I can't hold back my heart

"Sister Wei Xi, why didn't you answer?"

Li Li bit her lip and looked at Wei Xi's side face, wondering what she was thinking sullenly by herself again.

Li Li was happy for a while, then withered.

No matter how confident he was, he had to admit what Wei Xi's silence meant.

"Well, I'm being self-indulgent."

"Sister Wei Xi, I'm not going to talk nonsense anymore, just talk to me."

Still no response.

Li Li pressed on the armrest of the wicker chair, trying to get up, she wanted to go to Wei Xi to see if she was angry.

There was a crisp sound on the neck when it was halfway up, and Li Li fell back into the wicker chair.

"it hurts..."

Li Li burst into tears and pressed her neck in fear.

Wei Xi finally agreed to talk to her, and quickly walked up to her, and pressed her into the rattan chair, "Don't move around."

Li Li really didn't move any more, she pursed her lips aggrievedly.

Wei Xi pulled her hand off her neck, frowned and said, "It should be because the neck has been kept in a sideways posture for a long time, and there is no support, that's why..."

She didn't say anything in the middle of her speech, and she continued after a while: "Blame me."

Li Li immediately said: "I don't blame you."

Li Li felt that according to Wei Xi's statement, she was a bit like a stiff neck, nothing serious, just a little pain.

She is afraid of pain, but for Wei Xi's sake, she can endure it.

Wei Xi didn't think it was a big deal at first, but the little girl burst into tears from the pain, and said she didn't blame her, making her feel guilty.

After all, Li Li looked like the kind of squeamish person who is afraid of pain from injections.

She walked around behind Li Li and rubbed her hands. It didn't get hot after a long time, so she told Li Li not to move around, went into the bathroom to warm her hands with hot water, and then came out to massage Li Li's neck.

Li Li felt very comfortable and warm.

Still itchy.

"Sister Wei Xi, you can actually massage, why do I feel that you can do everything?" She asked curiously.

"Forced by life." Wei Xi replied to her.

Tuition fees for the art department are already expensive, and with the addition of various painting tools, it is a huge expense. Her tuition fees were cobbled together by her mother from relatives and neighbors. She came to City H ahead of time. For three months, she was looking for various part-time jobs. After the money was paid off slowly, she still maintained the habit of part-time jobs.

Her mother was in poor health and kept coughing. She wanted to save money for her mother to see a doctor. Later, Xu Qiao jumped into the sea and died unexpectedly. Xu Lingwei knew that she was short of money and felt guilty, so she tortured her about money. I had to work hard before.

Going to the beauty center to learn massage is just one of the many part-time jobs she has done.

Li Li has never really experienced it, and doesn't quite understand the true meaning of the four words "forced by life".

But she knew that compared with her, Wei Xi had a much harder life.

"Move and see." Wei Xi stopped slowly, "Try to see if it still hurts."

Li Li moved carefully, "It's much better."

"Sister Wei Xi, you are amazing." She happily held Wei Xi's hand.

Wei Xi immediately withdrew his hand, turned around and said, "It's late, go to bed."

"Oh."

Li Li obediently lay down on the bed, Wei Xi turned off the light and lay down too.

Not long after, Li Li heard Wei Xi's even breathing.

After painting for several hours and giving her a massage, she must be exhausted.

Li Li leaned closer to her, quietly hooked her little finger, and found that her hand became cold again.

She simply clasped both hands together, trying to warm her hands.

The sleeping Wei Xi didn't keep her away like when he was awake, but held her hand tightly.

Li Li was a little agitated, and squeezed closer to Wei Xi's side.

Wei Xi's biological clock is unshakable, and he wakes up on time at six o'clock in the morning.

The sleep time last night was not long, but the quality of sleep was unexpectedly good. Wei Xi felt energetic and not sleepy when he woke up in the morning for a long time.

She supported the bed with her hands and wanted to sit up, but suddenly found something warm and soft in her hands.

When she looked at it, she found that it was the little girl's hand, which she took the initiative to hold.

She quickly let go, got out of bed and went to the bathroom, washing softly.

In the mirror, she saw that there was a big bruise on her chin, but if she didn't lift her chin, no one else would notice it.

After washing, she put on her backpack, opened the door lightly and left.

