The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms

On a winter night, Yan Qi returns late.Anzhi was not in the living room, and the soft and warm orange light quietly leaked from the bedroom.

Yan Qi took off his milky apricot-colored woolen long coat, and inside it was a plaid suit jacket and long skirt.In winter, she does not like to wear down jackets, and she is not afraid of the cold after long-term exercise. She usually adopts this method of layering coats, and generally does not wear bright-colored clothes, mostly in cool colors.It’s just a scarf, matching bag, and lip color will be enhanced with bright colors.The little girl in the stage always praised her for her good clothes and imitated her outfits, but she always lacked a little temperament and couldn't wear them tastefully.

Yan Qi smiled and said that a young girl is very beautiful if she is brightly dressed, and was joked that her sister is also young now.

The small light in the living room was dim, and Yan Qi walked around with a slender figure, tall and straight and elegant, which was a unique style brought by his age and temperament.

An Zhi lay at the end of the bed, wrapped in a quilt, reading a book.

"You don't turn on the bright lights when you read a book?" Yan Qi put his long coat on the sofa next to him, and after a closer look, he found that An Zhi didn't read a book at all. She was lying on top of a rabbit doll, with her mobile phone next to the book.

Hearing Yan Qi's voice, her head was exposed from the quilt, a pair of sparkling eyes looked at her, she sat up, curled her lips, and stretched out her hands to hug her.

Yan Qi smiled slightly, sat down, rescued the rabbit doll that slipped to the bed, and put it aside.

An Zhi came over and hugged her, acting like a spoiled child with some grievances: "You are too late!"

"I'll be off tomorrow, and I'll make up a little show today." The smile in Yan Qi's eyes softened, and he patted her head.

An Zhi leaned against her silently, his lips still pouted, and said in a muffled voice, "I told Lao Chen today that I like girls."

Not surprised, Yan Qi gave a soft "hmm".

When she was busy in the station just now, Chen Muqi called her several times, and as soon as he got through to Lao Chen, he said, "Yan Qi, do you know that An Zhi likes girls? She told me that she made friends with girls." Friend. My God, what's the matter?"

Yan Qi: "..." She wanted to say something, but Chen Muqi didn't give her a chance at all: "I'm not discriminating, I just don't understand, this is not like An Zhi, I know some artists too, but they have more personality, She looks cool and doesn't dump people, but An Zhi is not, what should I do?"

"What kind of woman is she falling in love with? It seems that An Zhi likes her very much, do you know who it is?"

Yan Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, I..."

"Hey, you said this child, this child is really worrying, what if it is a foreign woman? What if someone cheats on her, oh, oh, I'm so worried..."

He sounded upset, and Yan Qi couldn't talk to him in detail due to time constraints and work, so he cut off the phone after complaining a few words.

"You suddenly told him this, he wasn't prepared at all." Yan Qi said.

An Zhi raised his eyes and looked at her resentfully for two seconds, "But I really have...a girlfriend...I have nothing to hide."

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, feeling that she seemed really wronged.She didn't figure out what she meant for a while, she just put her arms around her and coaxed: "I'm not saying you have something to hide..."

"Old Chen collapsed on the spot, holding on to the door when he left."

An Zhi's tone was low and dejected, "Do you think he will not recognize me because I like girls? When he was a child, he disliked me for being troublesome, so he threw me to his servants. If it weren't for me, I was still good-looking and could read books. , he thinks I can still look like him, so he probably won't recognize me..."

An Zhi's eyes turned red as he spoke, and tears rolled down drop by drop.

Compared with Tao Zhenzhen, Chen Muqi has been in touch with her all these years, and he can be regarded as caring about her. It is a lie that An Zhi is not moved.

I don't know if I don't say it out, so after all these years, she still hopes in her heart that she can have one more elder whom she can rely on.Especially now that the relationship between her and Yan Qi is different, to be honest, she really has no sense of security, and whether she is right or not depends on Yan Qi's thoughts.

Many times, when you start a journey alone and courageously, it is not the difficulty at the beginning that scares you, but when you gain something.

But she couldn't tell her uneasiness, Yan Qi was already worried, and she couldn't put any more pressure on her.Yan Qi has never been with a girl before, and she is so much younger than her, she can't give her anything, maybe she will regret it at some point, and then she will have nothing.

A lot of negative emotions filled her heart in an instant, and An Zhi cried more and more.

Yan Qi was bewildered by her crying, and he instinctively told her that she had overlooked something, but he didn't know what it was for a moment, so he could only hug her and coax her softly: "Okay, Tao Tao...don't cry."

"Don't scare yourself first, even if he doesn't accept it, there is still me, I'm by your side."

An Zhi sobbed and said, "I don't know, I was the one who stalked you so that you were with me..."

Yan Qi's body froze, seeing An Zhi crying so much that his nose was red and his words were buzzing, he hugged her distressedly, stroked her hair, An Zhi rubbed against her like a kitten, and slowly calmed down .

Yan Qi waited for her to vent, closed her eyelashes, and said softly and softly, "I didn't stay with you because you were stalking me. It's not fair for you to say that." After a pause, she continued Say, "It's not fair to me either..."

She cupped An Zhi's face, wiped away the remaining tears with her fingers, "Don't say that in the future."

An Zhi sobbed twice, looked at Yan Qi with wet eyelashes, Yan Qi hugged her, and said softly: "What you worry about will never happen, I promise you."

An Zhi was stunned, and Yan Qi's kiss fell, she lightly sucked An Zhi's lips, and kissed her cheek intimately.

An Zhi sniffed Yan Qi's unique fragrance, closed his eyes and curled up into her arms to accept her kiss, her gentle comfort.

