Chapter 76:

The night was as cold as water, and the rain was pouring out the window. I didn't know when it stopped quietly.
Xiao Linqing opened his eyes and looked at the void after Lin Xian fell asleep for a long time.
She stood sideways, watching the girl sleeping peacefully on the side through the silent night. Lin Xian stretched her eyebrows, as if doing some wonderful dreams, with a soft smile on the corner of her mouth, breathing smoothly, and sleeping soundly.
Xiao Yunqing stretched out his hand and wanted to gently stroke the girl's heroic and delicate eyebrows, and wanted to use five fingers to trace the delicate and pretty facial features of the girl, her stretchable hands, but finally, she was about to touch the girl's delicate face. At that time, slowly, gathered his five fingers, clenched into fists.
For a moment, she looked at the girl's naive and moving sleep, and felt very hurt. She tranced that she was suffering from skin hunger and thirst. She wanted to hug Lin Xian, hug her tightly, and even rub her into her body.
It seems that Lin Xian is a part of her body that has been lost and recovered for a long time. Only by embracing her and having her can she relieve her restlessness and emptiness, and make her life complete and resurrected. It was a thirst for blood, but a desire that could not be dispelled. The desire and reason were pulling, the restraint and indulgence were at war, and the unfulfilled desire close at hand made her choked with throat and moist eyes.
She closed her eyes and seemed to be able to see that it was Zhou Qin poking her spine with an extremely disgusted look, scolding her, Xiao Wanqing, you are shameless! I was blind.
It is Lin Xian who has regretted many years later. Facing her aging, she accuses her with disgusting eyes. Xiao Wanqing, you lured me back then, and I hate you.
Xiao Yunqing asked himself, Lin Xian is still young, not sensible, are you sensible?
When I was young, who had never restlessly admired and loved a person who was regarded as a male or a goddess by adding a filter through the hormone of nowhere to vent. Many years later, I have seen the wider world. In retrospect, no one has ever discovered that the people who have been so glorious in their memories have faded their aura, but it is not so ordinary.
Like, in high school, many boys admired their mature Chinese teachers in their thirties. You are eager to dedicate yourself to diligence. The teacher rationally ignored their impulses with an inclusive and clear eye. After many years of classmates meeting, their careers were successful, they were magnificent, and they had three trips to drink. When they talked about meeting the teacher in drunken words, they just regretted the emotions. The beauty is late, it is better not to see, not what they remember.
The young and beautiful girlfriend is in her arms, who remembers that when she was young, she enthusiastically chased a middle-aged woman with passion and sincerity?
Young love is as elusive as the wind.
When blowing, it is warm and affectionate. When it drifts away, it is cold and cold.
Xiao Wanqing shivered and turned around hard, facing Lin Xian with his back, shaking his arms around him with his hands, clenched his teeth, and told himself, no.
She is an adult and she is responsible for Lin Xian.
She can't allow her to be confused or even help her when the girl is not sensible. She can't afford or withstand the accusations and resentments she will regret in the future.
In Lin Xian's long life with infinite possibilities, like Zhou Qin, she can only be a guide, not a fellow traveler. They are elders, and their responsibilities and obligations are to lead Lin Xian not to go the wrong way, until Lin Xian is handed over to someone who can walk along the way.
Do your part well and do your best.
Xiao Wanqing engraved these eight big characters word by word in his heart.
Insomnia till dawn.
On the second day, when Lin Xian woke up, it was not yet dawn, but Xiao Wanqing was no longer in bed. Lin Xianji hung about his excessive behavior last night, touched his lips with his hands, aftertaste the softness tasted by the tip of his tongue, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his heart was sweet and flustered.
Aunt Xiao, didn't you find it? Why, I disappeared so early.
She jumped out of bed anxiously, and ran to the bathroom, Xiao Xiaoqing was not there. The next second, she turned outside and ran to the kitchen.
A crisp sound of chopsticks colliding with a porcelain bowl came from the kitchen. In the morning light Xizhong, Xiao Yunqing turned back and smiled at her, as softly and quietly as ever: "Envy I got up early today."
