For The Rest of Our Life

It was obviously warm spring, but the night breeze of the wilderness seemed to be extraordinarily cold. Lin Xian's nose started to sore, so cold that he shivered unconsciously.

Her hands still circled Xiao Xiaoqing's body, but her upper body gradually distanced from Xiao Wanqing. She curled her brow, bit her lip, and stared closely at the woman's thin and thin back.

Between heaven and earth, apart from the roaring wind, it seemed that there were only two of them held intimately.

For a while, Lin Xian's voice penetrated the cold wind and asked Xiao Wanqing in a low voice: "Aunt Xiao, if I were just me, just Lin Xian, would you treat me so well?" During the speech, she slowly and slowly He leaned down and put it on Xiao Wanqing's back.

Xiao Yunqing's movement of picking up the chalk line slightly, a sorrow and sorrow gradually enveloped her water-like eyes, deeper than the night.

If, she is just Lin Xian...

From the middle, the chalk was broken by Xiao Yunqing's unconscious force, and fell to the ground, making a few inaudible noises. Xiao Yunqing stared blankly at the poor chalk head, dropped his head to continue the line drawing in his hand, and pulled out a faint smile, and answered Lin Xian casually: "What nonsense, if you are not Lin Xian, how can we know?" ?"

Lin Xian, uncommonly refuses to give way, and stubbornly asked her: "Aunt Xiao, this is just a question of right and wrong."

Xiao Yunqing pushed the wooden ruler seriously and drew the garage line, resisting: "Envy, I never like to do this kind of hypothesis." Her voice was unusually calm and cold, like a winter ice. , Straight into Lin Xian's heart.

Aunt Xiao, after all, do you know that you like her?

Was she unwilling to answer, or was she deliberately evading and did not want to answer?

Is she afraid of giving herself false hope?

Lin Xian felt that she had embraced Xiao Wanqing in such a close manner, but desperately like a gust of wind, her heart was still empty and cold.

Xiao Wanqing seemed to be like, a wind she couldn't catch could drift away at any time.

The confusion, grievances and sadness that have been suppressed for many days suddenly hit the mountains and the sea, and Lin Xian's tears overflowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, wetting Xiao Wanqing's thin shirt.

The wetness behind, like a burning tingling heat, suddenly burned into Xiao Wanqing's heart, and Xiao Wanqing was shocked and painful, and his body froze in an instant.

She slightly broke away from Lin Xian's arms and turned around, her eyes filled with complex and obscure emotions, staring at the girl's sad face with confusion and depression.

Tears burst out utterly and uncontrollably. Lin Xian didn't have a solution at this moment. She didn't want Xiao Wanqing to see it at all. She didn't dare to let Xiao Yunqing notice it. She stood up in a hurry, wiped her tears in panic, and cried and laughed in awkward explanation to Xiao Wanqing: "I don't know why I thought it would be impossible to realize Aunt Xiao if I wasn't Lin Xian. "" She pulled a smile that was more heartbreaking than crying, and continued to forcefully say: "Aunt Xiao, don't look at me anymore. It's embarrassing. I sometimes have low tears. I used to pretend to be cool. Dare to look at and move China with others."

Xiao Yunqing looked at this in her heart. After accepting that she liked her, she secretly promised to do her best to let her always show her smiling face and always bright face. I felt that there was a blunt knife in my heart. An inch of blood throbbed back and forth.

After all, the doubtful seed began to take root. She can no longer, and is not allowed to deceive others, to cover her ears and steal bells.

The person she likes may also like her.

What two happy feelings, two wishful thinking, what a happy thing should have been.

However, she was not happy at all, not at all happy, and not at all responding.

Lin Xian is still young, she should have the obligation to protect her, to teach her, but she actually hurt her subconsciously, misled her, and even induced her.

Just like, when an adult uncle and niece get along with each other, they should keep a proper distance. When she is an adult woman with a sexual orientation as a woman, she has no self-knowledge when she gets along with Lin Xian, who is immature.

This is her fault.

She should be ashamed, she should blame herself, she should be guilty.

How dare she have a trace of shameless joy?

How sad.

She wanted Lin Xian to walk smoothly on the Kangzhuang Avenue she should have walked as usual, and to embrace the vast and bright life she should have. She is willing to help her to overcome all obstacles.

But it turned out that she might be the biggest stumbling block?

Pain flashed in her eyes, and finally stood up following Lin Xian. She squeezed her five fingers tightly and stretched it out again, extending her hand, with a soft and deep smile, gently touching the girl's wet cheek and gently helping the girl wipe her tears.

As usual, she seemed to be unaware of Lin Xian’s anomaly, and she believed that her crappy explanation was true and sneered at her: "Fool, it’s just a matter of fact."

