For The Rest of Our Life

Xiao Wanqing called Lin Xian two more times, and without exception, Lin Xian was in the first time dialing, and simply hung up neatly. Xiao Wanqing put down his phone depressively and leaned back weakly against the back of the sofa, feeling exhausted.

She didn't know for a moment whether she should be sad and happy for the girl she likes to know too much about her, or whether she should be distracted by the girl's excessively intelligent persecution.

She did not know how Lin Xian guessed that she lived in Wen Tong, but she knew that Lin Xian was not giving her the opportunity to deny it. She decided that as long as she didn't receive the news that she was leaving, she would come downstairs to pick her up.

She grasped the blanket unconsciously, and reason warned her, Xiao Wanqing, you can't give in. She closed her eyes and looked back clearly, how she was falling back step by step in the concession, and walked to this field today.

What if she went to see her? The problems that lie between them cannot be solved by words. She and her are impossible.

impossible. Xiao Yunqing murmured to himself, as if talking to his heart.

It was just one more time, forcing herself to say something insincere, stabbing her and stabbing herself. Xiao Wanqing's face was pale.

But in the end, she sighed tiredly for a long time, and then closed the notebook placed on her legs, grabbed the phone, lifted the blanket, and got off the sofa.

The sky was completely dark, and the day was always cloudy, and it was so gloomy at the moment that it didn't know when it would rain. Lin Xian, a girl, just stood stubbornly outside the community, how could she Maybe willing, how can I feel relieved?

Xiao Yuanqing closed the door and entered the elevator. The world seemed to be hers alone. She looked at the red numbers that shimmered and diminished, and in her heart, it seemed as if heaven and man were at war. In the moment when I stepped out of the building, I wanted to see the desire to torture her beloved girl day and night, and finally seemed to have broken through the cage, pressed down all her reason, and urged her to take a step in the air. The slender high heels stepped awkwardly on the slender high-heeled road of the no one's community.

Lin Xian cried the day she left from the reception room. She longed to hug her from behind and told her not to cry or go.

On the day when the recharged text messages kept pouring in, she was eager to throw away everything and hold the one sincere heart, telling her that I could not pretend, I surrendered.

Lin Xian didn't know how much she thought and how much she didn't love her.

She didn't know, how much she wanted to love her.

A thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and one after another, the ears were screaming, like a demented person who could not distinguish dreams from true nights in the wake of the dark night. With a bang, it burst into Xiao Yunqing's chaotic mind.

Under the thunder, the high-heeled shoes hit the ground with a crisp sound, a little bit slower, and finally disappeared completely. Xiao Yun's bright and bright eyes gradually dimmed, and the corner of his mouth was a sober, wry smile.

She leaned against the wall of the building in decay, and even felt tired after breathing. After a long absence, she stared blankly and dialed Xia Zhijin's phone.

She asked her: "Zhi Jin, do me a favor, OK, help me take Lin Xian back. Please, you..." The last four words were actually vaguely crying.

It was as if she broke the girl's collapse that day and calmed her tenderly. This time, the girl returned to her tenderness, regardless of the reason, and thoughtfully tolerated her vulnerability.

She promised her: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Lin Xian stood quietly at the door of the community, his expression calm, and stared at the empty avenue in the community with anticipation, looking forward to the next second, or the next second, that the shadow of dreams could appear in her eyes. .

She confirmed with the guard before calling.

The doorman refused to let her in. She described it to the doorman, who recently lived in, tall and thin, with very white skin, light chestnut long curly hair, and a very graceful and graceful woman who was her aunt, she was Come to her. She knew that her aunt Xiao was the kind of unforgettable woman.

Although the guard was later a routine, let her call the owner to pick it up, but at the moment she described it, the guard suddenly realized that she suddenly saw that Xiao Yunqing had indeed lived here recently.

But time passed by one minute and one second. The painful back heel and calf started standing painful again after standing for a long time yesterday. Xiao Wanqing still did not appear in front of her.

