The boss is an old aunt

The open kitchen does not turn on the headlights, and a black industrial-style electric lamp hangs on the white ceiling. The light is dim and shines on Xiang Xia's fair neck. Under the halo, the thin fluff is close to light gold.

Warm breath, warm hands, light bath fragrance.

Wu Zixu supported her waist, and gradually hugged her tightly through a layer of bathrobe. Xiang Xia's waist was slender and thin.She hugged her as if she was just embracing herself, only the blazing heat in her palm made Wu Zi couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, and he didn't intend to let go at all.

"What do you want to say?" Xiang Xia lowered her hand, and her body behind Wu Zi was snuggled up against Wu Zi. In the hot summer, the other party was like a small stove emitting heat, making people dry, blushing, and trembling.

She turned around.

The distance became closer, and the tip of the nose greeted each other affectionately, exchanging breaths, the earlobes of the two quietly turned red on the branches, white and red, just like the tips of cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Quiet, only the sound of the clock on the wall echoing in the empty room.

Xiang Xia usually wears high heels, but today she wears slippers. Only then did Wu Zi realize that she was only a few centimeters taller than him, an invisible height, and her eyesight was equal.

Wu Zi's eyelashes trembled slightly, he hesitated, her white and tender face was hot and red, dripping blood, she was usually very smart, but now she was so clumsy and cute, "You..."

She couldn't do such a thing as a forced kiss, so.

The limp girl asked in a trembling voice, "Can I kiss you, sister"

It seems to be coquettish, it seems to beg, it seems to show weakness.

She raised her head, her pink face was full of starry eyes, and her big moist eyes seemed to be shining like stars in the sky, dazzling and bright, she looked at her, she hugged her, she leaned against her body, breathing and heartbeating eyes, no intention to say, the other party She is someone very important to herself, a girl in her 20s, serious and sincere.

How could anyone have the heart to refuse

Put your fingers lightly on the tip of Wu Zi's lips.

Xiang Xia lowered her eyes, she smiled and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Hey, is it a matter of thirst now?Wu Zi blinked her eyes, licked her lips, and whispered, "It's okay."

The curtains are blown by the wind, the white gauze floats, and the evening breeze is gentle.

"Let's have a meeting." Xiang Xia's red lips parted slightly, and she pointed to the round table on the balcony.

Xiangxia's hand around her bathrobe slowly loosened, Wu Zi looked down at her toes, she didn't quite understand, she was a little puzzled, she looked at her, and asked frankly, "Are you avoiding the topic?"

Xiang Xia held her back with her hand, her tone was calm and gentle, she looked into her eyes: "No"

"I want to talk to you, can I?"

What are you talking about? She turned her head and looked at Xiang Xia in doubt. A subtle feeling indeed arose in her heart. She nodded naturally: "Okay."

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The wind tonight is very light and soft, the sky is very low, and a few loose clouds float around the moon, like a coquettish child wrapped around the mother's lap, refusing to leave for a long time.

The evening wind blew on Wu Zi's face, it was very gentle, cool wind, gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, she closed her eyes weakly, leaned back on the chair, for some reason, since she heard Xiang Xia talking After that, she felt inexplicably relaxed.

Finally, it's not evasion.

What is she trying to say?

Good or bad?

Feeling the shadow with his closed eyes at this time, Wu Zi opened his eyes, and Xiang Xia stood in front of the round table with a glass of water in his hand.

Her hair was loose on the back of her head and had been blown dry, only the ends of her hair were slightly wet, and she sat down beside Wu Zi.

It was late at night, and the corridor opposite was lit up. With the dim light, the figures in the house flickered.

I don't know who's next door, so they played a song. In the song, a female voice hummed a gentle tune, and Xiang Xia handed her a glass of warm water.

Wu Zi took it and took a sip, it was sweet.

The faint sweetness flows between the lips.

"What do you want to talk about." She put the cup on the table and turned her head to look at Xiang Xia.

At this time, her mood is peaceful, and there are many reasons.

Maybe it's the evening wind tonight, maybe it's the singing next door, maybe it's the sweet water in your hand.

Xiang Xia leaned against the back of the chair, with a smile on her face, her eyes were gentle and peaceful: "Talk about us."

"Do you believe in love?"

"letter"

Wu Zi didn't hesitate, she said with certainty, Xiang Xia smiled, "I believe it too"

"Do you think love alone can go a long way?" Xiang Xia's shoulders were slightly relaxed, she turned her head, her eyes were as bright as the moon in the sky, calm and peaceful.

She didn't mean to question, as if she was just chatting casually with a friend she had known for many years, that's all.

"This one?" Wu Zi rested her hand on the table, supported her chin, and lightly tapped the table with her other hand. After thinking for a while, she replied, "I don't know."

She was very calm, and nodded to Xia: "How passionate love is, it is inevitable, and it will eventually become plain."

"Of course, you can also choose to leave after love becomes dull."

"But, Wu Zi, I don't want this kind of love." Xiang Xia smiled, picked up the cup, and she sipped lightly, "As you said, I want a lifetime more."