She wiped away Lin Xian's tears, watching her still wet eyes, her tremor gently shaking. She warmly teased Lin Xian: "We already know, don't we? The people who are good at writing are so sentimental? Little writer?"

Lin Xian stared nervously at Xiao Wanqing, at her usual soft look, at the woman she could not see through, as if for the rest of her life.

Aunt Xiao, believe it? Aunt Xiao, in fact did not find her abnormal, did not find her feelings?

Xiao Wanqing didn't seem to know her thoughts at all. She was afraid of Lin Xian's embarrassment. She deliberately stopped mentioning Lin Xian's sudden crying and diverted Lin Xian's attention and greeted her: "Xian Xian, since you are down, then help me pull the tape measure, let me try Can you draw a straight line directly against the tape measure." The voice was gentle and the tone was as calm as ever.

Lin Xian walked obediently across from her, squatted down, pressed the tape measure with one hand, and looked, but always locked on Xiao Yunqing who was working seriously not far away.

Suddenly she recalled Xiao Wanqing sent her to school after the first meeting. On the way back, she sat in Xiao Wanqing's car and watched her smile with cool eyes and smiled with the person on the phone.

But now, Xiao Wanqing is still the calm sea, but quietly set off his own waves.

I still haven't, and become the one who can see the dark surge.

For more than an hour later, Lin Xian found the garage line that Xiao Wanqing had worked hard to help her. With the help and guidance of Xiao Wanqing, he found the most comfortable seat distance for stepping on the clutch and slowly mastered the right angle. The stepping point of turning and the fine adjustment of left and right width are quite fruitful.

As it happened, when I was almost ready to go home, there was a dull thunder in the dark night sky, and then, it was the raindrops that pattered and fell down.

Lin Xian changed to the co-pilot seat, reluctantly looking from the rearview mirror under the wash of the rain, and gradually lost the trace of the garage line, and inexplicably sad. It seemed that I was watching something important in my heart cruelly disappearing, but it was irreversible.

Weak and frustrated.

Back at home, Lin Xian came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and took the underwear and other clothes to be washed off in the bathroom to the balcony.

Xiao Wanqing was wearing a nightgown with scattered wet hair, lazily leaning on the lounge chair of the balcony, listening to the wind and rain.

Seeing Lin Xian coming out, she turned her head and smiled softly at Lin Xian, softer and softer than the spring rain outside the balcony.

Lin Xian hung out her underwear, put her jacket into a bucket specially for dirty clothes, and was just about to sit down and listen to the rain chat with Xiao Yunqing. Xiao Yunqing suddenly asked her, "Envy, remember you always wanted to Are you watching horror movies?"

Lin Xian nodded without thinking. What she remembered was that she later saw Xiao Wanqing really disliked this type of film, and she never wanted to force Xiao Wanqing to watch it with her again.

Xiao Yun’s eyes flashed, and he looked at the misty rain outside the window, and some eagerly proposed: "Today you said, there is wind and rain, lightning and thunder, the best atmosphere for watching horror movies. Do you want to watch it together? ?"

Lin Xian surprised and said: "Is it a horror movie?" She looked at Xiao Wanqing incredulously, and her voice was unconsciously cheerful and laughed, jokingly said: "Aunt Xiao, do you dare to watch? Do you really want to watch? Are you scared?" The further you go, the worse your laughter will be, and the tone will be a little bit cheaper than usual when playing with friends.

Xiao Yunqing scowled her eyebrows and bit her lip. She was so embarrassed that Lin Xian said: "It's fine if you don't look."

Lin Xian jumped up immediately and responded briskly: "Look, I'll pick a film, Aunt Xiao, don't leave for a while." She ran into the living room, leaving Xiao Wanqing alone on the balcony, watching silently She carefully selected the figure. Her eyes gradually became depressed and reluctant.

Lin Xian picked a disc with the most terrifying and exciting cover, and asked Xiao Wanqing aloud: "Aunt Xiao, are you watching in the living room?"

Xiao Yunqing got up from the recliner, straddled the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, and stood beside the window frame. He touched the messy hair, bent his lips, and said softly: "I can also put it in the bedroom. Where do you like to watch?"

Lin Xian's eyes suddenly brightened, and the corners of her mouth couldn't be concealed. She carefully tested: "So, can that be in Aunt Xiao's bedroom? It seems more comfortable to lie half in bed."

Xiao Yunqing bent his eyebrows, leaned over and picked up the disc that Lin Xian picked out from the coffee table, and went to the bedroom first. Wen Sheng asked back: "What's wrong, let's go."

Lin Xian noticed sharply that Xiao Wanqing pinched the small corner of the disc with only two fingers, without looking at the cover, as if afraid.

