Saving The Villain Boy

Before evening, the twilight has been weighed down by the fine rain.

The morning light will not disappear, and the damp water vapor will soak in the silent air little by little. There was no light on in the living room, and the thick shadows of the trees were rubbed into a mess by Xia Feng, shrouding them in total darkness.

The frivolous breath moved the hair that fell on her shoulders, spreading aimlessly across Yan Qiwei's earlobes and back of the neck, leaving a touch of ambiguous warmth wherever she passed, making her shudder slightly, and she felt weak.

The palms covering her back strongly supported her limp body, Liang Xiao's slight effort, she leaned forward and fell firmly into his arms.

——This hug is completely reversed, and Yan Qiwei has become the passive one instead.

Closer, she could clearly feel the youth's rapid and heavy heartbeat, knocking in her chest again and again.

The breath was close at hand by the ears, and the wind swept across the thick branches and leaves in front of the window, and the sound of brushing and pulling seemed to be a bit ambiguous, which made her heart itchy.

This hug is crazy but pious.

He tried his best to restrain, but it was still difficult to suppress the surging heart. He could only carefully and forcefully confine Yan Qiwei in his arms. It seemed that once she let go, she would leave silently.

Memories of the past lingered in my mind.

Liang Xiao remembered the long ramp that walked with her, the birthday present that lit up his whole teenage years, those formal and gentle smiles and hugs.

I also remembered that rainy night many years ago, the girl's sobbing faintly, the smell of rust spreading in the humid air, and the endless curses like an indestructible cage, reappearing in the nightmare every night.

What he wouldn't tell Yan Qiwei was that during the years when she lost her, the unconscious young man struggled through **** every night.

The disease, which was already close to recovery, made a comeback with a more violent momentum due to the accident. Liang Xiao had to live in a nursing home for a long time, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations lingered in his mind like ghosts, and the unstoppable mania made him feel like a madman.

The irony is that the teenager saw so many bizarre illusions during the onset of his illness. The vicious adoptive parents, the rural teachers who once gave him favors, and even so many faces that he had never met before, have never been able to see the little girl in his heart. Girl-she must not want to see him again, after all, Liang Wei's death was due to him in the final analysis.

But whenever he was bitten by intense pain, Liang Xiao would still involuntarily remember the last words she said to him.

"We will definitely meet in the future. Liang Xiao, wait for me."

At that time, the idea of ​​imaginative freedom gradually took shape.

The Liang Wei he knew was completely different from her in the past, in terms of personality, hobbies and even all life habits. Maybe, just maybe, the soul lurking in her body was not the one before, but another person who didn't know where it came from.

One day, they will really meet again in the unknown future as she said.

This is a madman's idea, and Liang Xiao is indeed an out-and-out madman.

She asked him to wait, and he really lived through the difficult days and waited alone for so many years.

Just for a vain word.

The person in his arms closed his eyes quietly at some point and fell asleep.

The heartbeat finally calmed down at this moment, and Liang Xiao's wrists pressed hard to hold her tighter.

Soft and small, the waist is as soft as boneless, like a pool of cool hydration in the heart.

He lowered his head, raised the corners of his lips in a fragrant milky fragrance, and dropped an unknown kiss between Yan Qiwei's neck.

Seeing Liang Xiao as a teenager again, Yan Qiwei feels very complicated.

She secretly liked him for so long, and finally confirmed each other's hearts, but he didn't know it a few years ago.

It's like facing a piece of sweet pastry that clearly belongs to me, but I can't take it anymore.

It's really uncomfortable.

The life of high school students is nothing more than study, study and study, and the division of arts and sciences in the second year of high school has increased the difficulty of the topic and academic pressure. Everyone was overwhelmed by the heavy burden, and there was no time left to think about it.

Liang Xiao's grades have risen steadily at an incredible rate, and can now remain in the top three of the grade without any pressure. His outstanding grades, gentle and introverted personality, coupled with a fair and innocent appearance, made fans of fans and sisters sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Yan Qiwei looked at a group of boys who folded their hands in front of him, praying to God and worshiping the Buddha, and couldn't help laughing and joking: "You are here to worship Liang Xiao as a Bodhisattva. According to national policy, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he is not allowed to become elite. No matter how strong it is, it will not protect you."

"You don't understand!" Zheng Zeyu, headed by him, said plausibly, "The domineering spirit is contagious. Sincerity is the spirit. As long as we are willing to pay attention to worship, we will definitely be able to get a little bit of European spirit."

The other classmates roared and said, "God is here, begging for rain and dew!"

"Look at poor me! If I fail the exam, I will go home and accept mixed doubles."

Liang Xiao smiled helplessly: "Instead of asking for God, it's better to take advantage of this time to do a math finale. I have summarized the solutions to several functional problems. Do you want to see it?

Next was a pack of wolves rushing for food.

Yan Qiwei laughed at this stalk until after school, she was so happy, she also learned their appearance, closed her hands and lowered her head: "Great God Liang Xiao, please bless me for this exam."

Before she finished her words, there was a warm and soft touch on the top of her head.

——Liang Xiao smiled and put his palm on her head, and said seriously like a preacher: "The great God Liang Xiao said, he will definitely bless you."

"Really?" She didn't expect Liang Xiao to respond to this joke with a pleasant smile, "What about the others?"

He answered without hesitation: "They didn't."

At the end, he smiled and added: "All my good luck is for you."

Too, my wife is too cute.

Long live the great **** Liang Xiao!

