For The Rest of Our Life

Xiao Yunqing rarely tears up in front of others, let alone in front of a younger generation like Lin Xian. After she calmed down, she felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Lin Xian knew how to take care of her emotions. The two looked at each other. Lin Xian shook her right hand in time and gave her a step down: "Aunt Xiao, I... my hand hurts..."

Xiao Yuanqing immediately forgot about embarrassment and turned to get the medicine chest: "You sit down and wait for me."

She took the medicine box and helped Lin Xian to disinfect it with alcohol carefully. She wanted to wrap it with gauze, but Lin Xian refused to say that it was not that serious. Finally, she had to compromise for her. Three Band-Aids were posted.

Three flesh-colored band-aids cover almost half of the back of the hand, without being covered by the exposed skin color, and also faintly blue-purple, like a good white porcelain, which is ruthlessly colored by someone who does not understand it. In general, very eye-catching. Xiao Yuanqing helped her to gently press the band-aid, worrying: "I don't know if it will leave scars..."

Lin Xian moved his finger. Although the back of the hand was tight, the finger was still very flexible. Aunt Xiao had good skills. She teased Xiao Xiaoqing carelessly: "Are you going to abandon Aunt Xiao if you have scars?"

Xiao Yunqing smiled: "Where does my turn turn me away?" Moreover, where is the thing not to be rejected.

Lin Xian was stubborn and said: "I don't care, I only care about Aunt Xiao. Do you think it's abandonment?" She complained: "Aunt Xiao's hand is so beautiful. If my hand is scarred, it won't look good. Is it a hand? People who don’t look good are not qualified to make friends with people who look good?”

"Nonsense..." Xiao Wanqing laughed at her. Sometimes, she really wanted to pry off Lin Xian's small brain, to see what was in her mind, and where there were so many heresies and heresies. She touched Lin Xian's head and whispered: "Envy, I don't dislike it, I'm guilty." Her eyes like Lin Xian looked like water, and Wen Sheng urged her: "No matter what, in the future, don't be so impulsive. It’s your own body, you should take good care of yourself."

Lin Xian raised his eyes, glanced at Xiao Wanqing, and then quickly lowered his head, silently. One more time, one hundred more times, she might, still be so impulsive. She even felt that if the person was in front of her, she would rush to fight with her. She likes the person who cares so much on the tip of her heart. Why should that person be so lucky to have it? What is more, she still dare not cherish it?

She scanned the glass on the coffee table, hooked her lips, and shifted the topic and laughed: "Fortunately, the glass is not broken."

Xiao Yunqing noticed that Lin Xian was evading her, and stretched out her hand with a dissatisfied forehead, bringing the topic back: "Don't change the topic." She said righteously: "Lin Xian, I didn't even know that before. When the impulse is so violent. It’s a good thing for young people to have enthusiasm in their hearts, but they can’t use it too much. It’s too easy to hurt themselves.” After calming down and thinking about it in detail, Xiao Wanqing was afraid. She always thought that Lin Xian was a soft and lively temperament, but it turned out to be a sleeping volcano?

"But I will only do things for your sake..." Lin Xian murmured softly.

Xiao Yunqing couldn't hear what she was saying vaguely, and flicked Lin Xian's forehead again, and she said: "What is muttering, is it complaining that my old aunt is nagging?" Wordy?"

Lin Xian quickly waved his hand to clarify: "I don't have any." She sighed and promised: "I know, I won't be so impulsive in the future, after all, I am also an adult." After all, she blinked suddenly, Sitting upright, reaching out to Xiao Wanqing, he solemnly said: "Re-know it. Hello, Xiao Yuanqing, I am Lin Xian, 18 years old, a freshman in the Department of Finance of Jingnan University Friends."

Xiao Wanqing's thoughts were still immersed in the other side of Lin Xian's sudden exposure. Hearing the words, he could not help but startled.

This is the second time Lin Xian called her name.

Compared to the first time when the girl was smart and charming, this time, these three words, she seemed to call it, a lot more serious and calm.

Xiao Yuanqing looked at the bright face of Lin Xian with a smile in front of him, and was shocked that the time seemed to go slowly, and it seemed that it really passed quickly. Slowly, when she saw Lin Xian for the first time more than ten years ago, Lin Xian was not enough for her waist height. She shyly hid behind Zhou Qin and called her "aunt" as if she were still yesterday; It seemed that in a blink of an eye, she grew up quietly. Now that she is sitting in front of her, she can already communicate with her as an adult.

Isn't it true that the girl's growth is like this, unconsciously, afterwards. Xiao Yuanqing once again looked at Lin Xian carefully, only to be surprised, but in a few months, I didn’t know when, the little girl had some baby fat jaws, and had become a thin and delicate woman. line. She has gradually faded her tenderness and looked at her own eyes, still as clear and clear as she first saw it, but still a little more steady and determined.

Xiao Yunqing seemed to see that the tender face of the little girl next to Zhou Qin gradually coincided with the bright and young face in front of her, and gradually, separated...

She is not just Zhou Qin's daughter, her junior, her niece...

She is also an independent individual, an adult, a friend who can make friends although she is many years younger.

Xiao Wanqing's eyebrows gradually softened, and the curvature of the corners of his lips slowly deepened. She stretched out her hand, gently took Lin Xian's hand, smiled slightly, and said: "Hello, I am Xiao Wanqing, and I am very happy to meet you."