This scared and brave look is too cute! Lin Xian was pleased by Xiao Wanqing's small appearance, completely forgetting the depression and sadness in the past few days, full of joy and love.

The two got into the same bed quilt and leaned side by side on the back of the bed, starting Lin Xian's long-awaited watching horror movie together.

After the screen began to appear, Xiao Wanqing's attention was completely focused on the screen, and Lin Xian's attention was completely focused on Xiao Wanqing's body. She saw Xiao Xiaoqing staring closely at the screen, and her beautiful brows had never been released. She bit her lip and grasped the quilt lightly with her five fingers, obviously a tangled and pitiful look that she was afraid and wanted to see.

Predicting that the first **** picture was about to appear, Lin Xian turned his head subconsciously to look at Xiao Wanqing. Sure enough, Xiao Wanqing shook his body at the moment when the picture appeared, and he quickly raised his hands in a panic and covered his eyes. After a few seconds, she moved away timidly, and then quickly covered it again. Obviously, he couldn't do it, but he didn't make any alarm.

It is even more pitiful than Lin Xian's imagination, and it is 1,000 times and 10,000 times cute!

Lin Xian stared at Xiao Wanqing in a blink of an eye, his eyebrows full of tenderness. The heart is soft and messy. It was lightly poked by Xiao Wanqing, like Xiao Wanqing playing the piano on the heart of her marshmallow, poked it down, and slowly bounced back.

Lin Xianqing couldn't help but moved to Xiao Wanqing's side and asked Xiao Wanqing to say: "Aunt Xiao, sit down a little bit."

Xiao Yuanqing put down his hands covering his eyes and glanced doubtfully at Lin Xian. His white face was flushed with embarrassment because of his cowardice in front of the junior. Listening to Lin Xian's words subconsciously, she moved forward a little bit obediently to make room behind her.

Lin Xian pulled out his slender legs from the bed, moved quickly behind Xiao Wanqing, opened his legs, and wrapped Xiao Wanqing's entire body in her legs. His legs, against Xiao Wanqing's legs, fell into the thin quilt.

Like an electric current, they crawled past Xiao Wanqing's limbs and corpses, following their close legs. Xiao Wanqing shuddered all over, feeling that his pores were erected without dissatisfaction.

Lin Xian was unaware, she reached out and gently pulled Xiao Wanqing's shoulders, let her back lean into her arms, and then gently covered her tender hands with Xiao Wanqing's two Above the eyes, thoughtfully said: "There will be terrible pictures in a while, I will cover it for you, and wait for it to disappear, I will let it go again. Do not be afraid.

The girl's soft voice, like a sultry feather, drilled into the cochlea, into her heart, and at once, Xiao Yuanqing numbed her body, her heart beat like a drum.

Amidst the uncontrollable throbbing and the gradually heavy sorrow, Xiao Yunqing dumbly agreed to Lin Xian: "Okay."

Not knowing how long it had passed, Lin Xian bowed her head and wanted to discuss the plot with Xiao Wanqing. Only then did she find that the person in her arms had nestled in front of her chest and slept deeply.

Her long, dense eyelashes curled up like a small fan, and with her breathing, she almost fanned gently. Sleeping, clean and soft like a fairy by mistake.

Lin Xian unconsciously tightened the arms holding Xiao Wanqing, feeling the fullness of her arms, which made her feel like she was embracing the world.

For a while, she turned off the TV and carefully pulled away from behind Xiao Wanqing. Little by little, she gently flattened Xiao Yuanqing's body, helped her adjust a comfortable posture, and covered the quilt.

Then she turned off the light.

With a gentle smile in her mouth, she leaned on the pillow with one hand, staring at the sweet and peaceful sleep of her sweetheart for a long time, and slowly glanced at her picturesque Emei, her pretty nose, and finally, fell on Her moist red lips slightly opened...

Lin Xian's throat shook a little, his lips thin, and he gradually pursed.

Outside the window, there is no moonlight. The bedroom was gray.

The girl's straight spine profile bent slowly and timidly, slowly, approaching an ignorant sleeping beauty.

Her lips finally landed on the red lips that she sorely swelled in her heart.

In the gentle night, Lin Xian could hardly stretch out the tip of her tongue and gently licked Xiao Wanqing's lips. At the moment of soft touch, the eyes sighed with tears to fall.

She stared at Xiao Wanqing with watery eyes, reached out and stroked the curly hair on her forehead, and whispered, "Good night, my little girl."

Lin Xian did not know that after she lay down, Xiao Wanqing's closed eyes, a tear of crystal tears, quickly slipped across her cheeks, not into the temples...

She couldn't hear, Xiao Wanqing gave her an answer in her heart.

If she was just Lin Xian, if they met later.

She will love her.

However, life has no if.

Xiao Wanqing's last luck in his heart was finally broken.