For The Rest of Our Life

In the early morning, under the influence of the biological clock, Xiao Wanqing woke up as usual a few minutes earlier than the time when the alarm sounded. She turned her head and saw Lin Xian, who was asleep in the faint morning light, away from her. Heart is long-lost stability.

It feels different from when I woke up with Lin Xian many times before and woke up to see Lin Xian sleeping. Today, she seemed to have lost a little of the anxiety of gains and losses, and had a little more realism and satisfaction. She stared at Lin Xian for a long time, half-lifted her body, supported her elbows, and gently printed a kiss on Lin Xian's forehead. Then she crept down into bed and prepared breakfast for the two.

At noon and lunch break, Xiao Wanqing lay on the folding bed in the middle of the office, preparing to take a nap. But tossing and turning, Lin Xian's every move in the past always appeared in her mind, with a smile, and the words she said to herself last night.

She simply sat up and flicked the scattered hair to her forehead, leaning her back against the wall, thoughtfully. After a while, she clenched her fist slightly, took the cell phone that was set aside, hesitated again and again, or sent a text message to Wen Tong.

She wandered and asked Wen Tong: "Wen Tong, if, if I don't just want to go with Lin Xian for a while now, I am always ready for her to leave at any time, but I want to have her and walk with her for a long time. Is such an idea too greedy?

The moment the coin is thrown, you actually have the answer in your heart. The moment the question came out, Xiao Wanqing knew how much he hoped to get a positive reply.

Wen Tong is currently preparing a plan to adjust the company's framework, and is negotiating to develop new business. He is busy every day. Xiao Wanqing had eaten over there and was ready to take a nap. She had just finished the matter at hand and was ready to take time out for a meal.

She just moved away the takeaway that had been chilled, opened the packaging of disposable chopsticks, and Xiao Yunqing's text message came in. Wen Tong put down his chopsticks and turned to his mobile phone. He looked carefully at Xiao Wanqing's text messages.

Her eyes were dim, and she could not see whether it was joy or sorrow. After a while, she lowered her head and let out a long breath, and there was a slight smile on her lips.

She put her hands on the phone, her fingers fluttered, and returned to Xiao Suqing: "When you are in love, you don't think about the long time with others. Just thinking about when to slip away, is it even more excessive?"

There are no other trusted, trustworthy and reliable people around Xiao Wanqing, so Wen Tong's attitude and opinions are actually very important to her. She waited for Wen Tong's reply with faint anxiety and anxiety. Unexpectedly, she waited for a while, and came to Wen Tong's slightly ridiculous rhetorical question.

But does Wen Tong mean that she does not oppose her idea? The light of Xiao Wanqing's eyes lit up. For a moment, she seemed to think of something extremely worried, and her eyebrows fell again.

"What about Sister Zhou Qin? I'm sorry for her. Wen Tong, am I really doing something terribly wrong?"

Wen Tong has not picked up the chopsticks again, and is seriously waiting for the text message that Xiao Wanqing might send again. As expected, it didn't take long for her phone to vibrate and the screen to turn on again.

Wen Tong frowned, looking at the content of the text message, gently rubbing his thumb unconsciously. Standing in the perspective of Zhou Qin, what Xiao Wanqing did is of course very bad and difficult to accept. It may even make people feel betrayed and deceived, and thus disgusted and annoyed.

But from the perspective of Xiao Wanqing, what's wrong with the relationship between Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian?

Xiao Wanqing just likes a person. Even, the active person is not her.

It's her short-term protection.

Wen Tong narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and deleted and cut for a long time before organizing the language reply Xiao Xiaoqing said: "Sister Zhou Qin is unacceptable for a while. It is certain. But there are so many right and wrong points in the relationship. Since your relationship with Lin Xian has already happened, you can no longer withdraw and leave, so all you can do is try to minimize the unacceptable level of Sister Zhou Qin, right?"

Xiao Wanqing stared at the screen, a little fascinated. Can she and Lin Xian really get this step? Is she really qualified to prepare Lin Xian for this step?

Thinking deeply, Wen Tong's next text message came in again.

