For The Rest of Our Life

On Sunday morning, Lin Xian woke up very early, but he never got up. She stared blankly out of the window and at the dawn of Chenguang, seeing the blazing sun all the time.

Aunt Liu is knocking on the door again.

Lin Xian scratched his head helplessly, got up and opened the door, washed her as she wanted, ate some breakfast, and returned to the room.

She sat at the desk, opened the book, pulled out the pen and paper, and wanted to calm down to complete the assignment of probability theory that was required for class on Monday. But, in his ear, he still haunted Xiao Wanqing's sobbing voice: "Lin Xian, don't make trouble, let me catch my breath..."

The heart seems to be tied with a dense steel needle.

There is no complete skin.

She thought grievously, did she really chase too tightly? Aunt Xiao, are you tired? That was not her original intention.

What she has now is nothing but Xiao Wanqing's unwillingness to accept and unwillingness to admire herself. So she was scared. She was afraid that once she stepped back, even the only little bit would be unable to grasp and disappear.

The ink-colored fountain pen water remained on the white paper for a long period of time because the pen nib stayed still for too long. Lin Xian recovered from his contemplation and raised his pen, only to find out that he didn't know when the paper was full of Xiao Wanqing's name.

Word by word is more mad than word by word, like the absurd dreams she has forgotten to forget when she wakes up.

For a long while, her index finger and thumb pinched the pen barrel tightly, softening her eyes, biting her lip, and stroking again and again, on the paper, these three large characters were gently depicted on the paper, each stroke was more restrained, A stroke is more convergent than a stroke.

She persuaded herself: Lin Xian, give Aunt Xiao a little more time, not to force her. Don't force her.

Despite her panic, she was mad and uneasy.

Lin Xian's fingertips rubbed the ink characters over the paper, as if rubbing Xiao Wanqing's warm face. She leaned down, lowered her head, and attached her cheek to the paper with nostalgia, and her bright eyes were filled with water-like tenderness.

The person in the world who wants you the most is me.

You can only bully me. Relying on me, I like you so much.

Lin Xianli smiled bitterly.

She tore off the paper, folded it carefully, put it in her notebook, and then opened a brand new page, ready to calm down and start writing.

This is actually an extremely difficult thing for her now. She couldn't keep her mind, but she couldn't turn her thoughts. Even looking at the numbers and arrangement of papers, her feelings could gradually drift. All her pursuits of Aunt Xiao, how to optimize the arrangement, how to make Aunt Xiao Being with her became the most probable event.

A homework that she could complete in more than half an hour on weekdays, she had barely completed it from before lunch and before dinner.

She just put the pen in the pen cap, and the phone placed next to the book vibrated. Caller ID is Zhou Qin's call.

Zhou Qin seems to be cooking, turning on the speaker, and the background sound is a bit noisy. When he connected the phone, he randomly asked her: "Did you eat? Have you got a cold?"

Lin Xian froze for a moment before thinking of a cold. She chuckled softly and lied a little awkwardly: "I haven't eaten yet, the cold is gone, it's okay, don't worry."

Zhou Qin added some water to the pot, hesitated for a while, and asked Lin Xian for advice: "How about that Aunt Liu getting along for a long time? Does the food taste like your appetite? Xiaoyun doesn't know when to come back, we were originally in trouble. Others, now I have to trouble others to ask for nanny for us, my mother thinks this is not a problem. Envy, if you are going to stay halfway now, do you think you can adapt?"

Lin Xian grabbed the hand of the pen and shook it, but did not answer Zhou Qin for a moment.

Zhou Qin saw that Lin Xian did not answer, and it was estimated that her daughter should not be very happy, so she continued to explain to Lin Xian patiently: "It is mainly because your aunt Xiao and I have greeted her. She may be out of home for a long time next semester. .Even if you continue to live half a semester now, you will need accommodation next semester, and you will have to adapt sooner or later."

Lin Xian heard that the only warmth in his eyes suddenly dissipated. The heart seemed to be twitched and twitched abruptly in a moment. She was so painful in her hand that she grasped the pen with a clatter, and suddenly disconnected from the middle. The ink stained her hand.

"Mom, you just said that Aunt Xiao is going to be transferred out for a long time next semester?" She was clearly panicked, and the wet piece in her hand was as cold as blood flowing in her heart. But her voice calmed down a little calmly.

