For The Rest of Our Life

Lin Xian's chopping and then upset disrupted Xiao Wanqing's plan. Although Lin Xian repeatedly said that Zhou Qin would not mind, Xiao Yunqing insisted on returning home with her first, after taking a shower and changing into clean clothes. Depart for the Southern District. Fortunately, they got up early, and the cemetery is in the middle of the north and south districts, and the return time is not too long, so when Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian reached the door of Lin Zhan’s house, the sun had just moved to the south, just before lunch. .

Since she moved to the North District more than ten years ago, this is the third time Xiao Wanqing has stepped into the community where Lin Xian's parents are. The first two times, she came alone Xiao Xiao. For the first time, she was a little lucky with self-consolation in fear, and for the second time, she was carrying the thin courage of strong dress in despair. This time, for the third time, she and Lin Xian held hands, but in addition to the suppressed faint expectation, it was more irrepressible anxiety and tension.

They walked into the elevator one after the other. Xiao Wanqing put down the gift in his hand and raised his hand to press the floor button. She stretched out her white index finger and just pressed the floor on the button. Lin Xian reached out and clutched her finger, staring at her, and asked, "Panpan, is your hand shaking?"

Xiao Wanqing raised his eyes and bumped into the girl's concerned eyes, quickly moved his eyes away, and his eyes fell on the delicately packed New Year's goods on the ground. She naturally withdrew the finger held by Lin Xian, lifted the gift, managed to smile, and denied, "I don't have it."

Lin Xian's delicate brows frowned slightly, clasping the hands that Xiao Wanqing held with her, feeling the heat and humidity in her hands, and painfully pierced her disguise: "You also sweat a lot in your palms. Panpan, you Very nervous, right?"

Xiao Wanqing was seen through, and Tingxiu's body stiffened unnaturally. After a two-second pause, she sighed and leaned close to Lin Xian, leaning on her body intimately, leaning on her half softly and confessing softly with some embarrassment: "Yes, envy, I am very nervous."

In those years, Zhou Qin's stern words to her were like sharp knives, accompanied by her guilt for Zhou Qin and her self-abandonment. In the nightmares that disturbed her at midnight in those years, she repeated. She pierced her, and stabbed her heart and blood.

The woman's gentle and beautiful face is Lin Xian's rare fragility and timid look. Lin Xian lowered his eyes, loosened the thing he was holding, resolutely extended his hand and pressed the floor button of the upper two floors, intending to go out in the middle for another elevator to go downstairs.

She embraced Xiao Wanqing's waist so that she could lean more comfortably on her body, and her tone firmly persuaded her: "Panpan, let's go back. Just like I always told you, seeing them is all about this. No hurry, we will wait until you are really ready."

Lin Xian is a person who has a clear love and hatred. She compares her heart. From the beginning to the end, she feels that if Xiao Panpan has complained about Zhou Qin, it is reasonable to refuse to see her again. Some words, like hot oil spilled out, cannot be recovered. After a long time, the scald is good, but the scary scars are still there, and I am always reminded of what tortures have been imposed on you.

Being scolded, humiliated, forced to leave helplessly, and wandering alone for many years, the bitterness and bitterness of it, even if Xiao Wanqing talked to her, she would avoid it and take it lightly, and then understate it, Lin Xian also listened like a knife, unable to relieve her. What's more, Xiao Panpan experienced as a party?

In dealing with her parents, Lin Xian never wanted to force Xiao Wanqing, but Xiao Yuanqing has always been very considerate to her. Xiao Panpan offered to come to visit his parents the next day. Lin Xian knew that Xiao Panpan loved her, so she loved the house and Wuwu, so she didn't want to make her embarrassed.

However, she was also reluctant to let Xiao Panpan have any reluctance and grievances.

"Don’t worry, I’ll call them and tell them that I have a temporary job so I can’t come." She wasn’t the child in the past. She knew that the same thing was different between people because of the relationship between them. What people do will make the other person feel differently subtle. Therefore, she thoughtfully helped Xiao Wanqing to find a reason for the cover.

The elevator door "Dingdong" opened, and Lin Xianmingyan's face was a gentle smile, holding Xiao Wanqing's hand to coax her: "Let's go, change the elevator next door downstairs."

Xiao Wanqing stood still in a fixed position, and a long fold line was drawn in the air by their hands. She bent her lips to stare at Lin Xian, her eyes soft and tender, and shook her head firmly. "Envy, come in, let's go up."

Lin Xian raised her eyebrows and confronted her in silence.

Xiao Yunqing rarely shakes their hand childishly, half-coaxing and half-coquettishly saying, "Obey..."

Lin Xianxin suddenly softened into one piece, his brows spread open, and there was a little smile in his eyes. But she still stood in the middle of the elevator door, one foot outside the elevator and one foot inside the elevator, stubbornly unwilling to move.

