everyone knows i love you

It was very quiet in the room.

After Qiao Tong posted this selfie, she didn't post anything else. It took about 3 minutes before Shang Youxuan replied to her.

[Sweetheart]: Why do you lie on the bed without drying your hair?

[Xiao Qiao]: I was just blowing, I will reply you first when I see the news.

[Sweetheart]: Then go and continue blowing, why don't you reply, wait until the blowing is over.

[Xiao Qiao]: Well, then I will go first.

Shang Youxuan opened the long-lost 123 Romance collection page, added new chapters that she hadn't read in the past two days, went to the "Dead Authors" column, and re-opened the "Dead Authors" column that she read for the first time. Stealing Life".

—A story of two-headed brothers.

It was completely different from the mood she had read the story before, and she tried to find the reflection of Qiao Tong's mind in it.

"Wu Sheng, Wu Xi..." She silently read the names of the protagonist brothers throughout the whole text, raised her fingers slightly to touch the void, and read out the "New Testament First Corinthians" quoted in the article, "Love Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy, love does not parade itself, is not puffed up, does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil, does not rejoice in injustice, but rejoices in truth; . . . love never fails."

"Love is... never ending." She repeated it again, her voice low, as if whispering to the night.

The few words I know from her father are just fragments from more than ten years ago, not to mention using other people's mouths, it is impossible to construct her entire 22 years of life. Her intuition tells her that Qiao Tong has a disguise in front of her, and it may not be her showing it. So pure and innocent.

But that feeling of liking cannot be faked.

Unless her clear eyes can be deceiving, unless the heartbeat she heard that day is fake.

But there are many, many secrets hidden in her heart.

those little known things.

"Love never ends." Shang Youxuan leaned against the bed, lowered her long eyelashes, and sighed softly, but her slightly raised eyebrows revealed her true feelings, "I really want to see all of you look."

Every legendary or ordinary story often begins with curiosity.

Apes were curious about how to walk on the ground, so they evolved hands and feet; apes were curious about how to hunt and live better, so they learned to use tools; humans were curious about how vast the outside world is, so they discovered the Milky Way and invented spaceships.

One day you walked through a street that you must pass every day, and one day you found a young girl suddenly added to the window booth in the bookstore. Every day after that, you walked by there, you looked at her through the glass, she Looking at you through the glass, the summer treetop wind caresses your heart.You walked in curiously and asked her name, she opened the page, nodded and smiled to answer, time stood still at that moment.As for whether they are together in the end, that is the end of the story, and it is not important anymore.

Countless sunny and rainy days, countless sad or happy legends have been staged in this city.

Shang Youxuan logged into that Weibo account that she had forgotten for a long time, and picked up her life-killing career again.

[Roasted Sweet Potato]: "Big, big, why haven't you updated recently!"

[Roasted Sweet Potato]: "Big Da Da Da, has your wife caught up yet?"

【Roasted sweet potato】: "I miss you so much /(tot)/~~"

Qiao Tong ignored her.There was no reply, and it didn't show as read.

Shang Youxuan felt very happy, because Qiao Tong did not reply to her, probably still blowing her hair.Shang Youxuan has nothing to do recently. She doesn't need to promote a new book or a new TV series, so she doesn't bother to go to her big Weibo. Except for teasing Qiao Tong's vest today, this week All in hiding.

Before Weibo received a reply, a WeChat message popped up on the notification bar, and Shang Youxuan switched from the novel page.

[Xiao Qiao]: It’s over, I’m already lying in the quilt [smile]

The corners of the mouth are grinning, the eyeballs are downcast, and the whites of the eyes are very large.

Shang Youxuan stared at that old smiling expression without words: "..."

[Sweetheart]: For a moment I thought I was chatting with someone from my mother's generation [smile]

[Little Joe]: What's the matter [smile]

[Sweetheart]: It’s nothing, I think it’s pretty cute now [smile]

[Xiao Qiao]: Well.

[Sweetheart]: [Voice]

[Sweetheart]: Point with your finger and listen with your ears.

Qiao Tong clicked it, leaned closer to her ear, and there was a muffled laugh first, and then entered the text.

Shang Youxuan said: "Baby, I mean because you are cute."

Qiao Tong's heart thumped, she was caught off guard, her fingers holding the phone were slightly numb, and she didn't know how to reply.Shang Youxuan's voice is usually clear and upright, very upright, but it's completely different when she lowers her voice, with a provocative breath around her ears, and her beautiful thin lips are slightly raised The very hoarse sexy voice whispered three charming words: baby.

She didn't know what was said later.

I heard it, but I didn't understand it.

It took her another full minute to listen to the second half of the sentence "You are cute."

[Sweetheart]: It's not the same as Qin Mu's baby.

Qiao Tong held back the words she had received.

[Xiao Qiao]: Don't think I can't see it, you are laughing at me, does this expression [smile] mean something bad?

[Sweetheart]: No, I think it is very good from today, you should send me more in the future chat.

[Little Joe]: [smile] [smile] [smile] [smile]

[Sweetheart]: Hahahaha [and Pippi Shrimp are gay.jpg]

Qiao Tong seemed to be able to imagine how she was lying on the bed smiling now, the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with warm light, which was especially beautiful.Qiao Tong thought: We broke up too early in the afternoon, we should stay with her for a while longer.She should even have a picture with her, now want to see her and can't see anything.