Lin Xian looked at her up and down suspiciously. Xiao Wanqing turned back consciously and continued the movements in her hand, asking her: "Is your face washed and your teeth brushed? The meal is not good yet."
Lin Xian gradually let go.
Aunt Xiao should not know yet.
Like the nostalgia of the hometown, Lin Xian once had the courage to think that he would go forward, and gradually disappeared in the silent resistance of Xiao Wanqing. Xu Xuyu’s plan clearly came to the stage of the final breakthrough, but Lin Xian did not have the confidence and determination to take advantage of Xiao Wanqing’s confusion, and he died.
In the end, she is still young, craving the warmth of her relationship with Xiao Wanqing now, afraid of sudden rejection and mutation. She paralyzed herself, and there was still some time before the deadline she had set for herself. Perhaps, like now, she can get along with her intimately and intimately for a few more days. She is more prepared to confess her confession. She treats Aunt Xiao a little better and makes Aunt Xiao like her more, so she can add some chips to herself.
She didn't know that Xiao Wanqing gradually calmed down and became more rational after she took it lightly and did not step up her pace.
On Thursday evening, when Lin Xian returned home after a part-time job as a tutor, Xiao Wanqing waited for her return as usual on the living room sofa. Only this time, until Lin Xian sat down next to Xiao Wanqing, Xiao Wanqing never urged her to take a bath in order to rest early.
The TV screen was like a legal program. Lin Xian found that the time in the upper right corner did not seem to match the current time. After careful inspection, it was found that the player under the TV was on. She asked Xiao Wanqing doubtfully: "Aunt Xiao, what are you looking at?"
Xiao Yunqing said lightly: "A legal program, this episode is about the teacher-student love between a female teacher and two male students. The female teacher instigated the male students to fight for jealousy for her, and finally disabled one and closed one. Our magazine was recently in Pay attention to the topic of teacher-student love and prepare for an in-depth investigation."
Before Lin Xian responded, the commentator commented on the audio, "The teacher used two male students who have just grown up and are not involved in the world. The adolescent impulses are easily tempted to incite them to be jealous for their style...", Xiao Yunqing explained. The staff member sighed: "When they grow up, they will regret it."
Lin Xian didn't care, but just wanted to say a few words to Xiao Wanqing, chat, and casually asked her: "Why do you regret?"
Xiao Wanqing answered her seriously: "Because when they grow up, they will find that this is not love. This is just the attachment and admiration caused by the inequality of identity and the agitation of adolescence, and the deliberate inducement of the elderly. Misunderstood that it was love. How could they not regret it because of this wrong emotion and ruined their second half of their lives."
Lin Xian froze for a moment, feeling sad because of the words "elderly", "wrong" and "wrong" in Xiao Wanqing's discourse. She frowned and straightened up, refuting Xiao Wanqing: "I think they may regret doing the wrong thing and loving the wrong person, but they can't deny that their feelings towards the female teacher are not love. This is Two things cannot be generalized."
Xiao Yunqing calmly retorted: "A mature adult with three views and a sound mind, he fell in love with a person, after his own rational judgment, he made a choice of obedience to the heart in a free and calm situation. And when they were just grown up, Even before she was an adult, the female teacher, through the aura brought by the unequal identity, maliciously lured their restlessness, deliberately they influenced the three views, and thus caused them to produce distorted emotions. This kind of emotion is a kind of blind and immature attachment and dependence that is deliberately cultivated. It is not a true love that is caused by one soul being attracted to another." The assertion: "A lot of times, teacher-student love, or older love starts with a certain amount of blind worship and wrong filters. That may not be true love, they are in love, but they are just in their eyes False illusion. When they reach that age, they will not be so obsessed."
"Aren't their souls being attracted by a beautiful soul that they mistakenly thought they existed?" Lin Xian asked sharply. Xiao Wanqing was too arbitrary, and her conclusion about the love of older ages suddenly poked Lin Xian's pain point. Lin Xian, like a cat stepped on the tail, blew up all his hair.
