evening tide

"family?"

The word Xiang Wan seemed to have floated in from outside the window, and was dizzy by the wind.

Chao Xin keenly grasped Xiang Wan's semantic doubts, turned half of his body sideways, and mustered up the courage to look at her.

"You mean... family?"

Xiang Wan frowned, and asked her again uncertainly.

"What's wrong with your family? Something happened?" Xiang Wan breathed out lightly, "But why did you say that I can't accept it?"

Blinking her clear eyes twice, her brain was blunt and unable to turn.

Chao Xin felt as if there was a blender in his heart, buzzing and tangling and crushing the originally clear thoughts, and finally shaking them to the line of his lips, murmured a few times, but didn't say a word.

"Didn't you say..." Chao Xin was a little nervous, squinting at Xiang Wan, "I can't accept it, my family."

Meal after meal, he was completely different from the instructor who was in full control on the stage.

"I mean," Xiang Wan recalled carefully, still a little dazed, "I can't accept that you treated me well because of Chao Wang. I was afraid that mentioning Chao Wang would hurt you, so I mentioned my family."

"Chao Wang?"

Chao Xin moved his head: "Have we made it clear about Chao Wang? I have never used you as a substitute. I have treated her..."

I'm a little speechless.

"I know." Xiang Wan interrupted her.

"It's just that you know? Chao Xin." As soon as the words came out, she had a sore nose. "I also thought it was a pinhead problem at first. If I was a normal person, I wouldn't care at all, but I always care about it inadvertently." Sometimes I think of Chao Wang, wondering if she likes to drink tomato ball soup, whether she eats sweet or spicy..."

Talking about his unreasonable brooding, Xiang Wan was also embarrassed.

"Chao Wang doesn't drink tomato ball soup, Xiang Wan," Chao Xin felt distressed, sniffing, "Chao Wang is completely different from you."

"Our family, when I was at home, never drank meatball soup. We didn't have the conditions to chop such fine meat. We either ate bacon, which was a fat piece, or used it for braised braised meat, because the meat was not fresh and we had to cut more ingredients. It was the first time Chao Xin confided this, and then lowered his head while speaking.

"Then Chao Wang will give me the meat. She is very short because of long-term malnutrition, maybe," Chao Xin said in a nasal voice, "only a little over 1.5 meters."

"She is nothing like you."

How can she look like a pampered prime minister, Chao Wang's hair is also very yellow, and Xiang's hair is black and shiny.

Chao Xin chattered about Chao Wang's past, her breathing seemed to be cutting her nostrils with a knife, her eyes fixed on the bed, then she raised her hand, brushed her hair back from the top of her head, and then again.

It took three or four times more force than usual.

In fact, she really didn't want to recall Chao Wang's appearance again, but she also urgently needed to explain to Xiang Wan, although this explanation seemed upside down and out of shape.

"I know, I know." Xiang Wan noticed Chao Xin's abnormality, her whole body seemed to be immersed in sadness, even the charming tear mole under her eyes was slightly frowned and distorted.

It is said that people with tear moles love to cry, but Xiang Wan has never seen Chao Xin cry, and she hasn't at this moment. She just runs down her hair one by one, as if cutting her guilt for Chao Wang and cherishing Xiang Wan into pieces. The two halves didn't care if it was bloody or not, anyway they wanted to show Xiang Wan.

Xiang Wan's heart was in so much pain that she could only go forward and hug Chao Xin naked, tears rolled down her eyes as soon as she blinked.

It turns out that there is such a thing as empathy in this world. As long as that person is in your heart, you can even feel sorry for her, cry for her, and wish you could replace her.

Xiang Wan scratched his neck and sobbed softly: "I know, you don't need to say it."

"It's not your problem, and it has nothing to do with Chao Wang. It's me, and it's my fault."

Xiang Wan wiped away tears: "I have no place to come from and no home in this world. When I first came here, I often woke up from my sleep and didn't know where I was. I was dreaming all night and all night. , don’t remember who I am.”

She started from the beginning, not sure if she could make it clear.

"At that time, I met some friends, and I told them, my name is Xiang Wan, I am the daughter of Zuo Xiang, my father," she trembled and sobbed, "My father is, my father is..."

