For The Rest of Our Life

The singing did not know how long it lasted, and then stopped, the terrible silence enveloped the dark space again. Xiao Yuanqing groped subconsciously on Xiao Teddy's body, and finally touched a small solid object on his stomach. She poked, but nothing happened. Instead of tapping, Lin Xian's soft voice moved again in the air as she wished.

Xiao Wanqing didn't know how many times she listened, nor did she know when the song finally stopped again, and when she slept.

This time, she had no more nightmares and woke up naturally after falling asleep.

When I woke up, the sky was bright. She habitually touched the phone, looked at the time, and then checked the news.

There is a red dot on the top of WeChat. Her little girl has woken up and sent her a photo and a voice message.

The picture is Lin Xian's breakfast, the voice is "Xiao Xiaoyun, good morning, come to dinner, show me what you eat delicious?" With a smile, full of vitality and vitality.

Xiao Yunqing flicked her fluffy hair in her ears, forgetting the terrible nightmare of last night, and her lips burst into laughter.

She knew that Lin Xian probably wanted to urge her to eat breakfast. The girl is always afraid of being lazy when she is away.

As she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, she responded to her with a languid voice just after waking up: "Good morning, envy." After a pause, she reissued another: "Song is very good Nice, I like it very much."

She just put down her mobile phone and squeezed her toothbrush with toothpaste, and the screen on which the phone was about to go dark turned on in time. Lin Xian sent a video request. Xiao Wanqing turned on the faucet to pick up the water, and picked up the video.

The mobile phone is placed on the washbasin and the camera is facing up. Lin Xian cannot see Xiao Wanqing, but Xiao Xuanqing can clearly see Lin Xian. The girl seems to have been up for a long time, her hair is very cute, and she curls up a little bit. She was sitting in front of the bay window with an open book on her stomach, a rare and fresh art.

Lin Xian's tone was full of joy, and she asked with a smirk: "Have you heard it. That's because you hug little Teddy, do you miss me?"

Xiao Wanqing brushed his teeth, making it inconvenient to speak. She looked down at the girl's bright and clean smile, only to feel that Lin Xian seemed to be the little sun in her life. Even if it was too dazzling and hot, she could always lift all the dark clouds that shrouded her heart in an instant.

She took a sip of water and spit out foam. When Lin Xian thought she would not respond positively to this topic as usual, she suddenly whispered: "Well. I miss you."

For too long, for too long, no such intimate words have been said so intimately. As soon as he spoke, Xiao Wanqing only felt that his whole body was warming up. She looked at the embarrassed and shy woman in the mirror with an age that did not match her, and she laughed dumbly.

Fortunately, Lin Xian couldn't see her like this.

The next second, Xiao Wanqing saw the end of the mobile phone. Lin Xian danced happily like a child who had been longing for the long-awaited candy. Her heart fluttered with Lin Xian's happiness.

Lin Xian was close to the phone and blinked his eyes wide: "Xiao Xiaohua, what are you doing, where are you, let me see you, are you shy? I want to see you, think Kiss you."

Xiao Yuanqing bit her lip and listened to the soft coquettishness of her lover, her face became more ruddy. She rarely had a childish naughty mood, teasing Lin Xian, not even showing her the ceiling. She took a lipstick and covered the front camera, then listened to the girl's dissatisfied wowing condemnation and smiled softly.

At the end of August, freshmen had to start school early because of military training. Lin Xian couldn't wait to return to the home of Xiao Wanqing in the Southern District two days before the new students started school.

This time, Lin Xian did not listen to Zhou Qin's arrangement, and did not wait until Xiao Wanqing came home from get off work in the evening like in the past few times. She insisted on coming over after lunch, avoiding the meeting between Zhou Qin and Xiao Wanqing.

Entering the door and preparing to change shoes, Zhou Qin saw two pairs of slippers with the same style and different colors on the shoe cabinet. Lin Xian took off one of the pink ones with ease under her watch, and then handed her a pair that seemed to be worn infrequently.

Zhou Qin took the slippers and didn't care.

Entering the living room, Zhou Qin felt keenly as if something had changed. Obviously, there has been almost no change in the overall arrangement, but Zhou Qin glanced at it, and felt different.

"Xiaoyun's family looks more popular than before." Zhou Qin helped Lin Xian to carry a luggage and sighed as he walked in.

"After all, there is one more me!" Lin Xian replied casually while carrying the suitcase back to the room.

Zhou Qin put the bag on the blanket of the sofa in the living room, sat on the sofa and looked carefully, and suddenly found out what she felt changed.

There are many small ornaments on the cabinet of the TV wall, in pairs and bright colors; two small dolls on the sofa are also in pairs; the bar on the side is no longer empty and empty Instead, there are two mugs with two pairs of illustrations.

Before she finished reading, Lin Xian came out of the bedroom and urged her mercilessly: "Mom, aren't you still having something in the afternoon? Go back quickly, otherwise it won't be good if traffic jams on the road to delay you."

Zhou Qin subconsciously asked Lin Xian: "You lived here, did you buy many things together with Xiaoyun?"

