For The Rest of Our Life

Lin Xian didn't know how he drove the lamb to Xiao Wanqing near the magazine. Along the way, she had countless thoughts flashing in her heart, and she had countless sad disappointments, but in the end, she still bit her teeth and deceived herself with the last trace of fluke: maybe, Aunt Xiao just didn’t have time to go home, today, I'm about to surprise myself. Perhaps, the construction period is only for the convenience of hiring a babysitter, so it is falsely extended. Like, before, I always heard from my classmates that when I go to work in summer, I can't usually say that I can only do it for two months.

She knew in her heart that Aunt Xiao was not that unreal.

But...maybe...

Obviously, Aunt Xiao Ming likes herself so much, she obviously told her, and I will talk about it when she comes back. How can a gentle person like her be willing to treat her like this.

She had never known before that she was such a struggling person who did not hit the south wall and did not look back.

She parked the little sheep at a toll stop on the road opposite Xiao Wanqing magazine, and then reached out to take off her helmet. The moment she lifted her head to get out of the car, she saw that in the building opposite, a few brightly dressed women walked out of them, among them the woman who walked in the middle, her long chestnut hair fell on her shoulders, her hair curled up pretty. Up. When she turned her head to talk with people and smiled, her profile was familiar and delicate lines that enchanted Lin Xian.

In an instant, Lin Xianzhou seemed to be swept by the cold wind, and became cold. Unconsciously, she took out her mobile phone, as if she did not want to believe it. With the last little hope, she pressed the shortcut key set as the first contact person and dialed Xiao Wanqing's phone.

She stared straight at the long, beautiful figure at the door of the building opposite, for an instant. She watched her stop and took her phone out of her bag. After a few seconds, she put down her phone and, if nothing happened, followed the steps of the person next to her and left.

Lin Xian listened staringly at the busy sound of "beeping" from his mobile phone, and looked at the figure, disappearing little by little in the corner, hidden in the crowd, as if hearing his dream shattered a little, his heart , A little **** death.

Her chest was full of pain and soreness, and the indescribable indignation and annoyance that filled her trust and expectation only in exchange for deception.

Why, why do you do this to her? Why lie to her? Why did she make her happy at night? Why can't there be something in front of her, so the two said clearly? Why should she wait like a fool and wait for a cruel result that she will never return?

Why, why, while she was looking forward to her future life, she was planning how to push her away quietly...

Does she think she is a fool? Does she think she won't hurt?

She pulled the key and got out of the car, her eyes full of tears that were about to fall, shaking her index finger, and dialed the phone again. After a few seconds, the call was hung up relentlessly again, and then an impatient text message: "Busy."

The bean-shaped tears in Lin Xian's eyes finally rolled down his cheeks in a hurry. The car-watcher beside him waiting for the toll was frightened by her sudden crying, stopped her footsteps, and hesitated to step forward.

After growing up, Lin Xian was very reluctant to cry in front of others. Inhaling her hands, she wiped her tears indiscriminately, stuffed two coins in the hands of the car watcher, and ran away quickly with her head down. She dashed across the road rampantly, and ran into the mansion opposite the magazine with no surprises.

Standing at the door of the elevator, she calmed herself down, took out wet wipes and tissues, squeezed her lips tightly against the reflection of the elevator door, and wiped the tears on her face little by little, restoring a calm face Only then pressed the elevator floor of Xiao Wanqing magazine.

She kept telling herself, Lin Xian, you can't cry, you are an adult, in front of Aunt Xiao, when fighting for love, you can't cry, you have to be a mature and stable person.

The young girl at the front desk of the magazine has always been the most clear-cut about the interpersonal relationships in the magazine, and is particularly impressed by Lin Xian. The first time Xiao Xuanqing brought Lin Xian in, she was surprised that Xiao Xuanqing was close to Lin Xian, and immediately remembered Lin Xian. Later, the second time Lin Xian came to give food to Xiao Xuanqing. However, Lin Xian said that he wanted to give Xiao Wanqing a surprise pleading, and let his heart go soft. Later, it turned out that Xiao Wanqing was not angry and she did it right. So, this time, Lin Xian came to Xiao Wanqing again. The front desk was burying his head to take out takeaway food. Looking up at Lin Xian, he smiled at her familiarly and said, "Are you looking for Editor Xiao to have dinner together? Unfortunately, Editor Xiao went out with colleagues today have eaten."

Lin Xianqian smiled and said, "It's okay, I have something to tell her today to tell her. Sister, can I go in and wait for her."

The front desk smiled and said happily: "Well, you sit in the reception room and wait a minute. The editor came back and I told her to let her go directly to you, OK?" So she put down her chopsticks and got up. Lin Xian walked to the reception room inside.

