To Your Island

When did he start to like Yin Xian, Wang Jiexiang couldn't tell the specific moment.

Because why do you like Yin Xian? I haven't thought about the reasons carefully.

The winter is still long and cold, and Wang Jiexiang has been living in Yin Xian's house for almost two months.

Neighbors around, seeing that the two of them live closely together on the same roof these days, they all assume that they are a couple.

In the morning, Yin Xian and Wang Jiexiang were pulling a rope at the door to dry their clothes. Nearby aunts and uncles met their eyes, and they couldn't help but sigh: The young man is so affectionate.

At first hearing such words, Wang Jiexiang was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and immediately wanted to explain to others: You have misunderstood.

She glanced at Yin Xian quietly, waiting for him to frown or show other uncomfortable expressions.

Surprisingly, he didn't seem to be upset about this...not upset, nor happy.

What to do, Yin Xian does not talk to neighbors, as if they are not talking about them.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jiexiang swallowed the words to his lips.

Similar misunderstandings occurred many times, and her face slowly became thicker because of the misunderstandings silently.

After working for a week and resting for half a day, Wang Jiexiang rarely had dinner with Yin Xian. When she came back from buying vegetables, she happened to run into the uncle of the neighbor who had been harvesting the tatters, and the other person asked, "What good food can I buy for my boyfriend?"

She smiled and said, "I bought some pork and cooked braised pork for him at night."

The uncle nodded.

He acquiesced to his obvious "boyfriend" identity, and Wang Jiexiang, who carried the vegetable basket, walked briskly.

She did a small bad thing and took advantage of Yin Xian when he didn't know it.

But Wang Jiexiang had to admit that, in fact, she liked that they were regarded as a pair.

Start the pot to heat oil, add enough dried chili to the pot, fry the aroma and pour the blanched pork. Wang Jiexiang opened the door to cook, turning the small pot up and down.

She looked like the mistress of this house whenever she looked at it.

Yin Xian, who came home, smelled the scent of cooking far away.

The lights in the villages in the city were on by mistake. It was the time when the whole family sat down for dinner.

Which family cooked the dishes?

What kind of dish is so delicious?

The hungry Yin Xian speeded up his pace and walked home, the aroma followed like a shadow.

Turning downhill, he saw his home.

The lights in his house are also on.

It is one of thousands of lights.

Wang Jiexiang turned her back to him, she was holding the pot and putting the dishes on the plate seriously.

It turned out to be the smell of rice from his family.

Hearing his footsteps, Wang Jiexiang turned his head.

Her long hair was simply **** with a rubber band, and she was wearing loose pajamas.

Looking at him, she curled her eyebrows and smiled softly.

"You are back. Wash your hands and we will eat."

She speaks with a characteristic southern accent, and when she is relaxed, her words are vague and light.

Yin Xian unconsciously followed her and softened the tone of her speech.

"Okay. What did you cook?"

"Green vegetables, braised pork, rice."

Wang Jiexiang paused and emphasized: "Broiled pork with chili will make it spicy."

Yin Xian listened to her and went to wash his hands and prepare to eat.

The water from the faucet was rushing, and he was curious: How did she know that she loves spicy food?

Living in a village in the city is very inconvenient, and taking a bath is one of them.

Two simple public bathrooms are separated by baffles, each with a shower head, and hot water is supplied daily. On the doors of the two bathrooms, red paint clearly marked "male" and "female". In the peak shower after dinner, there are usually long lines outside the women’s bathroom.

Wang Jiexiang has never been used to bathing there.

She doesn't like squeezing with people. If she only washed her hair before, she would rather squat in front of her house and rinse with cold water.

Since working in a seafood factory, Wang Jiexiang has to take frequent baths to get rid of the fishy smell on his body. Fortunately, she got off work late, and when she took a bath, the public bathroom was almost empty. However, there is a high probability that there will be no hot water at this time.

Winter is gradually coming to an end.

The snow is not falling, and the snow has frozen on the road and has not yet thawed.

On this day, Wang Jiexiang was the same as usual: go home from get off work, take clean clothes and bath towels, boil a pot of hot water into the bucket, and go to the public bathroom to take a bath.

Yin Xian was busy at the moment, and she didn't bother him.

Sitting at the dinner table with his chopsticks resting, the half-eaten soup with rice has been cold.

There is no real off-duty in sales. Even if Yin Xian is not in the company, he still has things to do. If customers want to find him, he has to be there on call.

Yin Xian held the phone in one hand and took notes in the other, echoing the person on the other end of the phone from time to time.

The other party's voice was loud, and he didn't use the speakerphone, and Wang Jiexiang who was passing by could vaguely hear the passionate tone.

He noticed her, and she waved her hand as a greeting to him: I'm home.

After the water boiled, Wang Jiexiang went out holding his clothes and tiptoedly closed the door.

The bathroom was empty.

Wang Jiexiang took off his clothes and poured shampoo on his head before turning on the shower head.

This is because although there is no hot water right now, the water coming out of the water pipe is not the icest just after turning on the sprinkler. She can barely wash for a while, wait for the water to completely ice, and mix with the hot water in the bucket.

In order not to take a cold shower to the greatest extent, Wang Jiexiang racked his brains.

After washing and rubbing, she finished the bath, wrapped a towel, and smelled her arm.

——Good soap smell, no fish smell anymore.

"Patter."

The sprinkler next door seemed to be unclosed, dripping a drop of water.

Wang Jiexiang subconsciously looked at the partition between the male and female bathroom. At this time, she noticed something strange.

The partition is crooked.

Thinking she was dazzled, her eyes circled the partition for a week.