She rushed back to school for morning class, she was the first to arrive, and she even gave Ling Lan a seat in the middle and back row, so that it was convenient for Ling Lan to catch fish in class. She has good eyesight, so it doesn't matter where she sits.

As soon as Ling Lan entered the classroom, she was startled when she saw Wei Xi, "You didn't sleep in the classroom last night, did you?"

Wei Xi shook his head, and turned over the drawing paper that had been flattened by the textbook.

"What is this, let me see."

Ling Lan reached for it and opened a piece of drawing paper, "It's really good, you actually drew the friendship apple I gave you, you will definitely win a prize."

Wei Xi pursed his lips, "I would like to borrow your good words."

The picture of the apple was completed by her when she arrived in the classroom ahead of schedule.

Xu Lingwei walked into the classroom through the back door at this time, glanced at Wei Xi, and then sat down in the middle of the middle row, so that Wei Xi could see her back when she raised her eyes.

Ling Lan glanced at the back, and said to Wei Xi: "Put the painting away, don't let Xu Lingwei ruin it again."

This kind of thing happened twice already, Ling Lan felt a little PTSD just looking at it.

Wei Xi nodded, she would never let Xu Lingwei destroy the picture she drew for the little girl.

At noon, the four people in the dormitory gathered together, put their scrolls into painting tubes, and hung them beside their respective beds.

There was no class in the afternoon, so Wei Xi went out to work part-time as usual.

Ling Lan was afraid that something would happen to Wei Xi's painting, so she hung it next to her and kept an eye on her, but what she didn't expect was that Xu Lingwei moved while she was going downstairs to get takeaway, and even scattered the pieces on Wei Xi's table. .

Ling Lan was so angry that she wanted to fight Xu Lingwei, but there was no sign of Xu Lingwei in the dormitory.

She called Wei Xi to inform Wei Xi, but Wei Xi didn't care, saying that she was not to blame, and comforted her not to be angry.

Ling Lan felt that Xu Lingwei was crazy, and Wei Xi was also driven crazy by Xu Lingwei.

A week later, the results of the sketch contest came out, and the winning works were directly mounted in the art gallery of the college.

Ling Lan was afraid that Wei Xi would be upset, so she didn't intend to ask her to watch it. Unexpectedly, Wei Xi took the initiative to ask her to watch it this time.

"Go and see if your flowing clouds are framed," Wei Xi said.

Xu Lingwei, who was waiting to see Wei Xi's sadness in the dormitory, heard the yin and yang and said: "Don't force yourself to smile, you are fine, maybe you cry, I feel better, and I won't ruin your painting next time."

Wei Xi treated her like air, Ling Lan couldn't hold back this breath, and wanted to fight, Wei Xi dragged her to be difficult to use, and before going out, she slammed the unfinished cone firmly on her back.

Xu Lingwei reached out and wiped it back, and found that the clothes were dirty, stomped her feet angrily, and went into the bathroom to change.

"How is it? Do you want to relieve your anger?" Ling Lan asked Wei Xi.

Wei Xi shook his head, "I'm not angry."

"I'll help you, I'm so mad."

Wei Xi patted her on the back, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, your Flowing White Cloud won the third prize."

"But you..." Ling Lan couldn't be happy when she thought of Wei Xi's painting.

Suddenly I heard someone in front say: "Wei Xi is the first, or if you don't participate, you will be the first once you participate."

Ling Lan was instantly agitated. She pushed aside the crowd and pushed Wei Xi forward. The first prize was not the painting with Wei Xi's name on it.

And the people in the painting... seem a little familiar.

She was puzzled, but Wei Xi took a picture with her mobile phone calmly.

"Okay, Wei Xi, if the painting is torn, you can rush to work and come up with a painting that is so vivid."

"Don't tell me, this little girl is so pretty after a closer look, I'm almost heartbroken."

She rubbed her chin to appreciate the taste carefully, but before she could see enough, she was dragged aside by Wei Xi.

"Let's appreciate your flowing white clouds." Wei Xi said lightly.

"No, it took so long to paint. I'm going to throw up again. I'll go and see your painting. That little girl is so pretty. It makes me feel like I'm in love."

She walked over there, and Wei Xi grabbed her arm severely.

Ling Lan turned her head and saw Wei Xi's expressionless face.

"Looking at the paintings is fine, but changing your heart."