Lin Xian nodded and followed behind her, politely said: "Okay, trouble sister." Her lips are shallowly curved. In order to thank her for her cooperation, she looked at her flattery and said: "I affect your sister. You have lunch. . Sister, you eat so little lunch, no wonder the body is so good."

The front desk was coaxed and immediately laughed at a flower, refusing to welcome it again: "Where is there less, where is better. However, I recently did a morning running exercise, I feel after doing..."

Lin Xian followed behind her, listening to her open speech box, her lips were faintly smiling, but her eyes were cold.

It wasn't until the front desk left the reception room that Lin Xian was sitting on the sofa alone, holding the cup of hot water poured by the little girl at the front desk, before she completely gathered her smile, her eyes deep.

Xiao Yunqing remembered two urgent calls from Lin Xianjiu's continual calls inexplicably. She had no appetite, but after having a few bites of lunch, she made an excuse and the colleague stepped back.

On the way back, she was still uneasy. She called Aunt Liu. She wanted to ask Lin Xian what special things happened during the past two days. It was unusually eager to make two more calls.

Aunt Liu was sitting at home and wondering what the phone call Lin Xian called during class time. When Xiao Wanqing asked her about Lin Xian, she immediately confessed to Xiao Wanqing like a bean: "Xian Xian called me a strange call this morning and asked me how long the employment period you talked to me was. After talking to her, she seemed a little weird. At last, she hung up the phone without saying anything. I... I kept thinking, did I say something wrong?"

Aunt Liu realized afterwards that she was a little bit wrong between Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian? Lin Xian always asked himself whether Xiao Xuanqing called to ask if she was there, and Xiao Xuanqing always asked himself about Lin Xian. Why didn't the two people call each other and care about each other?

Xiao Aoqing heard Aunt Liu's answer, and his heart sank suddenly, and his steps stopped. Lin Xian...Do you know anything? For the first time, her heart was crossed by panic and fear.

But lies, there will always be a day when they are seen through. Her purpose is not to let Lin Xian realize in her gradual indifference that she did not speak out and refused to leave each other a final decent.

Xiao Wanqing's eyes gradually dimmed again, and his uneasiness gradually calmed down. This is sooner or later, isn't it? It was just a little earlier than she thought.

But after all, it must be reacted, what must be known, envy, so smart, she will understand her silent rejection.

She must be very sad and sad, and maybe cry. But she will always meet more interesting people after this, have a better tomorrow, and will always forget the childish love now.

She finally looked down and whispered to Aunt Liu: "It's okay, there's nothing to say. It's just..."

"Auntie, please help me take care of her a little more." The last sentence, softly, seemed to be extremely affectionate and helpless sincere, and I heard Aunt Liu's inexplicable hair numbness, and more and more felt that her employer was related to her niece Suddenly far and near, extraordinary.

Xiao Wanqing hung up the phone and looked up at the blazing sun in the clear blue sky, dizzy.

Is the sun shining brighter, the more dazzling the light, the more can not look up, not look directly.

Inaccessible.

She turned around helplessly, avoiding the scorching sun, entered the building, went straight to the tall building, and warned herself over and over again in her heart: Just end like this, end the ambiguity that began silently and ended silently, now , No argument, no quarrel, after many years, no pain or itching.

Lin Xian, you must understand.

However, when I stepped into the magazine, the front desk smiled with a smile, but ruthlessly broke the last fluke in her heart, tearing off the last calm disguise on her face: "Editor, your niece came to you, waiting for you in the parlor ."

Subconsciously, Xiao Yunqing moved his footsteps, and wanted to turn around and leave here, to escape from this reunion that was destined not to be peaceful after a farewell.

But a few seconds later, her footsteps lifted up, and finally, she slowly relaxed.

Where else can she escape? The girl is more persistent and braver than she thought. How long can she escape?

If it is not destined to end peacefully as she wishes, then long pain is worse than short pain.

Xiao Yunqing clenched his hands on his side, and then slowly let go. She looked up and smiled at the front desk with a decent smile, and said warmly: "Okay, thank you for taking her over, I'll find her."

She stepped into the door, turned her head, and saw from a distance, in the transparent glass window of the reception room, the girl sat with her head in the thin back sitting alone.

No matter how much psychological construction, when I saw this person in my heart, it fell apart. Xiao Yunqing's heart burst into tears, and tears would flood his eyes uncontrollably. She looked up and took a deep breath, blinking her eyes vigorously, forcing her tears back,

She straightened her waist and lowered her head, looking at the front and face, and slowly put on a quiet and cold face, without a smile. Like bidding farewell to her beloved lover and going to the frontline battlefield of nine deaths, she step by step, like stepping on her broken heart, stepping towards her girl.