Wen Tong seems to be teasing her: "Besides, Oh, Lin Xian, a big-tailed wolf in sheep's clothing, will soon take off his disguise and bring a wife to Sister Zhou Qin. After a long time, Sister Zhou Qin will Understand that instead of handing Lin Xian to other women of unknown origin, it is better to give it to you who know the roots and roots."

Xiao Yunqing was caught off guard by seeing Wen Tong describing Lin Xian as he couldn't help laughing. Why don't these metaphors sound so envious? Where did Wen Tong come to have such a big opinion of envy? But her attention slowly turned to Wen Tong's second sentence. Can Lin Xian give other people who don't know whether it is good or bad, and can he really feel at ease?

The lunch break is almost over, and I can't sleep. Xiao Yuanqing returned to the desk and took out a small mirror from her bag to comb her hair and make up.

Is it possible for her to become the best choice for Lin Xian? Xiao Wanqing looked at himself in the mirror and asked himself involuntarily.

She lowered the mirror and turned her head to see the sun shining brightly outside the window, and the world was bright.

For a moment, she felt that after Lin Xian asked her if she wanted to look at the world from another angle, the world seemed really different overnight.

On Wednesday night, Lin Xian rarely took a rest without a part-time job because the tutor's child organized a self-study exam in the evening. After they were busy with the things on hand, the two men packed up their desktops and immersed themselves in stamping together.

Xiao Yunqing has always been in the habit of practicing calligraphy. Her chapter was engraved by Wen Tong, and she was very happy. Xiao Yunqing liked it very much, and has been using it since she received it. When Lin Xian knew it, he secretly ate a vinegar, but he was helpless.

She won't.

So later, Lin Xian excused himself interested in seal cutting, bought a full set of tools such as seal stones, carving knives, and began to think about it when he was free. Xiao Yunqing was only rough in this regard. Seeing Lin Xian studying seriously, he looked at it a few times, and itchy with his hands, he began to learn. Over time, the two really became interested in this, and when they had time they would dig in together and design seals.

However, this time, the two had just entered a state of silent victory at this time, and Lin Xian's mobile phone on the desktop vibrated uninterestingly.

The screen shows a series of strange calls without a stored number.

Lin Xian subconsciously guessed whether it was another messy phone call. A few days ago, she just received several calls about selling property and insurance. She frowned, slid the red button, and hung up the phone.

"Well, it's estimated to be a sales call again." She explained Xiao Wanqing inadvertently.

However, she just picked up the carving knife again, and the phone vibrated again. Caller ID, or the string of numbers.

"Come on, two people who you know should be looking for you if you have something to do with it?" Xiao Yunqing stopped the seal cutting in his hand and empathized.

Lin Xian was disturbed by interest, a little unhappy, but agreed with Xiao Wanqing's words, so she took out a tissue and wiped the dust on her hand, connected the phone and put it to her ear.

As soon as the phone was connected, what came into Lin Xian's ears was the noisy music that made his ears hurt. Lin Xian couldn't help but pulled the phone away, frowning and politely said: "Hello, hello."

"Lin Xian, it's me." A male voice with some vagueness and some excitement came.

Lin Xian could not hear who this voice was.

The boys she was familiar with, only Xu Chengjun and several male members of the debate team, as well as several officers and cadres in the student union. Sounds like nothing. "Are you?"

"Me, Zhang Sichao, can't you hear it?" the boy asked with a grin. There seemed to be vaguely men and women laughing and laughing.

Lin Xian frowned more and more tightly.

She and Zhang Sichao had done several after-school group assignments when they were speaking together. They did not say a few words in total. Where did he get her mobile number, and where did she feel confident that she could hear his voice?

"Is something wrong?" Lin Xian resisted and asked coldly. This Zhang Sichao sounded like he was drinking too much, somehow.

"I...I..." On the other end of the phone, I didn't have any text for a long time.

Just as Lin Xian's patience was about to run out and he was about to hang up, there was suddenly a huge sound of glass knocking and noise. The next second, Zhang Sichao shouted loudly, "Lin Xian, I like you, will you be my girlfriend?"

