For The Rest of Our Life

After the school bell rang, everyone went out to find food in groups. Although it was a large class, in a few moments, the people were almost gone. There were only a few people left in the classroom.

Although it has just started soon, no matter whether it is a live student or a day student, they have formed a small group in the two weeks of military training. Lin Xian usually walked with Chen Zhi and Tang Mo together at noon and after school. She was also with them when the military training was full at noon, but she greeted her early. They were together, and her sister would come to her by then.

Lin Xian and Tang Mobai leaned on the table boringly, waiting for Chen Zhi to slowly pack up her schoolbags, and suddenly discovered that Chen Zhi's movement to sort out the textbooks stopped, and his eyes stared straight out the window.

Tang Mo was anxious and stretched out his hand with dissatisfaction, shaking it in front of Chen Zhi's eyes, reminding her: "What are you thinking, grinning, I think a bus has passed."

Chen Zhi turned around, mysteriously raised the chin outside the window, lowered his voice, and explained: "Suddenly saw a big beauty, look..."

When Lin Xian and Chen Zhi heard the words, they turned around accidentally and looked out.

Sure enough, a girl with black hair and long jade standing in the corridor is exquisite and cold, and her eyes are calm and cold. At this time, the girl is looking quietly at the classroom.

"The director of the Student Union Office..." Tang Mo recognized it.

At the same time, Xia Zhijin... Lin Xian sighed in his heart.

Her eyes were on the first few tables, and she sat sighing motionlessly, sighing. Shiman cried to the end of the class and stopped, but for the whole class, she looked depressed and absent-minded, Lin Xian could feel it.

Until Chen Zhi had packed up, the three of them were leaving, leaving the room full of seats when the classroom remained. When Lin Xian passed by, he greeted her: "Full, we're gone, see you tomorrow." After two steps, she turned to look at Xia Zhijin, who was standing outside Shen Jing, remembering the grace of her medicine delivery, I still couldn't bear to add a sentence: "Sister Xue is waiting for you outside..."

Shiman looked at them without looking at them, and returned to her indifferently. It was difficult to discern her mood from the tone of voice: "I know, well, see you tomorrow."

Lin Xian couldn't say anything more, so they followed Chen Zhi and they went away. When passing Xia Zhijin, she politely said, "Sister, I'm going first."

Xia Zhijin looked calm, and looked down at Lin Xian with a low eye, gently nodded: "Goodbye."

Before going downstairs, Lin Xian looked back, Xia Zhijin, still waiting quietly in the same place...

Back home, Xiao Wanqing has returned from get off work and is cooking in the kitchen.

Lin Xian went home and pushed open the door. Hearing the crackling cooking in the kitchen, he felt inexplicable that there was joy in his heart. She changed her shoes and threw the schoolbag on the sofa, then happily ran to the kitchen to find Xiao Wanqing: "Aunt Xiao, I'm back."

Between the words, the slender and beautiful figure appeared in her sight.

Xiao Yunqing turned off the fire, turned around and glanced at Lin Xian, and there was a shallow curvature on her lips. She was a little helpless: "Did you forget the lesson in the morning? What should I do in such a hurry, if I slipped again. "

Lin Xian walked to Xiao Wanqing's side, naturally took over the pot and spatula, and helped Xiao Wanqing get the dishes out. She sideways looked at Xiao Wanqing, her eyebrows curved: "No, there is Aunt Xiao."

Xiao Yunqing couldn't take her: "You..." She took the empty pot and placed it on the star basin. She said warmly, "Wash your hands and prepare to eat. Are you hungry?"

Lin Xian reached out obediently and opened the faucet to wash his hands. She turned her head quietly to see Xiao Wanqing, watching her slightly lower her head, focusing on the calm look of the pot washing, and her mind slightly swayed.

Obviously, it didn't take long for such a day to start, but why did she feel that such a day seemed to have passed for a long, long time, and when she arrived, she was so familiar and dependent on Xiao Wanqing. Scientists say that a habit can be formed in twenty-one days, but Lin Xian feels that before twenty-one days, she is used to it and has Xiao Tianqing’s days, and, hopefully, can continue to do this-turn her head and you can see That gentle smile.

When eating, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing shared today's life according to the convention, and naturally talked about the quarrel between Shiman and Xia Zhijin that they met today.

To repeat the matter again is to sort out the context of the matter again. Lin Xian took a sip of soup, licked her lips, and then sighed with emotion: "Their sisters don't seem to feel the same as ordinary sisters."

Xiao Wanqing's expression was consistent and peaceful, but the water eyes that looked at Lin Xian flickered slightly, hesitating a moment before responding to Lin Xian said: "The time is full, Xia Zhijin is not her sister..."

Lin Xian's tone was light, "Hey," he was a little surprised to ask Xiao Wanqing: "Isn't that arrogant? Just like...just like you said'Lin Xian, I will never be better with you again'..." "After she finished speaking, she seemed to think of the scene at that time, but she couldn't help but laughed again. She was overjoyed and out of control.

Xiao Wanqing gave Lin Xian Bu Sheng Tang a move, and suddenly there was a blush on her white and warm cheeks. She put Tang Shenghao and put it gently in front of Lin Xian, and asked Lin Xian lightly: "Are you afraid of itching?"

Lin Xian narrowed his smile, looked up at Xiao Wanqing, and nodded.

Xiao Yunqing's brows were soft, her lips light, and she looked at Lin Xian's eyes with a sly smile: "Would you like to try it too, very happy, enjoyable, and want to laugh?" She leaned forward slightly, as if she would get up and pounce on Lin Xian.