"Yeah, hasn't your Aunt Xiao mentioned it to you? It's strange to say, Xiaoyun hasn't had the opportunity to be promoted in other years, but she hasn't always wanted to leave Anjiang, she refused. This year, I don’t know if it’s because your Aunt Wen went out at the beginning of the year, what feeling she brought to her, and made her change her mind..."

Hearing the words "Aunt Wen", Lin Xian suddenly blessed his soul like an indoctrination, and his eyes widened at once. She pressed the anxious mood in her heart, like gossip and homely, and deliberately opened the topic and asked Zhou Qin: "Speaking, Mom, is Aunt Wen's family in that garden, I found that I have a classmate Seems to live there too, don't know if it's near?"

Zhou Qin was busy with the matter at hand, and answered her without thinking: "Is Zhongyu Garden? Too far away, and their community is completely closed. They have to register, and the owner agrees to go in, so I went there two or three times. The impression is quite large. Which building do your classmates live in?" She tried the taste of the fish that was about to be released. The reaction came over and asked Lin Xian: "What do you ask? What's the matter? Pull it away, you answer first Me, what do you think about accommodation?"

Lin Xian vaguely remembered that Wen Tong had kindly invited himself to play at home before, mentioning what garden he lived in. She wanted to ask from her mother's mouth which specific floor and which floor she lives in, but when she heard Zhou Qin said the community was completely closed and she could not enter without the consent of the owner, she knew that it was useless to ask.

She narrowed her eyes and stared deeply at the broken pen. After a while, she threw the pen into the trash bin neatly, stood up, and took a trace of the color of the ink in her hand. Back to Zhou Qindao: "I don't stay, and Aunt Xiao will come back in a few days. You don't need a babysitter. Mom, don't think about it."

"You also know?"

Lin Xian lifted the schoolbag from the chair, slung it on one shoulder, opened the door and walked out and replied: "I know, Mom and I have something to do now, hang it first." After all, she looked up and heard the sound from the kitchen. Aunt Liu, who came out and asked where she was going, knew: "Auntie, I don't have dinner anymore. I might be back later in the evening."

"Eh? Envy, you..." Aunt Liu opened her mouth and finally silenced helplessly.

Xiao Wanqing told her to let her take care of Lin Xian more, and let her pay more attention to Lin Xian's work and rest. But if people don't cooperate, what can she do? She is just a nanny.

I just didn't expect that this child looks beautiful and kind, and his temperament is really...to say nothing, it's very good.

Aunt Liu sighed long.

Lin Xian got out of the elevator and ran quickly towards the outside of the community. She stood at the intersection, saw the taxi, and reached out to swing. She was unwilling to delay for a moment. She just wanted to appear in front of Xiao Wanqing immediately and hugged her tightly, not letting her have a chance to escape.

She should have guessed that Aunt Xiao should live in Wen Tong's house. Why is she so stupid?

Aunt Xiao cared about the eyes of the people in the company like that, it would be impossible to live in the small compartment of the company for a long time, and it was intriguing. There are still two or three months to go before the holiday. Such a long time, it is not realistic to stay in a hotel. Not to mention if there is a friend who has such trust and can stay for a long time, just saying that Aunt Xiao is not willing to trouble others' personality, it is impossible to disturb others for a long time. Only short-term rental and Wen Tong's are possible.

Wen Tong is so close to Aunt Xiao, and is away from home on a business trip. Aunt Xiao does not bother to stay. Moreover, Wen Tong also asked Aunt Xiao to help her take care of the flowers and run a sports car when she has time. Aunt Xiao now lives in Wen Tong's house, which is most likely.

As night fell, the Chinese lanterns first came on, during the peak hours of urban roads, taxis were in a lot not far from Zhong Yu Garden, and traffic jams occurred.

Lin Xian looked at the long car ahead and could not wait for a moment. She paid the full amount of money, opened the door directly and got off the car, stepped on the hustle and bustle of the horn, passed one car after another with red tail lights flashing, and ran hurriedly in the night.

She worked hard. She tried to understand Xiao Wanqing. She thought about giving her more time.

However, reality hit her in the face and told her not to.

Aunt Xiao really wants to go, really wants to leave.