In the end, she didn’t wait for Xiao Wanqing, but the roaring car and an unexpected person,

Xia Zhijin stopped the car and appeared beside her, looking at Lin Xian's somber face, his face was cold and compassionate: "Aunt Xiao, let me pick you up."

Lin Xian was sad and disappointed to the extreme, but instead smiled. She took the corner of her lips, turned around, leaned against the wall weakly, and asked Xia Zhijin with a smile: "What if I refuse to go?"

Xia Zhijin narrowed his eyes, and Wen Sheng explained: "I'm sorry, Lin Xian. Trusted, loyal. I don't know what happened to you, I heard... Aunt Xiao, the voice of special collapse, so ,I'm coming."

Lin Xianwen was so distressed that she burst into tears uncontrollably. She didn't open her face, quickly wiped the water mark, and returned to Xia Zhijin with a cold voice: "Sister Jin, I am also very collapsed now, can you forgive me?"

Xia Zhijin bit her lip and said softly: "Then I will wait with you." The voice just dropped, and she added lightly again: "I have a high fever today, and she is waiting for me at home by herself. Originally she I also wanted to come and was pressed by me." This is true. If it were not Lin Xian or Xiao Wanqing, she would not be full when she left at this time.

Lin Xian gnawed his teeth, and looked at Xia Zhijin's eyes, as if there was ice to shoot. Xia Zhijin looked at her quietly, her eyes deep and deep.

After a long time, Lin Xian finally squeezed out a compromise from her throat: "Let's go." She turned around and walked to Xia Zhijin's car, her straight waist was gradually sloping, suddenly, as if the strength of the whole body was taken away , A trance of wind can blow down.

Xia Zhijin also looked sad, sour. She turned around and took a deep look at the darkness of the community, sighed and followed her into the car.

On the way back, the air was terribly quiet. I don't know how far away it was. The sky was raining. At first, it was just drizzle. In the thunder and lightning, a little bit turned into a downpour.

Xia Zhijin saw through the car mirror that Lin Xian, who had kept his head hanging down on the back seat, said he couldn't bear it, and said: "Aunt Xiao, I'm afraid you will get rain when I wait, so let me pick you up of."

Lin Xian smiled bitterly and replied lowly: "I know."

Those who clearly planned to leave her ruthlessly, but still care about her life, obviously hurt her people ruthlessly in the previous sentence, but still couldn't help telling her to let her go home early in the next sentence. Why doesn't she know?

It was too much to know how to make her willing to let her go, how to miss her, how to make it...sorry.

Xia Zhijin was not a nosy person, but she looked at Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing as if she saw herself and Shiman at that time. Just like Shiman, I might never know what I experienced, what I suffered, Lin Xian, maybe I will never understand what Aunt Xiao is afraid of and resist.

She felt unbearable.

The two people in love seem not to be on the same channel.

People who are naturally brave will not understand the pain of those who look ahead and look back. In the eyes of Shi Man and Lin Xian, all the difficulties that overwhelmed her and Xiao Wanqing's breathlessness were probably overcome if they could open their minds. They may not even understand that all the yoke of ideology is voluntarily put on by them. Obviously, just take it off.

After a long silence, Xia Zhijin looked at the wipers that repeatedly boring left and right, and persuaded Lin Xian lowly: "Lin Xian, please give her a little more time."

Lin Xian laughed softly, "I didn't give her time? I want to give her time. I also want to use a more mature method." She laughed more than crying. "But I give her time. She won’t use this time to walk towards me slowly, only use this time to leave me more cleanly."

"I took ninety-nine steps towards her, but she refused to take one step towards me. But it's okay. I'll walk full of these 100 steps. She doesn't need to do anything. Just stand and don't move, don't struggle, let I’ll just hug her well, so she won’t do it. Sister Jin, I can’t help it. Can I just watch her leave me?” The girl couldn’t sustain her final dignity In Xia Zhijin's car, he covered his face and wept.

