed her eyes and confessed bitterly: "Wen Tong, in fact, I never dared to think of her forever. I know that I don't have that luck. I... I'm mentally prepared." Xiao Yunqing's voice was still true Choked. She found that she was no longer as calm as she once thought. Just thinking that Lin Xian would leave one day, she felt that her heart was torn.

Wen Tong heard that, but he was angry. Why not? Why not? She loves the person she loves on the tip of her heart, why should she betray herself for Lin Xian? Are you crazy?

She said coldly, "Are you really ready?!" She had no intention of accusing Xiao Wanqing, but she didn't say something about it, and others would say it later.

Xiao Yuanqing gritted his teeth and looked at her stubbornly.

"Well, I ask you, do you think Lin Xian will regret it in the future?! Have you thought about Sister Zhou Qin?! Have you ever thought about the teacher and the mother?! Have you ever thought about the consequences of the Lin family after this? Xiao Xiaoqing, their family only has Lin Xian as a single seedling, and has high hopes. Have you thought about what this family will become, and what does Lin Xian have to bear?"

A series of interrogative questions, like a sharp arrow, poked hard into Xiao Wanqing's heart. Xiao Wanqing instantly felt bored and a little difficult to breathe.

"I know you, and I believe in you, so I only care about whether you can be happy in this relationship. However, Xiao Wanqing, care is chaos, will Zhou Qin think so? Will people outside think so? Zhou Sister Qin trusted her 17-year-old daughter with care to you. You, a 31-year-old adult, took care of her daughter on the bed. What do you want her mother to think?"

"Are you really ready for this relationship, you will be in disgrace and betrayed, but in the end you will only be left alone?"

Xiao Yunqing's brain buzzed, Wen Tong's words, one by one, slapped heavily on her face like a fierce slap.

Since these days, the reality that she has deliberately forgotten because she is too happy, or she wants to be too happy, has engulfed her fiercely. She seemed to have made a dream that was too real and overwhelming, and almost believed it to be true.

Today, the dream was awakened.

Xiao Yunqing's face was pale, and his white neck was hanging down, as if he was embarrassed without a face and then facing the light. She was shaking her hand holding the glass.

After a long time, she sniffed her nose and said bitterly and hoarsely: "But Wen Tong."

"I love her..."

She said very lightly, but like a heavy hammer, hit Wen Tong heart hard. In an instant, Wen Tong rolled tears into his eyes, and it was too late to wipe, and the big ones rolled down.

Xiao Wanqing, whom she loves, no matter how many years have passed, no matter how much pain she has experienced, in her bones, she is still the one who is willing to give everything for love. How lucky to be loved by her. She thought about it many years ago.

Many years later, this lucky person is still not her. The person who accompanies her to cry is her, and the person who accompanies her to laugh is never his own. Is she enough to pay? Or is it not enough?

She was afraid that Xiao Yunqing found that she turned away embarrassedly and stopped looking at her. She said dumbly and hardly: "Go back first, let me be alone."

There were tears in Xiao Yuanqing's eyes. She thought desperately that she should lose Wen Tong.

Yeah, this kind of self.

Not worthy.

Near eleven o'clock, Shi Jinglan came down from the wine table, which was staggered, leaning against the back seat of the car. She loosened her curled hair, lowered half of the window, and blew her hair sideways, dissipating tiredness and drunkenness.

When the car drove smoothly and quickly across a square, Shi Jinglan suddenly frowned, and Shen Sheng ordered: "Retreat."

"Ah?" The driver lightly braked and froze for a moment.

"The square in front." Shi Jinglan said concisely.

After Xiao Wanqing left, Wen Tong sat down, not knowing how long and how much. When she got up and wanted to go back, she turned around, and she knew that she was probably drunk. In fact, she doesn't like drinking alcohol. When she is alone, she rarely drinks like this outside. Today, it is careless.

She hurried to the bathroom quickly and vomited violently for a long time before she swallowed her mouth and walked out. She took out the phone and wanted to call for a driver, only to find out when she didn't know when the phone was powered off and turned off automatically.

It was already late outside at night, and there were almost no pedestrians walking around on the square, leaving only the vehicles passing by on the road. She leaned on a lamppost and took advantage of her strength to stand upright, staring at the road dizzyingly, trying to stop a taxi.

The taxi hadn't stopped, but a private car steadily listened in front of her. The window lowered, and a smoking middle-aged man greeted her greasyly: "Beauty, do you ride?"

The smell of smoke blew in front of Wen Tong in the wind, and for a reason, Wen Tong felt sick for a while, covering his mouth and trying to vomit.

The man seemed to find something, and his eyes began to shine instantly. Gu Zi got out of the car, dropped his cigarette butt, stepped on his foot, and stretched his hand to go to La Wentong’s wrist: "Beauty is drunk, I'll take you back, you see how dangerous you are at night. "

Wen Tong's eyebrows were tightly closed, and he was forced to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't work because of drunkenness. Her mind was still very deep, but her thoughts were awake in a flash of shock. She moved closer to the man, and next second, while he used his last strength, to the most vulnerable part of the man, she lifted her leg to be cruel, and then, when the man ate and hunched over to cover , Spread his legs, and stumbled forward.

Running all the way, she watched all the way back to watch out for the man chasing after him, while anxiously checking if there was a taxi on the road.

Just a few steps after running, a car sounded from behind her, and the lights hit her.

Wen Tong groaned in his heart, thinking that it was the man who drove to catch up.