How can she retreat? Where can she go back? How dare she retreat?

In a small Anjiang city, she did not want to see her, and she was almost unable to find her. If she really left, the world is so big, and there are so many people, where can she find her?

She was afraid that she wouldn't catch her, and as soon as she turned around, Xiao Wanqing was really gone.

She can't retreat, she can't afford to lose

In the living room of Wen Tong’s house, there was only a dim light, a woman with a slender figure, her white neck hanging down, a blanket on her legs, leaning on the sofa bed.

She didn't know how to explain to Wen Tong that she would live in her house for a long time. So she only said half of the story and told Wen Tong that occasionally she was late to work and socialized, and went back too far and would stay at her house. Although Wen Tong showed a great warm welcome, she still felt that such a deceptive stay was too much when the owner was not at home. Therefore, she kept Wen Tong's house as she walked to the greatest extent. She bought new blankets and pillows. Every day, she just slept on the sofa in Wen Tong's living room after get off work.

At this moment, she held the phone in one hand and placed it near her ear, with the tip of her finger, moving gently on the touchpad of the notebook placed on her leg. The display screen shows the recruitment information of Nagasawa City.

Wen Tong asked her in her ear: "How did you suddenly ask me how is Nagasawa?"

Xiao Wanqing narrowed his eyes and reluctantly smiled, then replied: "Considering whether to try another environment and start again. Think about it, at this age, I don't seem to have really left here."

Wen Tong's tone was undoubtedly a smile, teasing her: "You honestly told me, did you not look back at me for so long, suddenly feel lonely, think about it, it is good to come to me?"

Xiao Wanqing's sliding fingertips paused, his eyes darkened, admitted half, and said softly: "I think it's good to find you."

She wanted to leave, not because of loneliness. However, I wanted to go to Nagasawa City because Wen Tong was there. In fact, there is no home, leaving a place where you can live for a long time, wherever you go, it is the same. The same anxiety, the same fear, the same wandering. But there is Wen Tong in Nagasawa, and at least thinking of this will make her feel at ease.

She wants to leave Anjiang. She couldn't wait to form a magazine branch, she wanted to leave.

Lin Xian, is more persistent than she thought, or, likes her more than she thought. She skipped a class for her now, skipped a meal, and wandered out once in the middle of the night. What about in the future? After she continued to refuse to see her and not accept her, how many unreasonable things would she do for her?

She can't, shouldn't, nor allow herself to stay like this, and continue to affect Lin Xian's life.

Wen Tong heard her admit that the deep eyes were full of smiles. She had all kinds of tenderness in her chest, and finally, it only turned into a low sentence: "Actually, I can go back."

Xiao Wanqing was immersed in his emotions, did not hear Wen Tong's unusual tone and the deep meaning in her words, Gu Zi interrupted this topic: "I think about it again, the company actually has to go and wants to go there Negotiate. You should not have heard me say this first."

Wen Tongdun felt his tenderness seemed to be paid to a pile of wood, and the frustration was born. She lost her mood and secretly took a breath, and then said a few words to Xiao Wanqing, and hung up the phone in an escape fashion.

Xiao Wanqing didn't think much. Just after hanging up the phone, almost a second later, the phone vibrated again.

She looked at the laptop screen and thought Wen Tong had just hung up the phone and remembered that something forgot to say, and called again.

One did not pay attention, and connected the phone smoothly. After Yu Guang scanned the notes displayed on the screen, her heart twitched. The girl was deeply in her mind, haunting her midnight dream from time to time, touching the heart A disturbing voice has already softly sounded in her ears: "Aunt Xiao, I am outside Aunt Wen's community, will you come down to pick me up?"

Xiao Yuanqing's heart tightened, and he just wanted to hold on to himself, refused coldly, and hung up as soon as he could.

Xiao Yuanqing's five fingers placed on the touchpad were slowly clenched, his mind was chaotic, and finally he slid the screen and dialed back.

Three seconds after dialing, Lin Xian again hung up her phone without hesitation.

Xiao Yuanqing locked her eyebrows tightly, bit her lip, and felt distressed and annoyed.

The author has something to say: Lin Xian: Aunt Xiao finally called me and I had to hang up. It hurts here, Aunt Xiao will make compensation later!