The thick wooden door was gently buckled twice, and then the sound of the door being pushed opened. Immediately Lin Xian stood up and turned to look out the door.

At the door, the woman she was thinking about day and night, thinking about it, just holding the door handle like that, staring at her silently without saying a word. She has always been a pair of black eyes that are gentle as water, and at this moment it is so deep that she can't distinguish emotions.

Lin Xian was full of grievances, anger and irritations. In his heart, he wrote countless abdomen drafts and wanted to question her for farewell and deliberate deception. But all the dissatisfaction disappeared when she saw the gentle face that made her miss. There seemed to be a thousand words, but the mouth first soured, and finally opened his mouth, leaving only a half of a crying, impassive grievance and complaint: "Aunt Xiao, you didn't tell me you are back."

Xiao Wanqing closed the door and leaned against the door, a gesture of indifference that Lin Xian had never seen before. Her eyes fell on the coffee table in front of Lin Xian, her lips opened, her voice was obviously cold and disappointed: "Lin Xian, I thought you would understand."

Lin Xian saw her but could not help softening her heart. With her ruthless words, she could not help but feel aggrieved and unwilling to get cold. She gritted her teeth and pressed down her urge to cry, choked her throat, and asked Xiao Wanqing: "What do I need to know?" She stared at Xiao Wanqing, her eyes burning like she was going to burn her: "You have nothing." Say, how can I understand?"

Xiao Yuanqing dared not look directly at Lin Xian, fearing that he would be soft-hearted and would not be able to support the disguise. She hung her snow-white neck, her hair covered her expression, and her voice was cold and clear: "Well, I'll make it clear. Lin Xian, go back, we won't meet again in the future."

Lin Xian's expression finally finally got colder. Her eyes are still a little red, her big eyes full of smiles on weekdays, gradually filled with cold and sharp, like unbelievable, she asked Xiao Wanqing lowly: "So, this is the answer to me after you come back ?"

Xiao Wanqing didn't speak in silence, she couldn't bear to look at Lin Xian's red eyes and heartbroken expression. She couldn't hold it anymore, and she said harsh words, okay, she turned around and grabbed the door handle to try to escape. Unpredictable, as soon as she had a strong hand, she gripped her wrist tightly. As if she was so frightened that she escaped, Lin Xianli said that Xiao Wanqing felt that her bones were hurting.

The girl called her name, which was very different from the first innocence. This time, she called so low and calm: "Xiao Wanqing, you look at me." She grabbed her hand vigorously and forced Xiao Wanqing to turn around, staring at Xiao Wanqing without knowing when it was red. Eyes, the words clanking: "If you want to reject me, let me speak upright and clear. Tell you, Xiao Yunqing, I..."

Xiao Wanqing murmured, like that night, to stop interrupting her: "Lin Xian, must it be so? You said it, we really can't go back anymore." Her tone made Lin Xian felt like he was doing an unreasonable stupid thing.

Lin Xian's eyebrows were full of coldness, and a ridiculous smile was drawn from the corner of his lips, and he smiled and brought out tears: "Where do I go back? Aunt Xiao? Back to the roles of gentle aunt and devious niece Let’s play a filial piety of mother and daughter?” She took a breath and her voice was trembling slightly: “I never wanted to stay in that position. I tell you, Xiao Wanqing.”

"I like you." She stared at the woman with the same red eyes but the same stubbornness, and finally shouted the words that whispered to her in my heart countless times: "Xiao Yunqing, I love you... "With tears out of her words, her tears couldn't be restrained anymore, and large drops overflowed from her eyes, falling to the heartache.

Xiao Wanqing felt that his heart was already in pain and he had no more consciousness. She gritted her teeth, put on the most indifferent expression in her life, and asked Lin Xian with disapproval: "Lin Xian, how old are you, do you really know what love is?" She clenched her fists and her palms were pierced with nails There was bloodshot eyes, but she was a little unconscious: "Lin Xian, I don't want to, and I don't want to, accompany you to play this youth game. Don't embarrass me, okay?" .

Her indifference and cruelty finally stabbed Lin Xian completely. Her arm pulled Xiao Wanqing hard and pulled Xiao Wanqing a few steps, almost fell on her: "In your eyes, is my love a game of adolescence? Because I am young, I don’t deserve it. Do you love someone?"

She stared at Xiao Wanqing, her long lashes still hung with tender tears, but her expression was so fierce that she gritted her teeth: "Xiao Yunqing, when you were young, didn't you really love someone? Was it just your game? "Why can she be so brave to others when she was young, but not brave a little for her, even if only a little." She is not as good as the irresponsible coward.

