To Your Island

Yin Xian bought a car.

Since buying the car, he and Wang Jiexiang started discussing where to go for a self-driving tour after a break.

The original plan was to go shopping in the surrounding mountains, but Wang Jiexiang didn't really want to go.

"There is no mountain in the world that looks better than the mountain in my hometown."

Asked where she wanted to go, she said she wanted to see the sea.

So it was agreed, when he was free to drive, they would go to the beach to play together.

The last time Yin Xian came home late, he didn't explain later, and Wang Jiexiang didn't ask again.

However, afterwards, Yin Xian went to socializing again, and never forgot to bring her mobile phone.

Similarly, Wang Jiexiang was not like the last time, because he didn't go home and made phone calls and waited at the gate of the community.

It is good for Yin Xian to become a supervisor and have access to the company's contacts. Wanting to understand this, Wang Jiexiang calmed down a lot. When he is busy with his career, she is willing to be his supporter, to give him understanding and care, instead of asking him for those and increasing his burden.

Yin Xian will come home late for socializing, she will always leave him a light, eat by herself, and sleep by herself.

Of course, such a sensible Wang Jiexiang is actually not "Wang Jiexiang".

Say it like that, figure it out, figure it out. She can squeeze meals, but can't sleep if she sleeps hard.

Wang Jiexiangxiang thought, Yin Xian felt that the current state of getting along made him more relaxed. She closed her mouth tightly, saving Yin Xian time-every time she came back to explain to her, time to read text messages, and her Time to talk.

However, worry is inevitable. Yin Xian didn't go home, she couldn't fall asleep.

She lay on the bed, counting the time, and then went to sleep at ease when she heard the sound of him opening the door at home. Like the daily text messages, she still wanted to talk to him, and wanted to know what he was doing. She didn't send text messages, she resisted not sending them.

Wang Jiexiang understood that she should trust Yin Xian.

He is measured in his heart.

Although he went home late, he didn't drink too much, and he never drank unconscious.

Wang Jiexiang had only seen him once when he was drunk.

People say that people who are drunk will talk nonsense, beat people, cry and laugh, but there is no such thing.

That day, she waited for him until two o'clock in the morning, and the door opened from the outside.

Wang Jiexiang listened to the sound of Yin Xian entering the door. She left him for dinner, not knowing if he wanted to eat. She thought that if he went to take a bath first, it would mean he was not eating, and she had to get up and put the food in the refrigerator.

Surprisingly, Yin Xian didn't go to the restaurant or the bathroom, so he went straight back to the room.

The door was opened, Wang Jiexiang closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep.

Yin Xian's footsteps stopped by the bed, near the side where she was sleeping. The bedside lamp was turned on, and he called her name in a soft voice.

This volume doesn't seem to wake her up. What is Yin Xian doing?

Wang Jiexiang wondered whether to pretend to be awakened, and in the next instant, she felt her hair touched by him.

He straightened her forehead first, then pinned her hair scattered around his cheeks behind his ears. After doing this, he squeezed a small strand of her long hair, playing with her hair ends with his fingers.

Wang Jiexiang was itchy by him, and she didn't hold it back, she opened her eyes to look at Yin Xian.

He arched his back and squatted quietly on the side of the bed. Such a big man insisted on squeezing in that corner.

He held a strand of her hair with both hands, moved slowly and softly, and touched it back and forth, as if he was a child dedicated to playing a rope game.

"Yin Xian?" Wang Jiexiang called him suspiciously.

He didn't seem to hear.

She pulled her hair out of his hand before he looked at her.

His eyes looked a little wet. She sat up and he raised his head, his eyes followed her.

Wang Jiexiang sensed that Yin Xian had something to say.

She smelled stronger alcohol on him than ever before.

There was something unusual in his eyes, wet, flickering, and soft.

Staring at her face, he asked.

"Little girl, why is your hair growing?"

"Isn't it grown?" Wang Jiexiang sighed, "These years, you have watched me grow longer."

Yin Xian nodded and said again.

"It's not easy, you finally gained weight."

She knew he was drunk, and he wouldn't normally say this to her.

Knowing that he shouldn't be honest with him, Wang Jiexiang still spoke to him.

"Nonsense, where's fat? I'm not fat."

He reached out and touched her face.

His hands were ice, her face was hot, and his palms pressed against the edge of her chin and stroked the flesh of her cheeks.

Wang Jiexiang had to admit partly: "Okay. Only the face, that's not fat, it's baby fat."

Yin Xian laughed.

"Hmm. Fatty, you are Fatty."

When he picked her up, he quickly caught the word and called her several times, which seemed very smooth.

Wang Jiexiang akimbo, educate him with a serious face.

"Where am I? Yin Xian, I warn you, don't bark."

"Fat, fat."

His tone was like teasing a child, and those two words had a long tone, with affection and affection.

Wang Jiexiang lifted the quilt and squeezed his fist to make him look like: "You are fat! I don't want to call this, you want to give me the nickname, then I will call Xiang Baobao, Xianxian, Meimei."

Yin Xian shook his head.

"Feifei is you, you are fat, Wang Feifei."

Why did you even bring your last name? Wang Jiexiang pushed Yin Xian away and walked out of the room in slippers, planning to make him a sober.

He chased after her, following her all the way to the kitchen.

Wang Jiexiang suppressed his anger, poured water into the pot, and Yin Xian still clung to her side unconsciously.

"Feifei, why are you ignoring me? What is Feifei doing? Fatty, why don't you let me call you Feifei?"

This series of "fat" successfully exploded Wang Jie's aroma.