Xiao Wanqing’s eyes were watery, his lips were pursed, and his smile narrowed, Wen Wen said earnestly: "Envy, trust me, I am really ready."

She dropped her long eyelashes and was silent for two seconds. She frankly analyzed herself: "Envy, don't worry, don't worry too much. I have never resented your mother. In my heart, she is always my respect and respect Sister, I always remember the kindness and kindness she once gave me."

Her eyes were faintly nostalgic, and her voice became softer and softer: "I always remember that when my parents went to kindergarten, my parents didn't have time to pick me up. Time came from the high school to pick me up, ignoring the smirk of the classmates and the teacher’s surprise, holding me in her arms after listening to the last class of each time, and then putting me on her high bicycle bar during school On the way, I whispered warmly all the way to coax me to take me home; I always remembered that when she went home to take me out for the first time after going to college, to protect me who didn’t pay attention to the road and was knocked down by a motorcycle, hug As I rolled a few times on the ground, I was unharmed, but she wiped her elbows and legs, and in the end, she only lied to her gentlely because she was worried that I would be blamed by her parents. Yes, I was taught by an adult. I even remember that when my parents died unexpectedly, she and Wen Tong helped me take care of things later and gave me help when I was the most helpless. Everyone I’m not completely rational, and I also have a tolerance that I can’t tolerate. Why did I hurt her? I admit that I felt hurt and wronged, but I never resented it. I understand her and understand her. ."

"I'm just a little scared to face her, or to say, the scars that really happened between me and her and the rift between me and her."

Xiao Yunqing bit her lip, looked at Lin Xian, smiled lightly self-deprecatingly, and honestly faced herself: "Envy, I lived to this age, I started to introspect, and began to learn to be honest with myself. It seems that people will always have Some of my own inferiority, and my biggest problem is that I always try to escape the cruel reality that scares me to face, this is the cowardice I hide under all the fear. Like, I once escaped back to the South , Later... I escaped back to Anjiang City, and then later, I was once afraid to face your mother. Maybe I seem to be mature and steady, but in fact, I am timid than anyone. But since I met you, everything It's different. After meeting you, I can gradually face all the failures and pains I have experienced in the past, and I began to learn to face them, reflect on myself, and then let go of them. I began to slowly understand that sometimes, scaring me It’s not what I’m afraid of facing, but my fear itself. If you let it go, there will be no end, just like the long time spent in the past. When faced, it is not as terrible as I imagined, nor am I what I imagined So unbearable. No matter how the sky is overcast and the rain is heavy, as long as I am alive, as long as I dare to go and wait, there will always be a sunny day. Envy, this is the courage you gave me to bring My hope and freshman."

"So, don't distress me or indulge me, this is spoiling." The woman's tone was a joke, her eyebrows slightly bent, and she smiled softly. With a little effort on her hand, Lin Xian kept staring at her, shaking her footsteps and retracting the foot across the elevator door.

Xiao Wanqing really looks different. She is still so soft and beautiful, but the fragility and melancholy that once wrapped around her eyebrows have transformed into charming strength and open-mindedness. Her wisdom, calmness, gentleness and elegance, which had been deposited after going through thousands of sails through the world, made Lin Xian lively and enchanted. She was persuaded by Xiao Wanqing unconsciously and obediently followed him back to her.

The elevator clanged and finally closed again. Xiao Yunqing hugged Lin Xian from behind, gently hugged her, and said softly and affectionately: "Lin Xian, you are my best preparation."

Lin Xian's eyes were wet, his nose was sour, and his heart was sour. How can Xiao Panpan be so stupid, so sweet, so good. She turned back and hugged Xiao Wanqing, rubbed childishly on her shoulders, her eyes were watery, and her mute voice pleaded: "Xiao Panpan, remember, you don’t have to do anything for me. , This is not my intention to love you. And as long as you think, you feel a good decision, I will unconditionally support you."

Xiao Yunqing rubbed her forehead with her lower jaw, and said warmly, "I remember." She lifted Lin Xian's chin, rubbed her thumb gently, bit her lip, and teased somewhat shyly: "Now , Seeing my mother-in-law is what I want to do. You have to support me."

Lin Xian burst into tears and laughed, even remembering the famous point. She lay on Xiao Yuanqing's shoulder and couldn't help but chuckled lowly.

However, within a few seconds, the elevator door “dingdong” opened again. This time, Xiao Yunqing and Lin Xian adjusted their emotions and walked out calmly, holding hands.

Around the corner, but just a few steps to the door of Lin Zhan's house. Lin Xian did not ring the doorbell and took the key straight from his pocket and reached into the keyhole.

However, she still had time to turn, and the door suddenly clicked and opened automatically from the inside.

