For The Rest of Our Life

After taking a shower, Lin Xian sat on the bed with her long white legs bent, grabbed her white bath towel over her shoulders, wiped her wet hair in one hand, and grabbed her mobile phone in one hand, and clicked on the WeChat voice message sent by Yu Huan .

During the winter vacation, she met with Yan Huan and other high school classmates. In private, she met with Yu Huan twice and talked about everyone's university life. Regarding her secret love for Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian had no idea to hide in front of her friends, but felt that before she established a relationship with Xiao Wanqing, she was still not suitable to advertise it in case she accidentally caused trouble to Xiao Wanqing. So she didn't dare to disclose, but she asked Yuhuan tentatively, what would happen if she liked girls? Yan Yuhuan said flatly: "What's wrong with this? I don't hide it from you. In college, the boys and girls chasing me are equally divided." Lin Xian almost surprised his chin.

Xu is a classmate and friend around him. They are all open-minded and open-minded. Lin Xian feels in a trance. Maybe, if she likes girls, it may not be so shocking. In her heart, she had more confidence in her and Xiao Wanqing's future.

Yanhuan University started her school later than her, so you can wait until the Lantern Festival. Yesterday, I heard that Lin Xian’s parents were going to a classmate’s party. No one took care of Lin Xian’s pitiful child. She suddenly had a great motherhood. She kindly invited Lin Xian to go to her house to start a three-day and two-night life of cohabitation. It's a pity that Lin Xian valued his friends lightly and refused.

In the evening, Lin Xian sat in her mother's car and received a voice message from Yan Huan. Because Yan Huan's speech has always been taboo, Zhou Qin was not very convenient, so Lin Xian has not listened. Now, she wiped her hair and casually spread out the news, and heard the clear voice of Yan Huan startled: "Lin Xiaoxian, you recruited from the real, do you have a situation, are you Really like girls? Who is it?!"

Lin Xian listened to her friend's voice and smiled dumbly. Her reflection arc is too long.

She clicked on the next message and heard Yu Huan guessing: "I'll think about the names of the girls you mentioned to me this time. According to the frequency, the most is the time expired, followed by Chen Zhi and Tang Mo , Xia Zhijin, who else is coming... It seems to be gone. Say which little goblin stole your heart?!"

Lin Xian frowned, some dissatisfaction, nonsense! Obviously the most girl name she mentioned was her Aunt Xiao! She pressed the voice button and defaulted on Yu Huan’s guess. Zhang Yawu claws prepared to taunt: “Hua Huan, your memory is not good. Buy some walnuts to make up your brain. You forgot my sweetheart’s name!” she just said. In my heart..." The open door suddenly sounded a rhythmic knock on the door-Xiao Wanqing stood there holding the plush Teddy Pavilion.

Lin Xian was shocked and immediately released the hand holding the key, embarrassedly: "Aunt Xiao, you..." She, when did she come, did you hear anything?

Xiao Wanqing had just arrived, and when passing by, he only inadvertently heard Lin Xianyu's smiling Yang Yang echo. She smiled and explained with empathy: "I just came and heard nothing."

She approached, put Teddy on Lin Xian's bed, and said warmly: "Listen to your mother, when you were at home, you had to hold it and sleep. Why did you bring it over and stay here that day?"

Lin Xian saw Teddy’s humble familiar look, reached out and hugged her, rubbed her head with her chin, and thought without hesitation: "Because I want it to be replaced when I am not with Aunt Xiao. I'll be with you." She bowed her head and sniffed Teddy obsessively, with an infatuated intoxication: "Aunt Xiao, it smells like you, it smells so good..."

Lin Xian's casual and casual words made Xiao Yunqing's heartbeat suddenly miss a beat. Xiao Yunqing looked at Lin Xian's simple appearance of holding a beloved toy like a child, and his face began to heat up inexplicably.

If Lin Xian knew... that he thought of Teddy...as her, secretly couldn't bear to kiss a few times, hugged him to sleep every night, and would he still hug it so unpretentiously?

With shame in her heart again, she began to churn, slowly calming her heartbeat from the girl's previous tender words. She was silent for two seconds, remembering the serious things she wanted to say this time.

Xiao Yunqing cleared his throat slightly imperceptibly, trying to get back the usual tone of speech, and informed Lin Xiandao: "Envy, I started working today."

Lin Xian looked up at her and nodded. "I know." Aunt Xiao's tone seemed suddenly serious.

Xiao Wanqing continued: "I have a meeting today as soon as I go to work. The new strategic goals that the magazine has had since this year are about to enter a new track. Therefore, my work tasks are even heavier." She paused and looked at Lin Xian blinked with his big eyes open, waiting for the following appearance, don't open his eyes, and gritted his teeth to continue: "So I may not be able to get off work on time like the last semester, and there should often be overtime and entertainment. Even if No overtime, after work, at home, there may also be special tasks, such as opening a video conference, competing for time and writing. I, I will be more anxious when writing the manuscript, I can’t stand a little voice, and the video conference will also be affected Until you study, so the study may not be shared with you..."

Lin Xian listened to Xiao Wanqing's words and stared at her blankly. The hand wiping her hair gradually dropped, and the bath towel slipped from her head.

The time that the study room was in the evening was the longest time she and Xiao Wanqing could get along with each other. It was also her favorite good time. In the study, she was tired of studying and looked at the profile of Xiao Wanqing's serious work, as if she could wipe away her tiredness in an instant. Occasionally, when Xiao Yunqing is very good, she will also practice self-cultivation. At that time she stood beside her, studying ink for her and adding fragrance to her red sleeves. In the ink strips turning round and round countless times, she smoothed the little frenzy she once dreamed of, and only dreamed that the years and years to come will be like this. .