She put her palms together angrily, took a sip of the tap water from the tap and splashed it on Yin Xian's face.

He was showered, his movements and voice froze for a while.

"..."

With this splash, Yin Xian's eyes gradually restored the former Qingming.

Wang Jiexiang had a guilty conscience, and wanted to drive off.

He blocked her with his arm and trapped her in the corner of the kitchen.

Yin Xian leaned toward her, staring at her firmly.

Wang Jiexiang was quite afraid of being watched like this.

"Yes, you are not good, you have to give me a bad nickname!"

She stood on tiptoe, trying to raise her momentum.

Yin Xian was expressionless, Wang Jiexiang landed on his toes and immediately lost his smile.

"Ouch, or I will wipe it for you?"

Picking up the rag placed on the edge of the pool, she wiped his face and said as she wiped it.

"Look, didn't I help you do it."

Yin Xian bends the corners of his mouth to thank her.

"Okay, thank you, you can really wipe..."

"Haha, don't use it."

Wang Jiexiang was able to rub it energetically, and he burst into laughter when he thanked him.

"Okay, I think it's almost done, fat."

When she stopped, she looked at him crumbled: "Why do you still call me fat?"

"I'm going to take a bath, you go to bed early."

Abandoning these words, Yin Xian turned and left, leaving Wang Jiexiang standing still in confusion.

"Hey!"

She shouted at his back.

"When you wake up, do you remember what happened when you were drunk? No, Yin Xian, did you wake up from alcohol?"

the next day.

Wang Jiexiang went to sleep with a question, and the moment she was woken up, she got the answer to the question.

"Get up, Fatty."

Yin Xian went to bed later than her, got up earlier, and he made breakfast.

Wang Jiexiang had just woke up with a dazed head, and answered him: "Oh."

Brush your teeth, wash your face, and sit in the dining room.

Seeing Yin Xian's face, she suddenly woke up like a dream.

"Did you call me fat in the morning?!"

He calmly let out an "um".

"Change it now!"

Wang Jiexiang slapped the table and yelled at him full of breath.

"Don't call this! I don't like it!"

He snorted: "It's about to be called."

She wanted to catch him across the table.

Yin Xian dangling around, like a tumbler.

In this way, they were again, like the days before, from time to time noisy and chattering.

Wang Jiexiang didn't like the nickname "Fatty" at all, and Yin Xian screamed, it would trigger her fierce resistance.

Once upon a time, they quarreled the firewood, rice, oil and salt in their lives, and all the trivial things that were discordant.

Now, noisy those who are too troubled with them.

If it is a long-term cold war, they will quarrel and they will not even have the effort to reconcile.

Because Wang Jiexiang works in a department store, the two never meet together during their weekly breaks.

In the morning, when working hours match the situation, they will eat together. It's just that, all rushing out, the effort of a breakfast, the exchange of less than two or three sentences.

In the evening, when she gets off work, if he hasn't socialized and worked overtime, and he goes home early, they can sit down for dinner; if he is in the mood before going to bed, talk for a while.

When he met him to socialize, he went home very late. In order not to affect the next day, he could go to bed earlier and go to bed earlier.

Yin Xian is too busy.

He bought the car for half a year and said he was going to travel by car together, but he has no time to go.

One year will pass again.

Wang Jiexiang took the initiative to mention to him: "You have not taken your annual leave this year. You have to take it off before next year, or it is wasted. Our department store has been off-season recently, and I can take a holiday. In this way, we can take a rest together and we don’t go out to play. , And I can have a good rest at home together."

What she said made sense, and Yin Xian responded to this incident and applied for annual leave with the company.

The boss quickly approved him a leave.

When he returned home, he told Wang Jiexiang the good news. She was so happy that she threw herself over on the spot and kissed him twice on the face.

"Go see the sea." Yin Xian said to her.

"Ok!"

When the happiness passed, Wang Jiexiang was worried again: "I will also apply for a vacation, and I can't change it after the shift. You won't have something to do temporarily, you have to come back from a business trip, etc., suddenly change your mind?"

Yin Xian said firmly: "No."

She shouted "Yeah" excitedly and started planning to travel.

He watched her rummaging through the cabinet and asked her what she was doing. Wang Jiexiang replied: "I have bought all of you and my swimsuit, swimming goggles, and swimming cap. I put them in the closet before and I have to find them out."

"When did you buy it? Why don't I know."

"When our department store changed seasonal discounts, I bought it secretly. I was afraid to tell you. You think I want to go out to play, so I didn't say it."

While she was talking, she had found the swimming suits stacked deep in the cabinet.

Didn't Wang Jiexiang just want to go out to play?

Before she was an adult, she had never been out of the mountains and stayed in the countryside. After being in the city for so many years, she was immersed in part-time work and never went to play anywhere.

Traveling, a common occurrence for people in the city, is the first time in her life.

Finding out the split floret swimsuit she bought, Wang Jiexiang put it on, scratching his head in front of Yin Xian, making it stinky.

"Fat..." he thought.

Wang Jiexiang is in a good mood right now, Yin Xian calls her the nickname, and she is willing to answer him.

"Can you swim?"

"There are creeks in the mountains. My mother will take me to play by the creek. I occasionally flop a few times in it... I don't swim very well, so I prepared this!"

Wang Jiexiang turned out an uninflated swimming ring from the bag of her swimming suit and blew it up in front of her.

After changing into a swimsuit and putting on a swimming ring, she waved her arms in the air solemnly to simulate swimming.

She was so happy, as if they were already on the beach, hearing the waves coming and smelling the free sea breeze.