Lin Xian's hand still maintained the posture of holding the key, his head looked at Xiao Wanqing and looked at each other.

Xiao Yuanqing's heartbeat became more and more rapid as the security door opened wider and wider, until Zhou Qin's calm face appeared in her sight, and her heartbeat suddenly eased inexplicably. .

Inside the door, Zhou Qin stood by the door holding the door handle, and Lin Zhan stood a little later in her position. The two seemed to be waiting here for a long time. The eyes of the two of them fell on Xiao Yunqing standing next to Lin Xian, almost instantaneously; outside the door, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing stood side by side, blinking their eyes in unison, and squeezing nervously. lip.

Years seem to be particularly forgiving towards Xiao Wanqing. Lin Zhan and Zhou Qin feel that Xiao Wanqing never changes. Time has never been willing to leave traces on her, but instead makes her temperament more restrained and elegant. Now Lin Xian stood with her, and faded the youth and youth of the young people, and brought the young people's right maturity and vitality. In appearance, they had become a perfect match with Xiao Wanqing.

The air seemed to freeze.

"Mom and dad, we're here, so you've been waiting for a long time." Lin Xian silently sideways covered a little of her parents' eyes and looked at Xiao Wanqing, reminding him while pulling the key. She handed over the things to Lin Zhan and complained: "Daddy, please come on. I hope Panpan will bring you the specialty from Yiping, but I will die."

With such a casual tone, Zhou Qin has not heard from Lin Xian's mouth for many years. Hearing the words, her hand on the doorknob closed slightly, and her eyes darkened.

Lin Zhan also reacted. He went to the gossip house and said, "The road has been closed in recent years, and the road has started to be renovated. Haven't you encountered a traffic jam?" Something, while pretending to be displeased, said: "Xiaohua, come here, what to do with so many things?" The tone is kind, as if there has been no quarrel between them, and it has not been common for many years.

Xiao Wanqing looked at Lin Zhan’s familiar kindness and relaxed, and smiled and replied: "There is nothing valuable, just want you to try the new." As she said, she plucked up the courage to sneak a peek and kept standing Zhou Qin, who didn't say a word at the door, didn't expect that Zhou Qin's eyes had always been locked on her body without moving away. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wanqing's eyes collided with her.

Zhou Qin is more than half a year old. In the end, his years are not forgiving, and he looks much older than his memory, and he is also more restrained and peaceful than his memory. Xiao Yunqing felt a bit distressed, and did not want to panic to avoid staring at it. She froze with her, opened her mouth, and had not thought about what to say. Zhou Qin lowered her eyes and reached out to help take away the gift in her hand. Quietly said: "Come on first."

The warm-hearted woman's thin cocoon's hand overlaid Xiao Wan's pale white catkins, and naturally touched her, and then helped her to share most of the weight lightly. Xiao Wanqing looked down at their joined hands and couldn't help but tremble.

"You haven't eaten yet? The lunch is almost ready, but the noodles may be too early to cook, so it's not cooked, so you go to the living room and wait for a while." Zhou Qin closed the door and explained lightly as he walked in. Road.

"Then don't bother, just eat the prepared lunch, and the noodles don't need to be cooked." Lin Xian pulled out a pair of blue cotton mops from the shoe cabinet and sent them to Xiao Wanqing intimately, jokingly said: "Normally I wear it, don't you dislike me?" The other slippers are for the guests. I don't know how many people's feet have been worn. Lin Xian doesn't want Xiao Wanqing to do it.

In front of Lin Xian's parents, Lin Xian was so considerate, Xiao Wanqing was a little embarrassed. Lin Zhan looked at her smiling smile and heartfelt unseen in her daughter's eyes for many years, gradually reassuring. Children and grandchildren have their own grandchildren, Lin Xian is so big, he can't control her, he doesn't want to control her, only hope she can have a happy life.

He stooped down and took a brand new pair of cotton from the corner of the shoe cabinet and handed it to Lin Xian's hand, explaining: "Wear this for Xiaoyun. Your mother knows that you are coming here today. I bought it specially two days ago."

"As for the noodles, they are not for you. What are your opinions?" Lin Zhan teased her daughter. "Xiaohua, the noodles are cooked for you. Qin Qin said that this is the gift of our Anjiang city, you must eat it." Lin Zhan said to Xiaowanqing meaningfully.

In the etiquette of Anjiang City, for the first time, children formally bring their relatives to the house. The family must cook the noodles to entertain each other to show courtesy and value.

Xiao Wanqing's expression was lifted, and his eyes fell to Zhou Qin, who leaned over in the living room and carefully placed the gifts. It seemed that he didn't care about their conversation, biting his lip, and his throat gradually became astringent. The mist of water appeared in her eyes, and she solemnly promised: "I will finish it."