She said softly: "What do you think is what supported the two of them to go through an ordinary life?"

The collar was pulled away, her voice was slightly relaxed, Wu Zi put down her hand, she thought for a while, "I'm not sure, but it should be mutual understanding, tolerance, and respect."

"And how do you know whether the other party will understand you, tolerate you, respect you, and support you until you grow old?" Xiang Xia asked, and she held Wu Zi by the hand: "Love is a part of life, and there are many things that require two It’s not enough to face it personally, to get along day and night in ordinary life, just relying on the passion of love.”

"And do you understand me?"

She said softly: "You ask me if I love you, I can't answer"

"In my life, I have done many risky things, some failed and some succeeded"

"Of course, this time is no exception"

"Wu Zi, this road is difficult. This does not mean that other roads are not difficult, but it requires more confidence than ordinary feelings."

"What confidence comes from is knowing that you can, that you are capable of doing something"

"Honestly, I haven't."

"So I'm scared, scared to step out of this"

The water glass was raised, she took a sip, and looked up at Wu Zi, "But let go of your hand this time, there really won't be a next time."

"Today, what I said to you does not mean that I am not afraid, but that I am more afraid of missing the opportunity to start with you than I am afraid."

Wu Zi shook his head: "I don't understand what you mean."

"Maybe you should find out who I am before deciding whether to start with me"

"Perhaps, in the process, you will find out whether I'm worth your effort or not." Xiang Xia looked at her seriously and sincerely: "But your choice, no matter what the result is, I will choose to respect it."

"What about you?" Wu Zi was still confused, she tilted her head and looked at Xiang Xia.

The gentle evening wind blew Wu Zi's hair, Xiang Xia didn't speak, she focused on her, leaned over slightly, and put the broken hair behind her ear.

"You clearly know, Wu Zi." The corners of her lips curled up, and she lightly tapped her forehead with her fingertips: "Go back to sleep."

The other party obviously didn't want to say anything anymore, Wu Zi stood up, took two steps forward, then turned his head and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything

Under the boundless night, she was wearing a crescent-colored skirt, standing in front of the railing, standing tall, with a smile in her eyes, "Good night"

"Good night"

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To be honest, Wu Zi still doesn't quite understand, although there is a layer of vague consciousness.

Like Xiang Xia, she hopes to be with someone she loves until the end.

Outsiders can say that this is naive.

But there are already so many things in life, you can't choose things, only the matter of falling in love, no one can force Wu Zi to make a compromise.

This is a person who will be with him for a lifetime, how can he be casual.

Wu Zi went home and sat on the sofa, playing what Xiang Xia just said on a loop in his mind.

She took out a piece of paper, wrote Xiang Xia's name on it, and gently drew a question mark on the back.

There is no Coke in the fridge.

Wu Zi searched several times, but couldn't find it. She didn't want to sleep, so she wore slippers and dragged her downstairs to the convenience store.

This will be a little over 09:30.

The one that is relatively close is opened by the owner of the community, and it closes after 10 o'clock in the evening.

There is also a chain store, which is quite far away on the outskirts of the community, and Wu Zi usually doesn't like to go there.

When Wu Zi went downstairs, he saw that the end of the street lamp was still on, and he could vaguely see the light of the shop. His long legs were walking fast, and he was afraid that the door would be closed soon, and he would run out to buy.

The shop hadn't closed yet.

But the boss is already bent over and is moving things in. The shop is very small, so the cabinets for tobacco and alcohol, as well as the freezer are all placed outside the shop.

Wu Zi took a few bottles of Coke and fumbled in her pockets, but she didn't bring any money. She was in a hurry when she got down just now, and she was embarrassed to scratch her head: "Can I have WeChat?"

"Yes." The proprietress is a very kind person. She took out her mobile phone, but after fiddling with it for a long time, she couldn't find the payment interface.

Wu Zigang wanted to help her out, but the proprietress naturally said to the boss, "Husband, help me find out what's going on."

"I'm working, wait"

The proprietress must be more than 50 years old, she still looks like a child, put down the phone, put her hands together and act like a baby: "Please help me to see, help me to see first"

There were wrinkles on her old face, and she shouldn't have made such an action logically, but she didn't feel anything at all. When she acted like a baby to the boss, her eyes were full of the other party.

"It's all about work, you bitch," the boss muttered, but with a smile on his face, he walked over, took the phone from the boss lady, and said proudly, "Light it on."

Open the payment QR code and hand it to Wu Zi.

Wu Zi came back to his senses, oh, and paid immediately.

Handed her a plastic bag with iced cola

Wu Zi took it, and heard the boss whisper in the boss's wife's ear: "In two days, let's go eat grilled fish."

"No, no, it's so expensive," the proprietress shook her head.

I just heard the boss say proudly: "What are you afraid of, I will pay you, I saw you want to eat that day"

Everything seems to have the answer.

The proprietress is old, but she can still act like a child. After all, it is because the boss is by her side.

Wu Zi walked out the door, and she took a sip of soda.

Air surged into his chest.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is very late, everyone go to bed early, read it tomorrow