For The Rest of Our Life

The day before the National Day holiday, Zhou Qin went to the school to pick up Lin Xian, and then detoured to Xiao Yunqing’s house, let Lin Xian pack some of the packed laundry and books back, and finally, with Xiao Yunqing, the three had a meal outside After the meal, they dispersed.

After embarking on the European continent, Lin Xian's family of three began to clarify the division of labor. Lin Zhan was responsible for heavy physical tasks such as backpacking and luggage. Zhou Qin was responsible for posing and watching the scenery and other enjoyment matters. Lin Xian was responsible for asking for communication And take pictures. Zhou Qin also famously said that this was an opportunity for Lin Xian to practice speaking and photography. Lin Xianman's brain was full of excitement, but he didn't want to argue with her anymore.

The first stop of the trip is France. When Zhou Qin finally picked up his motherly heart and helped Lin Xian take a few single photos under the Eiffel Tower, Lin Xian gathered around Zhou Qin and looked at the photos in the camera. Yes, I want to show Aunt Xiao.

She took out her phone and handed it to Zhou Qin, begging her: "Mom, you can take two pictures of me with your phone."

While Zhou Qin took her cell phone, she wondered and asked her, "What do you do with your cell phone, the pixels of your cell phone are not high enough, and you will not be as clear as the camera."

Lin Xian smiled and posed while answering her: "I want to upload to the space, it is more convenient to use a mobile phone."

Zhou Qin ridiculed her "vanity and smelly" verbally, and still seriously took two lovely pictures of her. Looking at Lin Xian under the camera, she couldn't help but feel complacent, in the end it was my daughter, beautiful, follow me!

After filming, Lin Xian took the phone and looked at it seriously, feeling that he was still quite satisfied with Zhou Qin's camera technology. She could not wait to open the Internet, clicked on the profile picture of Xiao Wanqing on WeChat, and passed the photo to Xiao Yunqing.

All in all, this was the first time she added a message to Xiao Wanqing. She opened the dialog box and waited for a while, but she did not receive Xiao Wanqing's response.

Zhou Qin saw that she had no movements and urged her to keep up with her voice. Lin Xian had to lock her phone screen with some disappointment and took a few steps to catch up with Lin Zhan and Zhou Qin.

I don’t know, where are Aunt Xiao and Aunt Wen? Have you had a good time... She comforted herself, and it’s normal not to reply. She had just forgotten that there was a time difference between her and Xiao Wanqing. She should be sleeping now in Dongba District of China.

In the evening they found a tavern for dinner. Lin Xian looked at the red wine in the goblet in his parents' hands and remembered Xiao Wanqing again. Unconsciously came to her mind on her first day at Xiao Wanqing's house. They had their first meal together. When Xiao Wanqing toasted, the soft face and elegant charm.

Lin Xian couldn't help but take out the phone again, open the network and check the news.

As she sent out this morning, the page of the conversation was still empty, only her two photos were waiting there alone-Xiao Wanqing did not reply to her.

Lin Xian grunted. Well, it seems that I am very happy with Wen Tong, and I can’t remember looking at my phone at all. She received her cell phone, grabbed the knife and fork, and strengthened her hands. She used her knife to cut the steak back and forth.

More than eleven o'clock in the night, after the night tour in Paris, they returned to the hotel with a family of three. Zhou Qin and Lin Zhanen lovingly embraced his waist and returned to the double room. Lin Xian went to the next room alone.

After a day of shopping, I was really tired. Lin Xian finished her shower, dried her hair, and even had no thoughts of opening the laptop and importing the photos from the camera into the notebook. She was so tired that she just wanted to lie down and sleep well. feel. As soon as the person lay on the bed and dipped the pillow, she fell asleep.

However, despite her exhaustion, she recognized that the bed was still guilty. At more than four o'clock in the morning, Lin Xian woke up without warning, and then he couldn't sleep anymore.

She lay on the bed with her eyes open, looking through the window to the heavy night outside the window, her thoughts diverging. Is the night sky here the same as at home?

She couldn't help thinking of the news that hadn't responded so far, and couldn't help feeling a little itchy. She reached up and picked up the phone on the bedside, unlocked the screen lock, connected to the Internet, and tapped the icon.

She was inexplicably nervous, looking forward.

The dialog box has finally changed!

Below the two pictures, there are several long green dialog boxes-Xiao Wanqing answered her voice.

Lin Xianteng sat up at once, his face filled with a bright smile that she didn't even notice. She couldn't wait to open the first voice, and she heard that Xiao Wanqing's familiar warm and sweet voice sounded in the silence, full of smiles: "Envy, are you tall..."

Lin Xian couldn't help but laughed, "Aunt Xiao's concern was really... She unconsciously lifted the thin quilt out of bed, and fumbled to the table where the bag was not far away, from the side pocket of the backpack. The headset was found in it, and then he returned to bed and connected to the phone.