Today, Uncle Chen has to deal with personal affairs, and there is no way to come to the school to pick them up. Liang Qi and Chen Jiayi's wife are so busy with work, and there is no free time.

The bus was overcrowded, like the airtight canned sardines, which directly dispelled the idea of ​​taking the bus; taxis are difficult to wait in the suburbs, so I think it will take a lot of time.

Liang Xiao had accidentally confided that she could ride a bicycle. On a whim, Yan Qiwei suggested renting a bicycle to go home-as night fell, the setting sun, young girls riding on the same bicycle, the same is happening in the movie.

She is really a little clever.

A few years ago, shared bicycles had not yet been developed, and there were many rental shops at the entrance of the school. They were lowering their heads to select, and suddenly they heard a soft cry from a short distance: "Classmate Liang Xiao."

Yan Qiwei heard the words and looked at her voice.

A slender girl stood under the street tree, with a single ponytail gently brushing the back of her neck, and a broken street lamp was reflected in her dark apricot eyes, and her delicate features were more gentle and feminine.

Behind her stood two snickering female classmates, seeming to urge something in a low voice.

Seeing them turning around at the same time, the girl blushed: "You, hello! My name is Tian Tian and I am a student in Class I... Well, I have liked you for a long time. If you don't mind, can you exchange contact information? "

Wow.

Yan Qiwei raised her gaze, and quietly glanced at the expression of the young man beside her.

She originally thought he would flush with this sudden confession, but she didn't know why, Liang Xiao just frowned and her thin lips tightened.

After a few years, President Liang was indifferent and alienated. It turned out that his expressionless rejection of girls was an innate talent of Liang Xiao.

He categorically said: "Sorry."

"Why? Because of learning..."

"No." Liang Xiao clenched his fists subconsciously, and raised his half-closed eyes again, in a slightly nervous tone, "I have someone I like, I'm sorry."

Tian Tian looked frustrated, his face was pale, and his gaze passed over Yan Qiwei, the crowd eating melons, and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, it's me who is abrupt. You have to go after the girl you like."

Liang Xiao: "Okay. Come on for the monthly exam."

There is no comfort at all, this is too pure and refined.

He deserves to have no girlfriend in his twenties.

"Classmate Liang Xiao." Yan Qiwei laughed and teased him after a few girls left in a hurry. "I really didn't expect you to be a young boy with a new love. Which lucky girl can win the favor of our Liang Xiao? "

He didn't say a word, don't turn his face to cover up his suddenly flushed cheeks: "Go home, it's getting dark."

awkward.

She clasped her hands behind her back, followed Liang Xiao's footsteps briskly, and poked the boy's red earlobe badly.

The latter became stiff, and it took a long time before he sighed and said solemnly: "Don't make trouble."

The original owner had never learned to ride a bicycle, which happened to be in line with Yan Qiwei's intentions. He sat in the back seat of the car with an expression full of "I won't be reasonable".

This is the first time she has done such a trivial heroine. She was so excited that she couldn't help but hear Liang Xiao whispering in a hesitant tone: "Remember to hold tight and don't fall down."

Yan Qiwei coughed: "Where to hold?"

Help, she is like a middle-aged wretched uncle who molested the heroine in the little yellow mosquito, but this feeling is not too bad.

He paused, and seemed to have taken a lot of courage before he continued: "...me."

So Yan Qiwei obediently embraced Liang Xiao from behind.

Compared with the malnutrition when he first saw him, although he is still slender today, he is already much healthier. The boy's figure is not strong and strong. With a thin layer of fabric, he can vaguely feel his tight and warm waist.

He was so nervous, his whole body was stretched into a straight line.

When the bicycle started to speed, the oncoming wind picked up her hair and clothes, and Yan Qiwei couldn't help but let out a chuckle. The girl's crisp voice was like a string of bells, falling into the rampant night breeze.

"But having said that, I thought you would blush when you were confessed." She looked at the surrounding buildings that were rewinding quickly like a movie, and unconsciously hugged him tighter. "You are obviously such a shy person. "

Liang Xiao's voice was vague: "I don't feel nervous facing everyone."

"Then you are embarrassed because of whom?" Yan Qiwei pretended to think, "——The one you like?"

This was just a joke, and I didn't expect Liang Xiao to respond "um".

She kept asking, "Liang Xiao, who do you like in the end?"

The forward speed gradually slowed down, and the squally wind became gentle and gentle.

Then Liang Xiao parked his bicycle by the side of the road, and the street lights dragged the shadow of them close.

He didn't make a sound, but hung his head, holding the palm of Yan Qiwei's right hand that was wrapped around her waist with very slow movements, and moved it up.

Moved to his heart.

The heartbeat was so violent that he was about to break free from the restraints of his chest, fast, like a violent drum.

About five seconds later, Liang Xiao put her hand down again and took a deep breath: "Sit down."

Yan Qiwei blinked blankly, because she was slightly stunned by the short movement just now.

There seemed to be a violent collision in the palm of her hand, this strange feeling flowed through the body along the blood vessels, and finally stayed in her heart, tapping secretly and continuously.

He—what is he expressing?

Liang Xiao's heartbeat was fast.

Maybe, maybe, maybe, he wanted to tell her that he was nervous because of her.

This is answering the question "Who is the person he likes?"

The heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably, and the heat spread from the roots of the ears.

Yan Qiwei wanted to ask him, "Is this a confession?"

But she was still embarrassed after all, just sitting in the back seat of the car without saying a word.

Then gently withdrew his right hand and placed it on his chest.

... His heartbeat was indeed a bit too fast just now.

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