At the moment when his sight hit the top of the partition, Wang Jiexiang screamed in shock.

She caught a glimpse of four fingers holding the clapboard and half of the man's face. His eyes fixed on her body unblinking, Wang Jiexiang's yelling did not scare the person away, he was still looking at her.

Immediately, Wang Jiexiang grabbed the shampoo bottle on the ground and slammed it against the partition.

The bottle hit him precisely, and the half of his face disappeared.

"Pervert! You are dead!"

There was a panic of ping-pong from the men’s bathroom, and the man probably accidentally kicked over the plastic basin.

Without a weapon at hand, Wang Jiexiang picked up his bucket and aggressively killed the bad guy next door.

She opened the bathroom door, and he escaped from the men's bathroom one step faster than her.

Wang Jiexiang swung the bucket and quickly caught up.

"Catch the pervert!"

She had a high-pitched voice and shouted at the loudest volume.

"Everyone catch him!"

"Dead pervert! Peek at the girl taking a bath!"

An angry Wang Jiexiang chased all the way from the public bathroom to the corner of the village in the city.

There is no light here, and the deep night is covered with a layer of yarn, Wang Jiexiang can't see the road anymore, and the running speed slows down.

Sombra drew a distance from her.

In a hurry, Wang Jiexiang threw out the bucket in his hand.

"Kang Dang--"

It fell straight to the ground and smashed into the air.

"what happened!"

It is Yin Xian's voice.

She turned her head, and he stood behind.

The familiar voice made Yin Xian rush out of the house quickly. When he found Wang Jiexiang, she was wrapped in only a bath towel, and her hair was dripping with water.

The unusual noise and the disheveled young girl has attracted many neighbors to watch the excitement.

"Something abnormal! He peeked at me taking a bath!"

She panted heavily and pointed in the direction where the shadow went away, with a face of shame.

Yin Xian stepped forward, next to her. He was big and blocked her body instantly.

"If you run away, go back first."

Wang Jiexiang was confused and realized how he chased it out.

She was wearing a thin bath towel without shoes.

I was suffocated with anger before, and I didn't feel cold, but now I got goose bumps.

Squinting, she struggled to distinguish the way back, and the surroundings were dark.

Wang Jiexiang's eyes were not focused, Yin Xian reacted, she couldn't see clearly.

"Grab the bath towel," he said.

She followed her instructions.

The next second, Wang Jiexiang's legs lifted off the ground, and she was picked up by Yin Xian in the sky.

He hugged her and returned to the room.

Go straight to his bed and put her on the bed.

"Get your clothes on."

After leaving these words, Yin Xian didn't glance at her, turned and left.

"clothes!"

Wang Jiexiang suddenly said, he stopped.

"The clothes are in the bathroom, I didn't take them."

"I'll get it," he said.

"Can the bad guy still be caught?"

"Let me see."

...

Fifteen minutes passed.

Yin Xian came back with a bucket and clothes.

He knocked on the door and she let him in.

Wang Jiexiang changed into his pajamas and still sat on his bed.

"It's gone, it's probably impossible to catch it."

The results informed by Yin Xian were not unexpected.

"It's terrible..."

Wang Jiexiang hugged his knees with his hands, and Chu Chu's poor big eyes flickered.

To him, she exuded a strong aura that needed protection, unlike the brave woman who had previously wrapped a bath towel and held up a bucket to chase bad people.

"I encountered such a thing today, if I sleep alone, I will definitely have nightmares."

Yin Xian was silent.

In fact, there is such a big place in their house, which is smaller than other people's rooms, so she can't be regarded as sleeping alone.

So he asked: "What do you want?"

He asked about her troubles, Wang Jiexiang had already figured out a solution.

She stretched her arms, grabbed her pillow from her floor, and placed it next to Yin Xian's pillow.

He looked at her.

She patted her pillow warmly, then patted him again.

"..."

Yin Xian stood silently beside the bed, unresponsive to her actions.

Wang Jiexiang sniffed and held his little finger.

She dared not look at him.

She held his little finger tightly, for fear of being thrown off by him.

He didn't get rid of...

Locked the door and turned off the lights, they lay side by side.

Wang Jiexiang didn't want to sleep.

Her heartbeat was thumping, so noisy, I don't know if Yin Xian heard it.

She wants to talk to him for a while and talk about everything.

"You finished the call?" Wang Jiexiang asked casually.

phone……

Yin Xian suddenly sat up.

He hung up and ran over.

Quickly get out of bed, he went to look for the phone.

Wang Jiexiang thought she talked a lot, and Yin Xian regretted sleeping with herself.

Turning over flexibly, she pressed his pillow.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to make a call, you go to bed first."

He put on his clothes and turned off the bedside lamp that she had just turned on.

"You will be back later?"

Wang Jiexiang hugged his pillow, moved to the edge of the bed, and asked vigilantly.

"You go to bed first."

Yin Xian did not answer clearly.

"You have to sleep next to me, or I won't sleep."

Her attitude is sticky, stickier than brown candy.

He had to say: "I see."

Go back to the house after the call.

With external air-conditioning, Yin Xian looked at his bed by the moonlight.

Wang Jiexiang fell asleep.

She lay on her side, sleeping in a regular manner, occupying only a small area.

Only the arm is not honest, pressing the corner of his pillow.

Yin Xian bent his mouth corners and went to bed.

In fact, there is one thing she doesn't know.

The untidy old man at the door, every time he sees Yin Xian coming home, he will greet him a few words.

"Hey, are you back?"

"Ok."

Seeing him carrying a boxed lunch, the uncle said, "Eating dinner by yourself again? Where is your girlfriend?"

Yin Xian answered him: "She hasn't got off work yet."