Once again, she clicked on the voice message and listened to Xiao Wanqing's words, close to her cochlea and passed into the bottom of her heart. Afterwards, she opened Xiao Wanqing's voice messages one by one and listened to Xiao Wanqing telling her that they were already in the ancient city of Lizhou. She told her that it was a little different from what she had imagined, and it was much more prosperous than she thought. Endlessly, some commercialization is too much, but she still likes it.

The angle of Lin Xian's lips is increasing.

However, the second voice message was a little longer than the previous ones. It was more than twenty minutes ago, and the time was much longer than the previous one, which was 60 seconds.

She touched the screen lightly with her fingers, and first heard that there seemed to be a bit of noise around her, and she could still hear a few faint voices. Two or three seconds later, she heard the soft and soothing music in the background, and then, a cold and ethereal, amazing female voice, along the thin headphone cord, drilled into Lin Xian's ear , All the way, scratched into her heart: "Even if there are no cracks in the sky, the brows are still full of clouds..."

Lin Xianping called for less listening to Cantonese songs, but for a moment, he couldn't remember which song it was.

"...Afraid to repeat the tragedy, my hits, the more beautiful things I can't touch..."

Lin Xian stared unconsciously at the darkened screen, and was fascinated by it... Aunt Xiao! Is this Aunt Xiao singing? It's her! is her! Although the timbre is a bit colder and lower than when I talked on weekdays, it is her...

She felt something exploding in her heart, and her mind only echoed repeatedly: Ah, can she still speak Cantonese? She can still sing! She sings well! Ah, why am I not at the scene, ah...

"...Actually, what's the use of me to cherish you again, don't I hold you tight this time, it may not be defeated..."

Lin Xian did not realize that he had completely entered the star-eyed fan model. After listening to the sound, the song suddenly stopped suddenly. Like, the recorder accidentally released the button...

It is the maximum time limit of 60 seconds.

She quickly clicked on the last voice which was only three seconds long, and sure enough, it was not a song.

Lin Xian was crazy. In a foreign country in the middle of the night, she was so excited and sleepless that she could not hear the back. She regretted scratching her ears angrily. Her slender fingers seemed to dance on the screen, quickly responding to Xiao Wanqing, praising her: "Super nice! Aunt Xiao, you sing awesomely, bang bang, but did not hear the back. Why am I not there, crying Haw..."

But after waiting for two minutes, the dialog did not change. She, missed Xiao Xiaoqing again.

Lin Xian clicked on the voice message again, listened again, listened again, again...she leaned back, looking sideways at the night sky outside the window, her lips gradually filled with smiles.

How can she be so good, so gentle, so charming...

Finally, she opened it again with satisfaction. The last voice, which was only two minutes away from the previous one, listened carefully. Xiao Yunqing sent her to her across the ocean with a hoarse and soft voice that was different from usual: " Good night, kids..."

Quietly, she heard, Xiao Wanqing, was she a little drunk? In this way, the amorous feelings... the numbing voice...

Was it Tong Wen's song recorded on the phone? It's Wen Tong, beside her...

She felt like something was wrong in her heart, and suddenly, inexplicably, it didn't work. After a long time, she still pressed the voice button, gently, using the gentleness that she didn't notice, responded to Xiao Wanqing: "Good night, good dream."

In the next few days, Lin Xian would send a voice to Xiao Wanqing's photos every time he went to a place. Xiao Wanqing and her had a time difference. The reply was always delayed for a long time, but every time, there was a response. At first, it was just a voice reply. Later, she began to share photos with Lin Xian, although there was never anyone, only scenery.

But Xiao Wanqing was willing to share with her. Does this mean that Xiao Yuanqing was gradually putting her down, and slowly, she really regarded her as a friend?

Lin Xian felt very satisfied and very happy.

After the end of the holiday, on the evening of the day when he returned to Xiao Wanqing's family, Lin Xian had dinner at home and hurriedly packed his luggage, urging Zhou Qin to leave. Zhou Qin lit up the souvenirs he brought back and asked Lin Xian with confidence: "Have you brought all your books? Don't go to class tomorrow and find that the books are not taken. Scarf and perfume."

Lin Xian opened the door, dissatisfied with Zhou Qin's repeated instructions, and lengthened the voice to respond to her impatiently: "Bring it... Mom, you have said it several times."

Zhou Qin took the car key and carried Xiao Wanqing's souvenir as she went out, and gave Lin Xian a glance: "Who am I for? You do a few things that will let me rest assured to see, who checked out At that time, I almost left my passport on the bed?"