After staying in her arms for a while, she calmed down, and then she felt that she had spoken too much, and apologized slowly: "I'm sorry..."

Yan Qi rubbed her forehead and smiled lightly: "It's okay."

It was only then that An Zhi noticed that Yan Qi had changed her hairstyle. She used to have very long curly hair, but she simply trimmed it to a shorter length. There are slightly shorter sideburns on both sides of her cheeks that fit her face shape, giving her hair a natural curl.

The overall style is fluffy and slightly curly. This is a hairstyle that is very particular about hairstyle and appearance, which suits her very well. She has a gentle and charming personality without being rigid.

"You cut your hair, it looks great!" An Zhi didn't even blink his eyes.

Yan Qi pinched her cheeks, and said with a slightly annoyed smile, "You just found out now..."

The light in the room can't see the hair color clearly, it seems to be dyed, and there is a citrus aroma in the hair.

Yes, she patronized and cried, but didn't find out.

An Zhi was a little shy and buried his head in her embrace, this delicate appearance moved Yan Qi's heart.

Just when he touched An Zhi's cheek, An Zhi's phone on the bed vibrated crazily.

Yan Qi glanced at the screen of the phone, thinking that if someone was not important, he would turn off the phone, and it turned out to be Chen Muqi.

She picked up the phone to An Zhi, An Zhi looked at her, and turned on the phone speaker.

Chen Muqi's voice: "Hey, Anzhi..." He stuttered suddenly, coughed a few times before saying: "Dad called to tell you that girls are fine, Dad supports you."

"Women...you can do it too." It can be seen that Chen Muqi has experienced an extremely intense psychological struggle, "That's right, cough, the standard is the same, try to be Asian, of course Chinese women are the best..."

An Zhi and Yan Qi suddenly didn't know what to say.

Chen Muqi talked a lot, but he didn't hear An Zhi's answer. He thought that the signal was not good, so he said "Hello, hey, hey" a few times loudly.

"I heard it," An Zhi said in a low voice after a pause, "I got it, Dad."

This sentence of father obviously made Chen Muqi's heart elated. He let out a "hey" and wished to show his heart: "Listen to me, liking women is no different from men. Remember not to be fooled by the older ones and protect them. Be yourself."

Hearing this, Yan Qi's expression became a little unnatural, and An Zhi also mumbled.

"Oh, that's right, you said you have a girlfriend, are you in Beicheng? Can you meet your father... Well, wait, wait, let's wait later..." Chen Muqi's ending sound was low, as if Still mentally building up: "I'm not ready yet...cough cough, I mean just as long as you're happy, dad supports you...it's too late, dad won't bother you...wait, Anzhi, what do you talk about? Love is all about love, don’t live together so quickly, you know? Cough, do you understand what Dad means... you still have to be careful."

Chen Muqi babbled a lot, feeling that he had said everything that should be said, he was relieved, and then hung up the phone.

For a few seconds, An Zhi was silent, and then slowly said: "I think it's better not to tell him yet... Our affairs are better, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it..."

Yan Qi's expression was still very uncomfortable, and he gave a soft "hmm".

An Zhi pursed his lips and smiled, and threw himself into her arms again: "But he accepts it pretty well. I will tell him that you are my girlfriend after a while."

Yan Qi was silent and nodded.An Zhi felt that she was shy, so he held on again, raised his head and pecked her cheek.

Anzhi went on to say, "It's much better than what you accepted at the time."

Yan Qi recalled that she was really shocked back then, and An Zhi hadn't told her that she was the one he liked.

She gently stroked her hair, very pity.

An Zhi couldn't help but wanted to act like a baby to her, "Look, I've loved you for so many years..."

The girl's soft complaining voice was like a quick magnet, attracting Yan Qi's body, her mind, and her lips towards her.An Zhi had already taken a step ahead of her, hooked her neck, and led her to cover his lips.

The girl's lips are more fragrant than her voice, the heart of the lips is tender, the tip of the tongue is sweet and slightly warm, Yan Qi's eyelashes touched hers lightly, and whispered: "I know, I know..."

A kiss between women is like tasting flowers on the lips, tongue and fingertips.

Not rude, not eager, but as if his whole body was on fire.

Yan Qi held her in his arms, An Zhi grabbed her sleeve, and the two kissed deeper and deeper.

While tossing and turning, An Zhi gasped for air, Yan Qi's hand pulled her neckline, brushed her hair away, and kissed her white and tender shoulder.

"Huh? Changed the shower gel..."

The woman's lips moved along her shoulders and the back of her neck, and Anzhi replied tremblingly: "The original one is used up...uh..."

"It smells good." Yan Qi put his arms around her extremely soft waist and pressed close to her body.

An Zhi's slender legs protruded from the nightdress, softly touching the woman's long skirt.

She stays a little awake, sliding her palm over her blazer and into her shirt.

Yan Qi gave a jolt, and met Shang An Zhishui's eyes: "I haven't..."

"wash……"

The girl's hand had already reached where she wanted to go before the woman's last words swayed in the air: "Bath..."

The light in the room was dim orange.

On a two-seater wide sofa, there is a long coat of milky apricot color, a few scattered books, green potted plants and dried flowers full of stars, an open Apple notebook, and the reflection of the wooden waxed floor A layer of glaze luster, a gray carpet in front, white slippers one behind the other... and a suit jacket, a slightly wrinkled pencil skirt, a white shirt, and a white nightdress...

Scattered and orderly, like a silent meticulous painting.

A brown checked pillow rolled down on the white bed sheet, bringing out the soft and lingering sound of groaning wrapped in the quilt.

This pair of fine brushwork painting suddenly came alive, like a dark tide, a boat sailing in the sea, with endless charm.

(Jinjiang Qingshui version)