Chapter 10:

On the fifth day of military training, school clubs and organizations started new activities, mainly in the evening. Lin Xian wanted to join the student union and the debate team. The next two days had to stay at school to eat dinner to participate in the evening training, so as to be late After training, attend the recruitment interview. Too late in the evening, Xiao Wanqing was not at ease. Despite Lin Xian's repeated resignation, Xiao Yunqing insisted on driving to the school to pick her up and go home.
On the afternoon of the tenth day of military training, Lin Xian still didn't look forward to the typhoon that had been foreseen, as usual, standing against the scorching sun and standing upright with his waist.
I don't know where a bee flew from a distant place, "buzzing" in a circle around their phalanx.
Lin Xian has been distracted, so he didn't notice the quiet commotion of the classmates. It wasn't until a black spot appeared in her sight that was getting closer and clearer, and Lin Xian recovered and was shocked.
She reacted, the little thing in the immediate vicinity was a bee, and immediately panicked and hurriedly raised her hand to report. However, the word "report" had not yet been screamed out, and a piercing "呲啦" sound was preemptively sounded... Air There was silence for a second, and what followed was that the students couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The bee was frightened away by everyone's loud laughter. Lin Xian shouted the "report" blankly, lowering his head and glancing at the clothes he had ripped from his armpit. There was a moment of loss. Then she blushed slightly embarrassedly and grinned, and finally couldn't help laughing with everyone.
The instructor sternly shouted, "Smile, smile, stand well!" But the irrepressible arc of the corner of his lips betrayed his heart.
Everyone heard the blame, but they laughed louder and more unscrupulously, and the classmates in the next phalanx turned their heads to look around curiously.
Lin Xian, as the party concerned, covered her armpit and smiled the most when she was ashamed. Finally, the instructor punishes her with a small commandment and fines her for fifty leapfrogs.
This incident made Lin Xian famous in several nearby squares. Everyone knows that there is a beautiful-looking, excellent-looking, humorous and cheerful girl in the phalanx of financial classes three and four. The boys' eyes were all bright, and they started rubbing their hands, eager to try.
After training, on the way home, Lin Xian couldn't laugh.
There was a surge of people on the bus, and everyone stood shoulder to shoulder. Lin Xian stood hard, but because of the cracks in his clothes, he didn't dare to raise his hand to grab the bar on the top. She could only insert it into the air with difficulty, twisting her body, grasping the back of someone else's chair and being dizzy and dizzy by the car.
After returning home, she passed the kitchen, hurriedly greeted the busy Xiao Wanqing, and ran back to her bedroom to change clothes, causing Xiao Yunqing to be confused.
After a while, Lin Xian changed her clothes and happily ran back to the kitchen, leaning back against the refrigerator, she looked at Xiao Wanqing brightly and described to Xiao Wanqing her afternoon piss: "Aunt Xiao, I Tell you, something particularly embarrassing happened to me this afternoon..."
Her tone came alive, her expressions were vivid and interesting, and she could dance around, and Xiao Wanqing could not help but listen: "You..."
Lin Xian saw Xiao Wanqing smiled and followed the music. After two seconds of fun, she frowned and flared, and began to coquettishly: "But when she came back, she was squeezed on the bus because she was afraid to raise her hand. The driver drove violently, swaying, and when I got out of the car, I vomited uncomfortably."
Xiao Wanqing condensed his smile, his delicate eyebrows slightly raised, and looked at Lin Xian anxiously and asked, "Is it better now? Is it still uncomfortable?"
Lin Xian raised her eyes and secretly looked at Xiao Wanqing, seeing that Xiao Xiaoqing smiled slightly, a worried expression appeared on her face, her heart was inexplicably sweet, and her lips rose slightly. She blinked her eyes and replied: "It's not uncomfortable now. When I came home to see Aunt Xiao and smelled the smell of rice, I had no problem."