Lin Xian was turned over the old account, immediately counseled, lowered his eyebrows, and dared not to talk back. Zhou Qin made a few more nagging words, only to see her honest, and then let her go.

It was not long before Xiao Xiaoqing came back. The dust was servant and the luggage was sparsely placed in the living room, but the souvenir to be given to Zhou Qin was already separated.

Lin Xian followed the door behind Zhou Qin and saw Xiao Wanqing's first glance, then she stared at her straightly and could not move her eyes. In her mind, she couldn't draw a picture of this gentle and quiet woman, like an extremely well-behaved woman. In such a flamboyant bar, she was drunk and dim, opened her lips, and sang low, what should it look like...

Xiao Wanqing thought that Lin Xian was frightened by her servant appearance. She could not help but touched her cheek and smiled and asked Lin Xian: "Did I tan a lot?"

Lin Xian then recovered, looked at Xiao Wanqing carefully, then shook his head and admitted frankly: "No, there is no tanning at all."

Zhou Qin also smiled and said, "Isn't there any tanning." She remembered the past: "Xiaohuan, you shouldn't be tanning at all. At that time, the graduate students went to the countryside to investigate, Wen Tong was drying like coal, you are nothing. No, my dad wonders if you are lazy and work hard."

Xiao Wanqing thought of Wen Tong’s face when he went to Yanyan Ruotaoli, Guishiheiru Baogong, he couldn’t help but pursed his lips and laughed: "Sister, when you look at her, you know, she... naturalized again Africa is now."

Zhou Qin immediately laughed "hahahaha" with a hearty smile: "It's okay, she didn't always pretend to be black and white quickly."

Xiao Wanqing gave so many gifts to Zhou Qin and Lin Zhan, including a set of wooden souvenirs from Menba, tea, coffee, various cakes, flowers, cakes, ham and so on. Zhou Qin was a little embarrassed and disgusted her: "Are you evacuating all over there? Not afraid of heavy weight, don't Wen Tong despise you?"

Xiao Wanqing's gentle face revealed a bit of grievances, jokingly complained: "She disgusted me and didn't help me. But I think every one is good, I want to bring it back to you for a try ."

Zhou Qin was still moved. He took Xiao Yuanqing's hand and patted it gently: "You have the heart."

Lin Xian saw the stitches and asked Xiao Wanqing with a crooked head: "Aunt Xiao, what about my gift?"

Zhou Qin let go of Xiao Wanqing's hand and gave Lin Xian an eye knife: "How can you ask someone for a gift, you are not ashamed."

Lin Xian took Xiao Wanqing's arm with both hands and shook it, said coquettishly: "That Aunt Xiao is not someone else, and, I know Aunt Xiao must remember me." After she finished, she blinked her eyes wide and watery, Proof: "Yes, Aunt Xiao."

Xiao Yunqing saw that she was tight and her heart was soft and soft, and her eyebrows reached out softly and gently scraped her little nose: "Little smart spirit ghost..."

She walked a few steps to the luggage beside the coffee table, unzipped it, took out a beautiful little box from it, handed it to Lin Xian, and said with a smile: "Open it."

Lin Xian took both hands and gently opened the box. The goal was a beautifully woven black lanyard and a jade pendant underneath, a rounded, white, and perfectly shaped buckle.

Under the influence of Lin Zhan, Zhou Qin studied quite a lot of antique jade, and at a glance, he knew that it was a very beautiful white Hetian white jade. The price was very high, and he immediately said, "No, this is too expensive. Lin Xian cannot accept it. ."

Xiao Wanqing rebutted Zhou Qin with a smile on her face, "Sister, don't talk, I didn't give it to you, I just asked Lin Xian." She took the pendant out of the box and loosened the sling, close to Lin Xian He lifted Lin Xian's long hair and helped Lin Xian put on the pendant. She lowered her head and looked at Lin Xian with watery eyes. Her voice was soft, like a breeze that stroked Lin Xian's heart: "Do you like it?"

Lin Xian lowered her eyes and looked at her slender fingers still on her neck, white and slender, just like this piece of white jade hanging on her chest like this. She raised her eyes and stared at Xiao Wanqing. After a while, her eyebrows were slightly bent, and her eyes were flowing, her eyes like black gemstones, she shone brightly: "I like... I like..."

So, she saw Xiao Wan's green eyes, smile and tenderness, shallowly rippling...

Lin Qin couldn't hear Zhou Qin's resignation anymore. She only knows that she is real, she likes it, she likes it, what Xiao Wanqing sent her, probably, whatever it is...

As long as Xiao Wanqing is happy, as long as she is willing to give, she dare to ask.

The author has something to say: talk about this after many years

Lin Xian exaggerated: Under the witness of my mother, she courageously sent out a token of love. (╮▽≦)/

Zhou Qin regretted it: he didn't want to talk. smile.