Lin Xian smelled a thick and dangerous breath from her tone, and was frightened. She immediately crossed her hands and covered her waist. She fell first without a fight, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "I don't want, I'm wrong, Aunt Xiao ...You let me go..."

Xiao Wanqing looked at her cute look of panic, and she had a long-lost joy, spreading from the bottom of her heart. She sat back again, and there was an obvious smile in her voice: "Don't tease you anymore. Eat quickly, take a shower after eating, I'll show you, tomorrow night's menu, see if you want to eat anything Is missing."

Lin Xian escaped with a sigh of relief, "I'm fine, Aunt Xiao, I love what you do. You don't need to spend so much money on Zhouzhang."

Xiao Wanqing was smiling, and Livor shallowly, looking seriously: "I want it." She said: "Although you don't like to eat, I still bought a box of mooncakes. Mid-autumn festival without mooncakes, I always feel that something is missing. You will see if you want to eat it later, I bought it with a unique taste. This is the first festival you envy your coming to our house, or the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is certainly worth celebrating. This is the first In the future, there will be a second and a third..." She didn't tell Lin Xian that this was the first festival she had seriously prepared for the first time after her parents left.

Her voice was warm, and her tone contained a little anticipation, a little fascinating, like a pair of delicate little hands, gently touching Lin Xian's heart. Lin Xian glanced into Xiao Wanqing's eyes, as if inside, saw the twinkling starlight. She unconsciously softened her eyes and responded to her, "Okay, let's..."

However, when Lin Xian came out of the shower, in the dimly lit living room, when she ran into Xiao Wanqing again and looked at her eyes, I didn’t know if it was her illusion. , Dimmed lonely...

Xiao Yunqing smiled slightly at her, pointed at the moon cake gift box that had been opened on the table casually, and greeted her over: "Come and try the taste of moon cakes." During the speech, she began to unpack the moon cakes one by one.

Lin Xian rubbed her hair, sitting on the sofa next to Xiao Wanqing with some doubt: "Do you eat now? What about tomorrow?"

Xiao Yunqing's men kept moving, and she just smiled and explained: "Your mother called when you just took a shower. She explained that your grandparents are going to your house for the Mid-Autumn Festival. After school tomorrow, she goes directly The school picks you up.” She slowly cut a small piece of moon cake, handed it to Lin Xian's mouth with a fork, and said briskly: “Try the taste and guess what the filling is.”

Lin Xian couldn't lighten up at all. Her eyes stared closely at Xiao Wanqing, mechanically opened her mouth and took a bite of the moon cake Xiao Xiaoqing handed to her mouth, feeling sad and uncomfortable. She looked at Xiao Wanqing's smiling face as usual, and her heart seemed to be painfully, dullly, not very sharp, not very painful, but a kind of, dull and unclear where it was.

She clearly remembered the glory in Xiao Yunqing's eyes when she talked about the holiday together tomorrow. She was obviously looking forward to it.

After the death of her parents, has she been living alone, alone in these cruel festivals where everyone is reunited?

She quickly swallowed the moon cakes, too late to taste what the filling was like, and hurriedly confessed: "I won't go back, I will stay with you for the holidays." She agreed to her, and she gave it. She was expecting.

Xiao Yunqing froze for a moment, and then there was a gentle smile spreading under his eyes. She reached out and gently scraped Lin Xian's nose, disgusting her, "What nonsense do you say?"

"The first time you left home for so long, they should miss you. Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin also came to see you specifically. Haven't you seen them for a long time?"

Lin Xian's grandparents taught in a college far away from Lin Xian's parents in his early years, so the two generations lived in two places year round. Later, when they retired, they were accustomed to the leisure life of their couple, and they did not move in to live together. It was only on weekends or holidays. Lin Zhan would drive his wife and children to see the two elderly people.

Hearing Xiao Wanqing mentioned "Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin", Lin Xian was at a loss for a while.

Since these days, although she has been shouting Xiao Wanqing "Aunt Xiao" in her mouth, in her heart, she actually did not regard Xiao Wanqing as a real elder, as a person of her mother's generation.

It turned out that there was still a difference in seniority between them... Lin Xian didn't know why, and he became more and more lost, and felt even more uncomfortable.

She looked at Xiao Wanqing with a steady eye, and suggested with hope and faint entreaty: "Aunt Xiao, will you also go to my house, will we have a holiday together?"

Xiao Wanqing just smiled faintly and shook his head jokingly, "No, oh, you see, we bought so many vegetables yesterday. If I don't eat tomorrow, it should be broken."

Lin Xian bit her lip, she wanted to say that with a refrigerator, it wouldn't be so easy to break. However, the words circled around the tip of the tongue. After all, he didn't say anything and forced Xiao Wanqing.

She should know that Xiao Wanqing was unwilling to go back to the sad area of ​​the North District. In these years, Zhou Qin has not tried to invite Xiao Wanqing to the house for the New Year, but without exception, Xiao Wanqing refused.

She thought, maybe in addition to not wanting to get involved in the sadness, maybe Xiao Wanqing was not willing to taste her loneliness more deeply as an outsider in such a lively atmosphere of family joy.

In the end, Lin Xian could only bow his head, staring closely at the moon cake that had been cut and missing a corner, like watching his broken heart, whispering sadly: "Sorry..."

Xiao Wanqing's eyes closed, her lips seemingly absent-minded, she reached out and gently rubbed the girl's hair, sighing softly: "Fool, what's wrong with you..."

She was wrong.

Why is it so easy to forget, why should we have extravagant expectations?

The anticipation was not given to her by Lin Xian, but by her own extravagance. So, disappointed and sad now, what's wrong with Lin Xian?

What's wrong is to believe easily and greedily embrace the self I am looking forward to.