Because the sound was very noisy at the beginning, Lin Xian did not put the phone to his ear, but pulled away from it, so the sound insulation was not very good. This whispered voice confessed to the quiet study through the loudspeaker.

Lin Xian froze for a moment before reacting. She subconsciously panicked and looked at Xiao Wanqing, who was also watching her. Xiao Yuanqing looked at her quietly, her eyes dark and deep, and Lin Xian could not distinguish her emotions.

She stared at Xiao Wanqing's face with concern, and asked the other party coldly, "Are you playing the truth?"

The other party stammered: "No... I didn't. Envy, I... I'm serious."

Lin Xian heard that her name was shouted by an almost unfamiliar boy and felt goose bumps all over for a while. She was angry. Because the other party was drunk like a harasser, but also because the other party called her nickname in front of Xiao Wanqing as if they knew each other well.

"Am I familiar with you?" Lin Xian asked back loudly.

"I don't accept it." She didn't want to say anything more, and hung up the phone neatly. She raised her eyebrows, while inexplicably contending with each other, "It's inexplicable!", she deliberately approached Xiao Wanqing, and pulled this number into the blacklist resentfully in response to Xiao Wanqing's sight.

She hugged Xiao Wanqing, who was not able to see anger as usual, and softly asked her softly, "Xiao Xiaoyun, did you hear?"

"Well, I heard." Xiao Wanqing collected the turbulent dark waves in his eyes, and his voice was faint.

"Don’t get me wrong. This boy is my classmate. I have teamed up with him and several other classmates for a few times because of homework, and I haven’t said a few words with him, and I don’t know him. What kind of wind is blowing?"

"Xiao Xiaoyun, I am outside, and I keep my distance from boys and girls very seriously. You believe me."

"Well, I believe in you." Xiao Wanqing concealed the ups and downs in her heart, controlling herself to respond to Lin Xian calmly and calmly, trying to reassure Lin Xian.

However, she was so calm that Lin Xian became more and more disturbed.

"Is he handsome? Is his academic record good?" Xiao Wanqing suddenly asked in a calm voice. She was still somewhat annoyed. It is the girl who is so confident in herself that she dares to pursue her rashly.

Lin Xian was disturbed when he heard Xiao Wanqing asking this question in a tone that said "how is the weather", and felt inexplicably cold.

Xiao Panpan's focus is this? ?

She raised her head and looked carefully at Xiao Wanqing's look. Xiao Wanqing looked really calm, even so calm that Lin Xian felt a little cold.

Xiao Panpan asked what does this mean? What is the relationship between handsome and handsome? Does she want to flinch again? Do you have to question the relationship between them?

Suddenly, Lin Xian felt a little tired and discouraged.

A person like Sister Lian Zhijin who is cold-cleaning of intellectuals will not calm down when Shiman is being pursued by others. Xiao Panpan is so calm, doesn't he care at all?

She released her hands holding Xiao Wanqing, stood up, and replied lowly: "I don't know, I never paid attention to him." After that, she left a sentence "I'm going to take a bath", and waited for Xiao Wanqing to answer, so she left the study room.

Xiao Yunqing stared at the girl's apparently low air pressure for a moment, a little dazed. Lin Xian, is this unhappy?

She was still not angry, but instead Lin Xian was angry?

She lifted her left hand that had been lying beside the chair and saw her index finger. When she heard the confession, she was accidentally cut by a knife and was afraid of bleeding and was discovered by Lin Xian. She immediately put down the pale wound that had been squeezed with her thumb. .

After a light touch, blood began to ooze out.

Until Xiao Yunqing packed up his study and passed Lin Xian's bathroom when he returned to the room for a shower, he knocked on the door as usual and called Lin Xian. Lin Xian simply returned to her abnormally: "Yes."

It was obvious unhappy.

Xiao Wanqing scowled Xiu Mei, not knowing why. She repressed the resurgence in her own heart, and suffered a lot of jealousy, feeling Lin Xian's sudden temper, and she was also a little bit wronged.

She stood at the door of the bathroom for a long while, raised her hand fondly touching the door panel, her five fingers slipped from the door, and gradually gathered into a fist.

Finally, she turned back lonely.

Lin Xian may not come over tonight, right?