Xia Zhijin clenched the steering wheel tightly, his throat choked, and he couldn't say a word.

When Lin Xian returned home, the rain had stopped and the tears on her face had dried up. She didn't deliberately hide her red eyes from crying, facing Aunt Liu's eyes from the sofa, raised her head, and displayed them generously in front of her eyes. Then, ignoring her consternation, she said feebly to her: "Aunt Liu, I'm so tired, don't ask me anything."

She went back to the room to get the changed clothes, and then went straight to the bathroom. She first washed her face carefully and brushed her teeth. Then she turned on the shower and let the cold cold water wet her whole body.

At the end of April, it was warm and cold at first glance, and cold water sprayed out of the ground for a moment, Lin Xian shivered coldly. She gritted her teeth and finished the bath in cold water. Afterwards, she did not dry her body, pulled the bath towel, wrapped her upper and lower body, and left the bathroom wetly and returned to the bedroom.

For the first time since Xiao Yunqing was away from home, she rarely unlocked the door.

Taking out the air conditioner remote control that had been resting for half a year from the bedside drawer, Lin Xian looked at it for a long time and smiled sadly.

Aunt Xiao made up her mind not to see her, and decided to go.

What can she do?

She had nothing, except for the full love, only the last few remaining lonely.

She raised her hand, faced the air conditioner, and pressed the start button.

I don't know how long after that, the water on her body slowly dried in the cold temperature. Lin Xian shuddered, shaking his upper and lower teeth, put on his underwear and pajamas, and then curled up on the bed.

Unconsciously, she slowly lost consciousness...

When I was conscious again, it was a middle-aged female voice who exclaimed in her ear: "God! How did you turn on the air conditioner."

She opened her eyes and saw Aunt Liu's panicked face dangling in front of her eyes, erratic. She was just about to speak, but felt a severe colic in her belly, and her chest seemed to be churning, feeling uncomfortable. She seemed to feel a little bit, propped herself up hard, turned over, pulled the trash can, opened her mouth, and vomited in a dark sky.

Aunt Liu was terrified. She touched Lin Xian's cold body and looked at her obviously burning red eyes. Immediately, she took off the coat that Lin Xian hung in a panic and eagerly said: "Hurry up, you have to go to the hospital..."

Lin Xian turned back and lay prostrate on the bed, pulling his throat dryly like a anger, and wordlessly asked, "I will not go, I will wait for her to come back."

Her head was heavy, her body was weak and weak, but she was conscious. After that sentence, she listened to Aunt Liu's anxious persuasion and kept silent. He refused to go to the hospital and would not take medicine.

Finally, she heard Xiao Wanqing's beautiful and pleasant voice, which came from Aunt Liu's mobile phone in her ear, panic: "Envy, you are obedient, go to the hospital first, I will really come afterwards."

"I'm waiting for you." Lin Xian insisted hoarsely, and he could hardly cough twice while speaking.

The woman’s beautiful voice suddenly broke into a heart-breaking cry, begging her with a choked voice: "Envy, don’t make trouble, please, don’t worry me so much..."

Lin Xianping recovered from the gasping after coughing, distressed and comforted her softly: "I'm sorry, it's okay, don't be afraid. Drive slower, pay attention to safety."

After all, she stubbornly hung up the phone.

She handed her mobile phone to Aunt Liu, who was stupefied with a thermometer and holding warm water. Her voice was hoarse, but with a smile, and she apologized to her tiredly and calmly: "Sorry, Aunt Liu, I have a little conflict with my aunt. This kind of thing may happen frequently in the future, you have to take more care."

Aunt Liu looked at the young **** the bed with a weak smile, shaking her hand holding the glass, and she was agitated.

The author has something to say: Aunt Liu: I'm scared and I can't afford it. I can't go yet. (Lin Xian deliberately said to scare Aunt Liu away. She would toss one last time, and if she couldn’t, she would have no strength. People’s courage is always limited.)