For The Rest of Our Life

Have you ever read a poem because you fell in love with someone?

On a certain day in October 2018, Lin Xian, as the author of many hot IPs, is sitting in the brightly lit interview room of the TV station.

She only slightly changed the makeup, wearing the simplest skirt and white shirt. Unlike most people who imagined the twenty-four and five-year-old young men, she was unexpectedly calm and calm.

As the interview came to an end, the delicately-dressed hostess asked the last question with a slightly sly smile: "This question, I asked it for many of your **** fans. The author is big, do you lack objects? ?"

Suddenly, Lin Xian's calm, calm expression suddenly changed slightly, and his smile gradually disappeared into the corners of his lips.

The interview was smooth and smooth, Lin Xian was very cooperative, and the host had a bit of closeness. This question did not exist when I was with Taiben before, and she asked it temporarily. Although it is a little private, it is more of a good faith ridicule, which is used to do a brisk ending problem, which is also harmless. I just didn't expect Lin Xian to change his face because of this problem.

The host was embarrassed for a while. What she didn't know was that at the moment when she was asked this question, Lin Xian suddenly remembered the winter when he first met Xiao Xiaoqing.

At that time, she was wearing a small white dress in a bright lobby like here, following her mother's introduction, greeting each other's guests one by one, receiving gifts, and thanking them in an orderly manner. Until, she saw Xiao Wanqing.

In her eyes, Xiao Wanqing is different from everyone else. Xiao Wanqing smiled, a small pear vortex appeared on his left face, his eyebrows were curved, his eyes seemed to be shining with stars, and the whole person seemed to be shining.

My mother said: "This is your grandfather Xiao's daughter, a good friend of your mother, you saw it when you were young, you should call it aunt."

At that time, she stared intently at Xiao Wanqing, and then absently called out "Auntie".

Xiao Yuanqing smiled and agreed with her, and gave her a gift with both hands. The voice said softly to her: "Envy, happy birthday."

After receiving the birthday gift from Xiao Wanqing with her hands, she suddenly was reluctant to move her footsteps. After hesitating for a moment with her head tilted, she finally summoned the courage to say aloud: "Auntie, you are beautiful, I want to marry you."

For a time, the whole hall was full of laughter, and even her mother laughed and leaned back and forth, helping her explain "the child's words are unscrupulous, the child's words are unscrupulous".

She didn't know why others were laughing, and she clearly said so seriously. For a time she was panicking and embarrassed, and she was about to cry.

Only Xiao Wanqing crouched down and stared at her, gently scraped her nose, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, wait until you grow up."

"Wait until you grow up," Xiao Wanqing said softly and sincerely, just as many years later, when she gently kissed her forehead to appease her, "discuss when we are on holiday."

She is always like that, even with excuses with a bitter tender and considerate.

Lin Xian smiled politely, gradually converging, and finally, the thin lips turned into a cold straight line.

Xiao Wanqing, now that I have grown up, the holidays will never come again, when will you come to marry me?