Shi’s mansion was not far from Xiao Wanqing’s house, but because of the detour to send Chen Zhi and Tang Mo back home, a waste of time and effort, so close to zero, Xia Zhijin’s car finally drove tiredly into the door of the Shi family.

Shi Man's mother was shocked when she was not at home, but at home, as always, quiet.

No, even if she is at home, at home, it is quiet.

A huge mansion, which should have been magnificent and dazzling, was blinded by black lights and silent at the moment. It was like a haunted house. In the night, there were some gloomy and gloomy.

"It's better Aunt Xiao's house, isn't it..." Shi Man stood at the door crookedly, looking at the dark house, suddenly murmured.

Xia Zhijin's eyes dimmed slightly and didn't answer her. She opened the door silently, advanced to turn on the lights of the hall, and then opened the door again, went out again, and entered when she reached out with her hand.

Shiman has always been afraid of black, she knows.

Is Shiman really drunk, she doesn't know.

Shi Man leaned softly and bonelessly on Xia Zhijin. She closed her eyes slightly and smelled the faint fragrance of Xia Zhijin. She followed Xia Zhijin's pace with peace of mind and walked toward the bedroom on the second floor step by step.

"Actually, it's just good for both of us..." Suddenly, she rubbed at Xia Zhijin's neck and whispered softly.

Xia Zhijin looked faint, hugged Shi Man, ignored it, and said nothing.

As soon as he entered Shiman's room, he stood by the bed, and Xia Zhijin immediately relaxed and left Shiman's body. Shiman took advantage of the situation and fell to the soft bed.

Her hair was spread on silver-grey sheets, her charming face was stained with blush, her eyebrows and veins were like a spring of water, her clothes were messy, and she was drunk with a beautiful woman. eye.

Xia Zhijin only glanced, then turned around and said "Good night", and left in a hurry.

Shi Man's blindfolded eyes suddenly turned dark, and there seemed to be a storm coming. She jerked up, stretched out her hand, clutched Xia Zhijin's wrist, and pulled it hard.

Xia Zhijin was caught off guard. When she turned around and looked back, she was full, pulled by her strength, and when she was unstable, she fell forward.

Shi Man looked at Xia Zhijin's familiar cold face as he grew bigger in front of him, and he lay down. Xia Zhijin's head slammed into Shiman's chest fiercely, making her groan with pain.

Xia Zhijin heard Shi Man's mumble, panicked, and wanted to get up to check nervously, but Shi Man but his hands were tightly around her waist, her fingers clasped into a clasp, how could not let her get up.

Xia Zhijin put his hands on the futon next to Shiman's cheeks, raised his body slightly hard, and his eyes fell on the pillow beside Shiman's cheeks. She was in a state of chaos, but on the face, without revealing anything, she only whispered to ask for time full: "You let me go. You are drunk, I will soak you with some honey and sober."

Shi Man stared at her perfectly curved lower jaw and tightened her hands around her waist more, laughing lowly: "Are I drunk, don't you know?" Her thumb gently rubbed. The straight line that Xia Zhijin got stuck in her waist said softly and ambiguously, "Zhijin, don't you want to know, who is my favorite girl?"

Xia Zhijin was stiff all over, feeling his face was hot, as if he was about to burn. Her hands on the bedding were slightly closed into fists. She withdrew her eyes and couldn't help thinking. She wanted to glance at Shimang and Yuguang, but accidentally swept the picture frame on Shimang's bedside table. There was a photo of Shiman and her, and sometimes Jinglan three together.

Like a pot of cold ice water, it was poured down from scratch. Xia Zhijin suddenly sobered, the confusion in his heart gradually passed, and the coldness gradually rose.

"I don't want to know." She thought, her voice was probably cold like ice. In fact, she was very scared and saw her sad.

Shi Man was not discouraged. She still had a smile on her face and did not allow her to escape. She said gently: "But I want to tell you." She lifted her body close to Xia Zhijin's cold face and pressed her ear. , Word by word, said softly and cruelly: "Xia Zhijin, I like you, you have known for a long time, don't you?" Her hands left Xia Zhijin's waist and moved up to Xia Zhijin's slender bones. There are even some hands on the back. She turned her face, and a kiss was about to fall on Xia Zhijin's clear and cold face.

At the next moment, a violent attack struck the kiss, and Shiman was pushed away by Xia Zhijin, and fell back to the bed.

The beautiful expressionless girl with long jade facade stood upright and looked at her as if looking at a stranger: "You are drunk, I haven't heard these drunk words."

Shi Man stared at her quietly, her vision gradually blurred. She still held Xia Zhijin's wrist stubbornly with one hand, and lifted her hands to cover her eyes, and the wet sheets fainted gradually on the sheets.

She finally asked her: "I know what you are thinking. Xia Zhijin, don't think about my mother, don't think about kindness, what kind of debt, you only think about yourself, dare you say, don't you like me at all?"

Xia Zhijin stared deeply at Shiman, who was covering her face and weeping, and the whole person seemed to be swallowed by sadness. Her eyes flashed with reluctance, sadness, and even despair, and the back molar was almost broken, and finally, she still decided to use her hand a little bit coldly, and when she opened it, she grabbed her hand. , Pulled away, turned around, and left without looking back...

"Sleep, it doesn't matter."

When the hands were empty and empty, he hung in vain and hung down beside the bed, tears, surging more and more...

fool……

This fool...

Shi Jinglan is not a true benefactor, but why can she have a grateful person like you.

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