Xiao Yunqing frowned, looked at her, her eyes twitched, and said helplessly to her: "Little Greedy Cat..." She turned off the gas stove, put dishes on the plate, and said warmly: "Well, go wash your hands and prepare to eat." "
Lin Xian quickly stepped forward, helped Xiao Wanqing put the pot on the star bowl and put water, and then helped Xiao Xiaoqing to serve the dishes, handed Xiao Xiaoqing's arm, and said: "I just washed my hands, the pot will be washed again later, we Go to dinner first. After you wash the pot, the food will be cold."
Xiao Wanqing was worried that Lin Xian was hungry, and every time he always filled the dishes and let Lin Xian eat first, he always had to wait for the kitchen to clean up before sitting down. Lin Xian had long been dissatisfied, so he had to change Xiao Wanqing's habit of saying anything. Meals should still be eaten while hot.
Xiao Wanqing was stubbornly pulled away by Lin Xian. She looked back at the messy stove and looked at the stubborn girl next to her. He sighed gently and bent his eyebrows. Some helplessness, more, but I feel warm.
After dinner, after taking a shower, Lin Xian came out while wiping her hair, and asked to watch TV on the sofa and change the station at will. Xiao Aoqing said: "Aunt Xiao, do you have needles at home? I have to sew clothes."
The girl's hair was wet, and she was still dripping with water, wetting most of her shoulders.
Xiao Wanqing turned to look at Lin Xian, with a warm smile flashing in her eyes, she hooked her lips helplessly and called Lin Xian: "Come and sit down."
Lin Xian had no doubt about him. He stepped forward to sit next to Xiao Wanqing and turned his head to look at Xiao Wanqing doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Wanqing's expression was calm, Qu Qiliang's calf was lying on the sofa, and then turned around, kneeling and sitting in front of Lin Xian. She took out the towel from Lin Xian's slightly dumbfounded hands, gently covering Lin Xian's hair, wiping it gently, sighing, "You don't always wipe your hair well, nor do you like to blow Hair, wet hair can also fall head to sleep. Now I feel nothing at a young age, and when I get older later, it is too late to have a headache."
The gentle words slowly passed into Lin Xian's ears and into Lin Xian's mind and heart. She gently raised her head, staring blankly at Xiao Wanqing's focused face. After a few seconds, she lowered her head violently and said in a hurry: "I will pay attention later."
Xiao Wanqing softened her eyebrows and responded softly with a smile: "Well, I will also supervise you."
Lin Xian bit her lip, feeling like she was running wild, but she couldn't figure out why.
Two minutes later, Xiao Wanqing let go of his hand with satisfaction, changed to kneel and sat down, handed the towel to Lin Xian, and said with a smile: "Okay, go get your clothes, I'll get needles to help you sew."
Lin Xian took the towel and said politely: "No, I can sew it myself."
Xiao Xiaoqing didn't care, but he smiled and said, "Will you? If I put my finger into a horse honeycomb, I won't pay for your medical expenses."
Lin Xian pouted, muttering with dissatisfaction: "How can I be so stupid."
Xiao Yunqing smiled brightly in his eyes and appeased: "Well, I envy my ingenuity, but I am not so stupid. Then you give me a chance to show my hand and show me my ingenuity?" She said slowly. It's like coaxing a child, it makes people feel soft.
Lin Xian was powerless to refuse.
She first went back to the room and took out the military training coat to Xiao Wanqing, and then listened to Xiao Wanqing's words and went to the bathroom to blow her hair. However, she was standing in the bathroom, listening to the "rumbling" sound of the hair dryer in her ears. In her mind, she always thought of Xiao Wanqing in the living room.
She couldn't stand it.
Lin Xian suddenly reached out and unplugged the hair dryer, holding the hair dryer in her right hand and quickly ran out of the bathroom into the kitchen. She bent slightly, and her left hand grabbed the small chair she usually sits when watching Xiao Yunqing cooking. Da ran back to the living room.