[Xiao Qiao]: Do you have any photos?

[Sweetheart]: Why do you want this?

[Xiao Qiao]: Courtesy is reciprocal.

[Sweetheart]: There is no reciprocity. I usually don’t like taking selfies, because there are too many selfie photos, and I’m afraid that my phone will fall in love with me hopelessly.A mobile phone with autonomous consciousness is terrible, it will do many incredible things for love.

[Xiao Qiao]: "My phone woke up in the morning and said he fell in love with me"?

[Sweetheart]: Do you read my magazine?

[Xiao Qiao]: The latest issue is on my desk.Make up one issue a week, sooner or later it will be finished.

Shang Youxuan rolled her lips and smiled, her heart was a little sweet, but she didn't continue the topic. She forwarded the photo sent by Zhao Fengmin to Qiao Tong's mobile phone, and asked: "When did you get here?"

Qiao Tong replied: It seems that when I was studying in the United States, my parents happened to come to see me once, so they took this photo.

Shang Youxuan asked: Why do you look unhappy?

Qiao Tong said: No, I usually have this expression.Where did you get this?I have none myself.

Shang Youxuan asked again: Your father sent it to my parents. After I met my uncle and aunt last time, my uncle contacted my parents.I heard from my parents that when you were young, you had a serious illness and you didn't talk to anyone for several months. Why?

Qiao Tong quickly replied: I can't remember.

Shang Youxuan was a little shocked: What?

Qiao Tong said: "I was too young at that time, and I was a little stimulated. My memory doesn't fully describe those things.I only know that I am in pain, hiding in a corner, no one can believe it.

Shang Youxuan thought for a while, then asked cautiously: When did you leave the country?

Qiao Tong also stared slightly, and replied: Ten years ago.

--why?

— Figured out some things.

--Um?

——After I fell ill at the age of six, I stayed at home for several months, and then I was hired as a tutor for two or three years, and never went to school again.When I was ten years old, I went to a private noble middle school for the first grade, and when I was 12 years old, I graduated from junior high school.I feel depressed and I know I'm sick again, and it's mental.For a while I wanted to hide back home, but someone saved me.

— Can you tell me who it is?

——You may feel a little silly when you say it. When I was at school, I used my mobile phone to read novels online when I had nothing to do. I met an author that year.My Chinese is not very good, so I don't know how to describe what she wrote, it must be amazing.I just remember that after reading it, I locked myself in my room and cried a lot. The next day, I told my parents that I was going abroad and going far away.I can't go on like this for the rest of my life in the warm nest they built for me, otherwise I will either not be able to survive, or I will be completely useless.

Shang Youxuan guessed that the author she was talking about should be herself. At that time, she was a sophomore in high school, and she was impressed by revisiting "The Count of Monte Cristo". However, there is never a lack of hope in her works. The protagonist who was crushed in the quagmire was shaken and collapsed, but never abandoned herself, and finally gained a new life at the end.At the same time that the article made her a little popular, it became a classic in the circle at that time, and it is still often mentioned by people, and has since gained a large number of unswerving fans. Qingyun goes straight up ninety thousand miles.After a few more years, she felt that there was a problem with the structure of this article and it was dragged into black history.

[Sweetheart]: You're not stupid, maybe you just lacked an opportunity to wake up, it just happened that you saw that.It doesn't matter if it's an article, a movie, or a poster.

[Xiao Qiao]: Maybe, to be honest, I regretted it as soon as I went abroad [smile]

[Sweetheart]: Are you afraid?Hahaha call you impulsive.

[Xiao Qiao]: Yes, I was very scared at the time. When I got to school and saw my parents leaving, I almost ran back crying.In the first two months after I arrived, I almost suspected that I had persecution paranoia, and lived in fear of being unaccompanied every day.Afterwards, I understood that the suffering of the protagonist in the novel always seems to be short-lived, because I can watch it for an hour at most and cry for an hour, and when it is my turn, every day is extremely long.But after thinking about it, it was all worth it.

Shang Youxuan imagined Qiao Baozi, who was teary while holding a kangaroo doll when he was a child, and suddenly felt cute.I don't know if Qiao Heng and Mu Xiaoqing left any photos.

[Sweetheart]: Huh?Why?

Lying down for too long, the air in the quilt was a little stagnant, Qiao Tong was a little stuffy, she simply sat up halfway, her fingertips gently stroked her left brow bone, her long eyelashes were lowered, as if she was thinking about something seriously Things, the warm lights spread throughout the room, quietly casting the shadows of her eyelashes on her face.

The room was very quiet, and Qiao Tong could hear her heart beating in her chest.

The breastfinch under the eaves outside the window is snuggling up to its mother in the warm nest and dozing.

Shang Youxuan waited a little longer this time.

[Little Joe]: [Voice]

Before Shang Youxuan clicked on it, for some reason, her heart suddenly jumped heavily.

Qiao Tong's cautious and nervous voice came from beside her ear.

"If it was me in the past, I would never dare to like you like I do now."