And Aunt Xiao means, may there not be such a time in the future?

Lin Xianqing couldn't help but beeped, showing a bit of sadness and sorrow. Xiao Wanqing saw a pain in his heart.

Lin Xian is a person who is willing to express her emotions. She has told her more than once that she likes to spend time with her in the study, so after coming, besides playing with the computer, she rarely bury it on her desk. First pass. . She knows how much Lin Xian likes to study with her in the study.

But the atmosphere was lagging behind for a while, Lin Xian still made a sensible smile, and promised Xiao Wanqing: "Good Aunt Xiao, it's okay. I study in my own room. It's the same for your work, if, if you are temporary It’s too late to work overtime, and you don’t have to rush back. Send a text message and talk to me. I’ll just eat in the school cafeteria. You don’t need to worry about me.

Xiao Wanqing saw Lin Xianming's sad eyes, but she still sensiblely smiled at her with a strong face, and felt even more pain in her heart. She even wanted to comfort her: "It's only temporary, just be busy after this time." Just wait for her, no longer have delusions. However, she did not dare to be a little bit soft, and did not dare to be a little lax. In the end, she still refrained. She was afraid that a little bit of relaxation at this moment would turn into a terrible chain biting her, and dragging her a little bit into the muddy swamp mercilessly, it was hard to extricate herself.

She bit her lip, and said to Lin Xian, "Don't worry, I'll try to come back and make it as soon as possible. Then you..." She looked at Lin Xian's still dripping hair and told him, "Then remember to put I wiped my hair and rested early in the evening, so I went to work first." In her past life, she seldom lied, fearing that it was not realistic enough, she turned around and murmured while walking: "It's really busy It's too much."

Lin Xian held Teddy staring blankly, watching Xiao Wanqing leave with a tired figure, somewhat at a loss. There was something sour in her heart, so sad.

If, if it were before, Aunt Xiao should blow dry her hair.

After a long while, she shook her little head still dripping, shook her self-complaint, cheered herself up, and warned herself: Lin Xian, you are an adult, how can you be as ignorant as a child. Aunt Xiao is busy at work, you as her quasi-lover, you have to be considerate of her, you have to take care of her, and find a way to share her worries.

In the study, Xiao Wanqing, who was sitting upright, thought that the girl had just replied to her friend's message.

That's why Lin Xian was happy with his friends.

Lin Xian has never used such a tone of voice to her before. In front of her, she was clever and sensible, and occasionally naughty and lively, it was just right to hold the pinch.

Now that I think about it, it seems that I have never let go?

In fact, Lin Xian still regards her as an elder.

This is clearly something that I have long recognized. The gap between her and her insurmountability is obviously also a fact of iron clash.

Obviously, I dare not have delusions, should not have delusions, but why do I still feel sad.

Xiao Wanqing bit his lower lip tightly, rubbed his forehead, and told himself: Don’t think about it, don’t think about it.

She turned on the computer, pulled away from her thoughts, and immersed herself in the thoughts bit by bit.

At night, Lin Xianhuai embraced Teddy with the fragrance of Xiao Wanqing. Outside of his dream, he seemed to be surrounded by the sweet smell of Xiao Wanqing and slept extremely sweetly.

She specifically set the alarm clock, so even if she slept soundly, she woke up punctually at the time when she woke up on the past weekend. Sooner or later, Xiao Wanqing just got a good night's sleep, but she didn't have to wait too long for her to eat.

She rinsed it out, and gave Liu Hai a special new hairpin that she bought together during the winter vacation and Yan Huan shopping. She was about to go to Xiao Wanqing Road, good morning.

However, beyond her expectation, she threw a blank...

The kitchen was empty and there was no figure of Xiao Wanqing. She walked to the living room, balcony, and back to the study, Xiao Wanqing's bedroom, and even the bathroom, did not find Xiao Wanqing. She didn't see it until she turned around and went back to the door of her room. A cream-colored sticky note was posted on the door. On top of it, there was densely written Xiao Xiaoqing's handwriting:

Envy, I'm going to work. The breakfast is kept warm in the rice cooker, just open it and take it out. I can't go back for lunch. I have timed the rice and soup, and when it jumps to keep warm at noon, you can open it and eat. I prepared the dishes in the morning and put them in the refrigerator. You will be there for a while. I put them in the microwave at noon to heat them up.

The small lonely note on Lin Xian's big door, the mood of excitement, suddenly sank, thin lips, tightly pursed.

For a long while, she comforted herself. Aunt Xiao remembers you so busy, and has arranged everything for you so thoughtfully, what dissatisfaction do you have?

She took off the post-it and stared at it for a long time, then put it on her lips and kissed it gently. She took out her cell phone from her pocket and texted Xiao Wanqing: "Aunt Xiao, I got up and saw your message. Don't worry, I will take care of myself. If you are busy, remember to have lunch."

Xiao Wanqing is almost a second, the style is short since the winter vacation, and there is only one word "good".

Two seconds later, another text message came in. This time, there were a few more words: "Be careful to burn your hands."

Lin Xian looked at the "good" word that the sweetheart came back in an instant, and the gentle call that followed was "be careful with your hands". Looking at it, the thin lips gradually had a rising arc inexplicably.

In my heart, sweet.

Aunt Xiao, is the text message waiting for her to get up? She thought passionately.

No matter, that's it.

Lin Xian pushed open the door, jumped onto the bed and hugged Teddy, as if holding the petite and soft Xiao Wanqing, and printed a warm good morning kiss on Teddy's funny mouth.

The author has something to say: Lin Xianmei Zizi: one dog for two purposes.

Teddy: You guys are here, shut up, I'm just a little Teddy.