She was a little broken, she was very anxious, why couldn't remember her father's name all of a sudden.

"Xiang Wan, Xiang Wan." Chao Xin raised his hand, patted her head lightly, and called her in a low voice.

"Your father's name is Xiang Yu, your mother is Xiang Huashi, your elder brother is Xiang Pi, your second brother is Xiang Qin, and you have a younger sister. You were born in the 24th year of Xinyuan, and your name is Xiangshi Axi."

She told her calmly and deeply, word by word, exactly what Xiang Wan said back then.

"Mmm, um." Xiang Wan cried so badly that he was almost speechless.

Chao Xin remembered, remembered clearly.

But probably only Chao Xin remembered.

"I am here, working and studying. I have always lived under the fence and lived in lies every day. My residence certificate shows that I am a homeless person. My date of birth is false, and even the year is false. Every time I meet new people, I have to ask Tell the lie again, I remember the fake Xiang Wan more clearly than the real one."

"I'm terrified, Chao Xin, I'm actually terribly terrified." Xiang Wan hugged her tightly, saying something he had never said before.

No one can understand this kind of life that hides and avoids everyone. At the beginning, they have to be careful not to reveal their flaws, but her existence was originally a flaw.

She has no roots, she is a floating weed, and she doesn't even have authenticity, and she doesn't know whether those friends on the Internet who say they like her every day, whether the projection point of love is Xiangwan itself, or the symbol of Xiangwan in the 21st century.

Her existence has no authenticity, but she is never demanding, she is only demanding on Chao Xin.

She met someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, and she said to herself, as long as Chao Xin knew she was the real one, as long as Chao Xin loved her the real one.

"I'm very greedy. I want to be someone who is loved because of Xiang Wan, but God made a joke for me. She uses things I don't want to shake the bones of our relationship."

Xiang Wan's nasal cavity was severely blocked, making her speech not so clear.

"Only with you, I don't want to be someone else for a second, I want your good all because of me."

She was out of breath from crying, crying in a mess.

"Wan Wan, Xiang Wan." Chao Xin pressed against her cheek, the sadness in his eyes completely covered the original expression, and she called her one after another, whispering and whispering.

"I understand, I really understand." Chao Xin hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about your feelings," the choked voice paused, because her heart twitched unbearably, "but I only have a little affection for you because of Chao Wang's relationship, I never I treat you like someone else, I like you, I love you, I love you, Xiang Wan from the beginning to the end, you believe me, I swear."

She swallowed twice quickly, wanting to burst into flames because of suppressing her crying.

"You trust me," she said sadly and vulnerablely.

Xiang Wan didn't answer, but just hugged her tighter.

Chao Xin's comforting will always work, Xiang Wan feels like a dizzy stray cat, being held in her arms like a treasure, someone told her that there will be no wind, no rain, I won't be hungry anymore, and I won't be displaced.

"Actually, I thought about it two days ago," Xiang Wan murmured, "I saw the interaction between you and Feng Guo, and I saw the interaction between you and Shu Qin."

"I..." Chao Xin frowned, feeling a little anxious again.

"No," Xiang Wan shook his head hastily, "What I think is, since they can also communicate with you normally, and can also be your teacher, student and friend with you, then I can do it too, right?"

"Even if there is no relationship with Chao Wang, I still have many ways to get close to you, for example, you teach me in this competition, or in case there is a chance to exchange mentors next time."

"As long as we can be alone, we can talk, talk a lot," Xiang Wan let go of her, and looked at Chao Xin earnestly with tears in his eyes, "You will still like me, right?"

She looked at Chao Xin expectantly, helpless but not to be outdone.

I don't know whether it's because of the excitement of crying or the shyness of wanting to like her, but it is faintly red.

The nose is redder, as are the eye sockets.

But it's so strange, everything made Chao Xin fall in love with it, as if he was born with such a good-looking person, not one point more, not one point less, standing on Chao Xin's heart, the size of the footprints and the size of the heart The dents fit perfectly.

Chao Xin shook his head.

not like.

She told Xiang Wan seriously, "I will fall in love with you."

"As it is now."