She turned back subconsciously and looked towards the rear, and she saw that the bright lights shone, and the car slowly stopped beside her. In the car window, a pretty woman with long black curly hair and a white v-neck ruffled silk shirt, quietly told her, "Get in the car."

"It's you." Wen Tong was relieved. She glanced far away as if she was still standing still and staring at the vain man who was staring here. Without hesitation, she stepped on the soft steps, bypassed the car body, and got into a startling luxury car.

"Address." Shi Jinglan smelled the alcohol on Wen Tong's body and sat quietly towards the window.

Wen Tong leaned tiredly and comfortably on the seat, reported the address, and sincerely thanked him, and then no longer had the energy to surprise the boss. Her head started to hurt again, the car was driving too smoothly and comfortably, and Wen Tong was a little sleepy.

"Is Manager Wen still working tomorrow?" Shi Jinglan asked her in a cold voice. Drinking this way in the middle of the working day, she has reason to doubt whether Wen Tong can still have the energy to do a good job tomorrow.

Wen Tong didn't respond at all. Shi Jinglan didn't hear the reply for a long time, and looked at her unhappyly, only to find out that Wen Tong didn't know when she actually fell asleep.

The woman has always had deep and sharp eyebrows, but when she fell asleep, she softened strangely. The nose is very upright, the facial features are profound, like a mixed race.

Shi Jinglan looked at him for a long while, then opened his eyes and closed his eyes to refresh himself. After a moment, she opened her eyes and reached out to throw the blanket on her leg and threw it on Wen Tong.

The car drove all the way to the door of the community reported by Wen Tong, Wen Tong was still asleep. Shi Jinglan reached out without any mercy and shoved Wen Tong to wake Wen Tong, his voice calmly said: "Manager Wen, it's here."

Wen Tong was sleepy and touched his forehead. While driving the door, he thankfully faintly said: "Okay, thank you Dong." The tone was hardly soft.

But the next second, she touched the seat, suddenly surprised: "My card and key?!"

Shi Jinglan frowned.

"In my car..." Wen Tong remembered holding her forehead. She always used to throw the key and the owner's card in the car when she got on the car, and handed it to the doorman when it was convenient to enter the door.

Shi Jinglan is also a little tired. What do you think about being drunk? She exhaled gently and asked her patiently: "Can't you go back?"

Wen Tong rubbed his forehead, revealing some embarrassment with some misty eyes: "Is it convenient for Dong Dong to take me to a nearby hotel?"

Shi Jinglan frowned and stared at her for a while, and asked her, "Do you mind going to my house?" She could not bear the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on her body. She was unfamiliar with this piece and didn't want to toss around.

Wen Tong's drunken eyes stared at her, and after a while, he returned to her and said, "Okay."

When she returned to the duplex suite where Jinglan lived alone, she pointed out to Wen Tong the guest room and bathroom, and said that everything in the guest room wardrobe could be taken by herself, so she went straight to her room to wash.

Wen Tongjiu was eager to get up, sleepy and tired, and had a headache. When he took a shower, he remembered Xiao Wanqing, and suddenly he couldn't help it, and he was crying.

Shi Jinglan packed himself up, washed away his sleepiness, and then got his thoughts. He brought a glass of honey water to Wen Tong.

In the room, only looking at a dim light on the bed sheet, Wen Tong was wearing a white nightgown, covering his eyes and lying on his back on the bed, motionless.

Shi Jinglan knocked on the door, placed honey water on her bedside, and said lightly: "Drink a little sober." After all, she turned and left.

Unexpectedly, Wen Tong suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed her wrist, when she turned around and looked at her strangely.

Wen Tong propped up on the bed with one hand, sat up halfway, and stretched his hand to buckle the strap of Shi Jinglan's nightgown. When forced, Shi Jinglan was affected by inertia and fell into her arms.

Wen Tong's eyes were as red as a rabbit. When he opened the robe, half of it was shocked, his shoulders were rounded, and he stared at her lowly, and asked: "Do you?" Jinglan men and women are not bogey, countless partners.

She wanted to make a break to make herself truly stubborn.

Shi Jinglan stared at her quietly, frowning: "Do you know who I am?"

Wen Tong seemed to hear a joke, raised his eyebrows, touched his shocked ear, and licked it gently, saying, "Did you not say that I am close to your eyes?" In Nagasawa City After many encounters, when Shi Jinglan habitually digs at the foot of the wall, Wen Tong mocked her for her good patience. Shi Jinglan once said that it may be that Director Wen has a special eye.

She kissed all the way down her soft, soft lips along her small, round ear lobes. Shi Jinglan gasped, not catering to her, but she didn't push her away.

Wen Tong only accepted her as acquiescence. Turning over lightly, she suppressed Shi Jinglan.

The nightgown was scattered on the ground, the moon shadow was hazy outside the window, and the wind blew the trees.

After a long time.

"Um... you go out!" Shi Jinglan shook his body, twisting his thin eyebrows, pushing Wen Tong's shoulder, and groaned in pain.

People in their thirties, are they rookies? Shi Lan was sore in pain that he regretted that he was on the thief ship.

Wen Tong, a partial student, didn't realize it at all. Like finding a new continent, he was reluctant and opened wide.

Shi was terrified. He stretched out his hand and held Wen Tong's still-bad hand. He lifted some trembling long legs and kicked Wen Tong out of bed with an annoyed foot.

The author has something to say: quietly distressed Shi Dong.

Aunt Xiao looked at Lin Xian, well, yes.