Xiao Yunqing opened his eyes, his chest undulated violently, and for a long time, he squeezed out of his throat with difficulty: "I loved it, so I regret it. Lin Xian, I don't want you to regret it in the future."

"I'm not you! I'm not you cowards! I never regret making a decision, I love you, I don't regret it, I don't regret it now, I don't regret it in the future, I won't regret it in this life!" Words, there was a sound.

Xiao Yunqing stared at her beloved brave and stubborn little girl, listening to the sincere and fiery oath of the young man ringing in her ears, tears that had been holding back, could not hide, and rolled down.

It turned out that it was such a heartbreaking thing to push away a person I loved.

Lin Xian saw Xiao Wanqing's tears, and felt that her heart was more painful than when she saw her indifference to herself. She raised her hand and removed the little bit of coldness between her eyebrows, and gently wanted to wipe her tears: "Admit it, Xiao Wanqing. Obviously you like me too, why do you have to push me away."

Xiao Yunqing's eyes gleamed with light, looking at her for a moment, but then the next second seemed to be sensible and swiftly pulled back, suddenly took a step back.

Lin Xian's hand stretched out.

Lin Xian couldn't hold his voice anymore, and asked with an angry cry: "Xiao Wanqing, what the **** are you afraid of?"

Suddenly, the voice raised, Xiao Xiaoqing's brain buzzed and hurt. She looked at the girl who was desperately on the verge of runaway in front of her indifferently. She turned her head and saw the colleague who came out after the glass window. She seemed to be attracted by the voice and stretched her neck. Looking around.

Heart is as gray as death.

She struggled to get rid of the hand clenched tightly by Lin Xian and prayed to her: "Lin Xian, you let me go."

Lin Xian confronted her, and under her struggle, she became more and more tight.

Xiao Wanqing finally burst into tears and cried out and asked her: "Lin Xian, look at the people who are looking at us from the outside. What do you want people in the company to think of us? Do you want me to be the company's after-teaser talk?" "

Lin Xian turned his head and swept fiercely at the people who were looking at the gossip. They stared at each other in the air and pretended to be busy. She couldn't help wiping Xiao Taoqing's tears again and again. This time, Xiao Yunqing was unable to hide: "Is it important for others' eyes and how others think of us? Don't care about people, why should we care?"

Xiao Wanqing's tears fell more and more violently.

Lin Xian does not understand, Lin Xian will not understand. Lin Xian is still small, how could she know that those insignificant eyes are the sharpest swords in the world, and have never killed anyone invisible.

In addition to those who do not matter, there are the eyes of those who are important. Murderous heart, those visions, the knife does not see the blood, but the knife is in the heart.

She is too young to understand too many things.

But she is still young, she should not understand. Best, never experience, never understand.

This should not be the way for her beloved girl.

She suppressed her voice and cried a little bit breathlessly. Finally, she was ruthless, and with Lin Xian's gesture of holding one hand, she raised her hands, and pushed forward fiercely towards Lin Xian, Lin Xian, who pushed unpreparedly, stumbled back a few steps and slammed his calf against the coffee table.

Fear of pulling Xiao Wanqing to fall together, Lin Xian unconsciously let go of Xiao Wanqing's hand and fell on the coffee table. The calf bone hurts when he hits the ground.

But it didn't hurt her heart.

Xiao Yunqing regretted the moment he heard the impact, but when she saw Lin Xian desperately looking at her with unbelievable eyes, she restrained herself again. She turned her back and pressed one hand on the back of the sofa, supporting her weak body, and said coldly in a hoarse voice: "Lin Xian, please go. Please."

"Please don't let me hate you." As if bored, Xiao Wanqing's tone makes people feel cold.

The hurtful words, like a sharp arrow from the sky, shot precisely into Lin Xian's heart, killing her a little courage and dead skin. Lin Xian's waist was paralyzed, and his head was hanging down, like a defeated rooster, and he slowly laughed out of tears and laughed in tears. Her final pride finally made her slowly stand up, strode meteorically toward the door, and pulled the door handle, she would grab the door out.

However, after a long time, she still did not open the door to take that step. She still compromised to her heart, abandoned all pride and restraint, and whispered: "We all calm down first. It is not convenient to speak here." After all, she opened the door and ran out quickly.

She ran out of the magazine and wiped her tears while running, sneering and scorning herself in disgust, Lin Xian, your self-esteem, Lin Xian, why are you so cheeky? Lin Xian, everyone said that part, why do you not understand your face so much?

Lin Xian crouched down in the elevator and hugged herself, crying out of breath.

But, I love her...