Lin Xian followed Zhou Qin's sight and swept a lot of the apparently couple objects around him. She rolled her eyes and replied slyly: "Yes, Aunt Xiao originally lived alone, and many things were only prepared for one, and I urged her to slowly add up. One by one looks lonely. , So we just bought two." She said that she grabbed the two dolls on the sofa and asked Zhou Qin generously, "Is it good-looking? I picked it, Aunt Xiao thought it was too naive, but it was hard to grind I still bought it."

Zhou Qin was helpless and spoiled and said: "You, don't look at your aunt Xiao when you talk, and bully others." She looked at these two pairs of things, but she thought differently, and inquired Lin Xian: "One year By the way, does your aunt Xiao have any emotional dynamics? I introduced her to several boys in the first half of the year to let her chat with WeChat. She didn’t take care of others and ended up losing it.”

Lin Xian smiled slightly and his face sank a little. She angrily blamed her mother and said, "Mom, why do you always gossip like this? No. Aunt Xiao is not necessarily unmarried. Are you not afraid to introduce you to the object if you are always uninvited?"

She began to pull Zhou Qin upset anxiously: "Hey, it's not early, you're going back, pay attention to safety on the road."

Zhou Qin dissatisfied and retorted: "Where am I going to gossip, do I care about her? Okay, this year has passed, and there is no movement at all for Xiaoyun. Even if she is unmarried, then in love, someone will take care of her She, I can rest assured."

Lin Xian pushed her out and paused. After a moment of thought, she suddenly asked Zhou Qin: "So mom, don't you think you must get married, right?"

Zhou Qin was stunned by Lin Xian's remarks, hesitatingly said: "It's not like that."

Lin Xian lowered his eyebrows and tentatively said: "That mother I don't want to get married in the future, I think it's not good to get married at all."

Zhou Qin was not angry or surprised. She thought of the previous speculation about whether Lin Xian was in a relationship or not. It was a bit reassuring to hear her say that it seemed to be no problem.

She smiled lightly, and only when she was a child, she said that Lin Xian said: "You think so now, you don't think so in the future. Come on, you are only a few years old now, know what, think what The matter of getting married." She was interrupted by Lin Xian and lost her mind to continue the original topic.

Looking at his watch, Zhou Qin waved: "Okay, I'm really going to leave in about time. You obediently listen to your aunt Xiao, don't cause her trouble."

Lin Xian leaned on the door and looked at the back of Zhou Qin's departure, involuntarily tightening his brow.

Sure enough, what she said to her mother at this age, her mother probably wouldn't take her seriously. Lin Xian sighed deeply and melancholy.

Because Lin Xian returned early, except for the day when the new students started, she was busy with the reception tasks arranged by the school, and had no way of doing things. In the following days, she will have nothing to do except for the student union recruiting new things.

So, with the free time these past few days, Lin Xian started her life as a little cook. She consciously took the two people's daily dinner and changed the pattern for Xiao Wanqing, trying to get no nutrition from Xiao Wanqing's loss of appetite at noon.

Xiao Wanqing pushed it a few times, so Lin Xian did not have to be busy, but Lin Xian's stubbornness, he had to accept the love of the loved one. Occasional traffic jams on the road, or temporary overtime, Xiao Wanqing would greet Lin Xian early, so that she did not have to wait for herself.

The day before Lin Xian's official start of school, Xiao Wanqing's company will hold an anniversary party. This kind of activity cannot be absent from Xiao Wanqing.

Two days earlier, Xiao Yunqing and Lin Xian talked to Lin Xian when they were lying in the big bed and watching the movie with the air conditioner after dinner. Lin Xian leaned on Xiao Wanqing's waist with his arms around Xiao Wanqing's arms, as comfortable as a kitten who had just been shaved. Upon hearing Xiao Wanqing's words, she narrowed her eyes and her focus fell strangely: "Will you drink on this occasion?"

Xiao Yunqing smiled and said: "Leadership speech, colleagues toast, will drink a little." She thought that Lin Xian did not like her drinking, patted the girl's hand, appeased her, "I will try to drink as little as possible." "

Lin Xian's eyebrows were bent, and she looked up and pecked on Xiao Wanqing's cheek. She smiled and said, "I know. I just thought, you can't drive after drinking, how can you get back?"

"I didn't drive there that day, I would just take a taxi back when I was gone. It's very convenient to take a taxi in front of the hotel."

Lin Xian blinked and blinked, begging: "Xiao Xiaoyun, I'll drive to pick you up, OK? I can't rest assured that you're alone."

It hasn't been long since Lin Xian got his driver's license. Although Lin Xian didn't drive her parents' car at home during the summer, Xiao Yunqing also took her car once when she came back. But Xiao Wanqing still couldn't rest assured that she drove by at night alone.

She refused: "Envy, no, I can't rest assured that you are alone. I'm fine, and I don't have to take a taxi. I can take a ride if a colleague goes by."