Xiao Wanqing was threading the needle, and she turned to look at Lin Xian in disbelief. Lin Xian found a place with a plug, placed a small chair, connected the plug of the hair dryer, and smiled calmly at Xiao Wanqing: "Don’t you mean to show me your ingenuity? I have to watch to find out Your mind is smart."
Xiao Wanqing froze for a moment, then smiled lightly, then bent his eyebrows, turned his head, continued his hand movements, and went with Lin Xian.
Lin Xian turned on the switch of the hair dryer, blowing his hair sideways, his mind still on Xiao Wanqing.
Xiao Yunqing's eyebrows stretched and his expression was carefully focused. The slender and lucid arm shook gently in the air with the movement of the needle thread. Every arc was just so beautiful.
Lin Xian didn't notice that he hadn't moved the position of the hair dryer for a long time. The hair in the same place had been heated by the heat of the hair dryer.
Under the dim light of warm colors, Xiao Wanqing's face, more and more gentle and beautiful, every smile, every move, in Lin Xian's eyes, frozen into a charming picture.
After a while, the position of the hair dryer finally changed. Lin Xian slightly lowered his head, thinking long and far away. She sighed in her heart that Xiao Wanqing was not the most beautiful person she had ever seen, but it was true that the most charming person she had ever had had the ability to keep her eyes open.
Lin Xian occasionally heard her mother chatting with her grandfather, and when her grandfather cared about her old friend's daughter Xiao Wanqing, her mother sighed with anxiety and said, "Xiaohua is good, but his vision is too high, and it has been dragged until now..."
At that time, Lin Xian just pouted, feeling that her mother was old-fashioned, too broad-minded, and careless, not necessarily that Xiao Xiaoqing didn't want to get married at all. At the moment, Lin Xian recalled, but he couldn't help it: what kind of man would he deserve to be Xiao Wanqing?
In her mind, Xiao Yuanqing gradually appeared in the corner behind the funeral hall that year, after arguing with others, she sat paralyzed and weeping. At that time she inadvertently passed by and heard faintly, someone said: "I'm sorry for you." Then, Xiao Wanqing's weak and weak response sounded: "Go, I don't want to see you." After a long time, she heard there The depressed cry sounded, and the probe saw that Xiao Wanqing held his knees in both hands and buried his head, crying with trembling, like falling leaves floating in the wind.
Lin Xian turned off the hair dryer suddenly, and the sudden "rumbling" sound made the air a little strange for a while.
Lin Xian and Wu Liang's eyes looked at Xiao Wanqing and said seriously: "Aunt Xiao, if you look for someone in the future, can you show me first, and I will help you check it?"
She was afraid that someone had obtained the treasure but did not know it and did not understand it.
Xiao Wanqing cracked the knot and knotted it. He heard a little stunned, and then he smiled shallowly, jokingly said: "Then, what kind of person would you want him to pass?"
Lin Xian was just thinking for a moment, did not expect Xiao Wanqing to ask this question, she thought a little bit silently, and replied: "To love you very much, love you more than anything else in this world, love you forever, forever I won't be sorry for you."
Xiao Wanqing knotted the knot, cut the thread, laid down his clothes, walked to Lin Xian, and smiled in disapproval: "That might not be enough."
Lin Xian's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, dissatisfied and said: "That's because he doesn't love you enough, and he doesn't deserve to have you." She paused, her eyebrows tightened tighter, and she asked Xiao Xiaoqing: "Love shouldn't be like this." Is it? It can be fearless of life and death, desperate for everything, wholeheartedly, wholeheartedly."
Xiao Yunqing stroked Lin Xian's soft thin hair with one hand, and took the hair dryer from Lin Xian with one hand. She looked down at Lin Xian's young and green face for a long time, and her eyes were as clear as ink. Finally, she sighed softly and rubbed Lin Xian's head, her tone was soft and low, as if coming from a long past: "You will know when you grow up."
After all, she turned on the hair dryer, and the anxious "rumbling" masked everything. She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her face, Lin Xian's soft black hair slipped from her fingers through the wind...
Do you know if this is the case or not?
Xiao Wanqing didn't tell her.