Lin Xian grunted, and started to coquettishly: "I can. Didn't you check my car skills a few days ago, did you praise me? And the hotel is not far from our house, There are fewer cars in the evening than in the daytime. You have a little confidence in me. Just promise me. People want to pick up your driver’s license. You can’t let people’s dreams be so cruel.” Xiao Xiaoqing has been in contact for a long time. Lin Xian naturally knew that Xiao Wanqing was soft-hearted. Without touching the big principles, Xiao Wanqing couldn't stand her being coquettish.

The girl's face was bright and sweet, and she was pitiful and charming, and Xiao Yunqing began to be soft-hearted.

But in the end, worry about Lin Xian's safety prevailed. Xiao Wanqing was rarely seduced by temptation, and remained unmoved.

Lin Xian had to change his strategy, turned over and suppressed Xiao Wanqing, and began to use the beauty meter. She kissed her ambiguously while coquettishly: "Promise me..."

Xiao Wanqing was teased by her, her face was crimson and her breath was disordered, but she still refused to let go.

Lin Xianlan looked at her lover's wet and confused eyes, her heart was hot, she simply gave up her request, and instead wholeheartedly pleased her sweetheart, teasing her, she was still breathing out.

At the evening of the party, Lin Xian sent Xiao Wanqing out. Although he did not drive, Xiao Yunqing deliberately brought the car key on the counter of the shoe. She was afraid that the girl would not be obedient and made her uneasy.

Lin Xian narrowed her mouth and stared at her grievously. Xiao Yuanqing was full of love and compassion and took the initiative to touch the girl's cheek, kissed her unhappy, tight lips, and told her: "Observe, wait for me to come back."

Lin Xian was not satisfied with the appeasement of the dragonfly. She buckled Xiao Wanqing's hand and pressed it against the door panel, leaning forward to press Xiao Wanqing against the door panel.

Xiao Wanqing's long eyelashes flashed and softly reminded her: "Envy, lipstick..."

Lin Xian did not care. She lowered her head and smiled in her ear: "I saw it in the morning. The one you used is edible." Xiao Wanqing gave her six lipsticks on her birthday, three of them, She was deliberately edible.

"Stand up and hold on." The girl licked 1 and bit her lip, her eyes bright.

Xiao Wanqing: "???

After a long time, Xiao Wanqing's qi was still uneven, and his legs were still standing in the elevator softly, and the girl's words echoed in his ears, and his cheeks were hot.

Is it right? It’s time to talk and talk, and you can’t look at things anymore!

At the party, Xiao Yuanqing was staggered. As a young woman with a young and beautiful position who rarely participated in this type of entertainment, many colleagues were even invited to other companies. Senior executives have rare opportunities to deliberately catch her toast. Xiao Wanqing resigned, but it was inevitable that he was filled with a lot of wine, and some of the wine was up.

At 8:55, the mobile phone in her bag vibrated a little, and Xiao Wanqing escaped to take a breath by answering the call.

It was Lin Xian’s text message, asking if she was almost over?

Xiao Yuanqing looked at the text message, and in this hustle and bustle, he heard his steady and steady heartbeat. She replied to her: "It's almost time, and I'm making my final speech. I should be able to leave in another 20 minutes."

Lin Xian urged her to call her and report the license plate before getting on the bus.

Xiao Yuanqing smiled and replied to her.

She went back after texting, and the venue was over. She is considered to be in the middle class, and she can't just follow along, almost staying to the end. Twenty minutes later, her colleagues had almost gone. She relied on her assistant Xiao Ke to help her cover up. By virtue of her inexhaustible ability, she refused a group of high-level friends and businessmen who were still not interested in making a transition. Invited, Xiao Ke helped to follow the stream to the door of the hotel.

Xiao Ke's boyfriend took a taxi to pick her up. Where did Xiao Yunqing feel sorry for delaying the time of other couples? She patted Xiao Ke's shoulder, let Xiao Ke don't worry about her, rest assured.

She stood alone at the door of the hotel waiting for a taxi, during which she rejected two male colleagues who were not familiar with her and asked if she wanted a ride. Just as she rubbed her temple tiredly to wake up, a car stopped suddenly in front of her.

The window came down, and in the car was a fat middle-aged man—an advertiser with a long-term relationship with the magazine. On weekdays, she had a headache to deal with him, just now, this person is very unpretentious to drink her a lot of wine.

The man pretended to be honest and enthusiastic: "Editor Xiao, wait for the bus? I'll take you back."

Xiao Wanqing frowned insignificantly, and refused: "No trouble, Mr. Wang, my friend will pick me up, and he will be here soon."

The man smiled slightly and said in a deep voice: "That's right." His eyes flashed with light, and he smiled with a yellow tooth: "Then I will wait with Editor Xiao, wait, it's too late, Editor Xiao you It’s not safe for a woman to drink so much."

Xiao Yuanqing suddenly chuckled.

Before waiting for Xiao Wanqing to refuse again, a young and pleasant voice suddenly and loudly inserted between them: "Sorry, I'm late."

Xiao Yuanqing subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and saw that the young girl with bright eyes and long teeth stood holding her hard hat and walked towards her with smiles step by step.

It’s her Lin Xian. Xiao Yunqing heard a sigh of peace and satisfaction in his heart.

It turned out that she was still looking forward to such a scene, looking forward to her lover, pick her up home.

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