She seemed to have stood on the debate platform she was accustomed to, with a momentum like a rainbow, and her eyebrows countered her disagreeing views with cold eyes: "In love, who can really be calm and objective. Since ancient times, there have been sayings, and the lover's eyes are outrageous. , Who is in love, who can truly and objectively view his lover without filters? It is not so much a false illusion as a voluntary beautification.
She is like a small steel cannon, and it strongly impacts Xiao Wanqing's blunt remarks: "In the love of two adults, it is more because the other person has something that he does not have and is attracted to it. Just like the silent man. , People who may fall in love with humor, sloppy people, who may fall in love with careful and careful, then if they have these characteristics themselves, they may not like each other, then you have to say their love Isn’t it love? In the love between the elderly and the young, the elderly can admire the youthful vitality of the young, and the young may admire the maturity and stability of the elderly. Are they attracted? When they reach that age, they may no longer be obsessed with each other's maturity and stability, but in the long years, they may no longer just love each other just because they are mature and stable. Losing this feature, They still love each other. If it is just because one of them is still young, it is too arbitrary to deny their feelings."
"You can say that the young people's three views are undecided and are easily shaken by influence, but for older people, the three views must be firm and mature, and will not be affected? In the process of human interaction, it is not the three Do the views communicate and influence each other? Who is responsible for whose three views? Who can be responsible for whose three views?"
"Aunt Xiao, you do this topic with your own non-objective prejudices. I don't think it's appropriate." Lin Xian raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disappointment.
Xiao Yunqing was not a person who was good at arguing, and she originally wanted to take Lin Xian euphemistically, intending to bring Lin Xian back on track. In fact, she did not fully agree with her views, and she did not make thorough preparations and rhetoric. She thought that the girl's smart personality would give up when she received her out-of-string voice, but she never expected that Lin Xian's always gentle temperament would suddenly become so sharp and aggressive when touching this topic.
Xiao Wanqing was speechless and dumbfounded by her series of rhetorical questions.
Lin Xian thought that if Xiao Wanqing knew that she liked her, she might think of herself like this, and she became more and more angry, and said more and more fiercely. But when she saw Xiao Wanqing's sudden sharp words, she looked a little confused, and she was a little bit soft.
She sighed, wanted to give Xiao Wanqing some digestion time, and wanted to give herself a little time to calm down. She stood up and said to Xiao Wanqing: "Aunt Xiao, I'm going to take a shower first."
Lin Xian seemed to be more mature, firmer, and harder than she thought, persuading.
She wanted to be responsible for Lin Xian's three views, but Lin Xian did not seem to be willing to give her this opportunity.
Xiao Wanqing bit his lip, looked at Lin Xian with a complicated look, and nodded absently.
In the bathroom, Lin Xian turned on the shower, and let the water flow around the body coolly, and the excited thoughts gradually settled. She returned to her mind rationally and alertly returned to her mind before slowly reminiscing: Does Aunt Xiao say something to herself, does it mean something else?
She was still fascinated, and suddenly, a black shadow flew over her eyes.
Lin Xian froze for a moment.
The next second, Lin Xian looked at the shadow that was getting closer and closer, his eyes widened, and the reaction came-the big flying cockroach! ! ! !
Lin Xian screamed "Ah!" Then, she looked at the cockroach fluttering with her wings, approaching in panic, quickly hugged her head and fled in the bathroom.
Xiao Yunqing sat in the living room with a heavy thought, and suddenly he was shocked to hear the exclamation from Lin Xian in the bathroom. His body moved faster than his mind, and he instantly bounced up and trot over quickly. Lin Xian anxiously asked: "Xian Xian, what's the matter?" For the first time, she frantically patted the door in disregard of manners. She felt uneasy in her heart. She was afraid that Lin Xian accidentally fell and fell.
Fortunately, the girl's panicked voice soon came out of the door, with a faint cry: "Ahhhhh, Aunt Xiao, there are cockroaches, ahhhh..."
The next second, the door was opened, and Lin Xianhuarong appeared in Xiao Wanqing's eyes in disgrace. When Xiao Yunqing slightly widened his eyes and froze, he suddenly slammed into Xiao Wanqing's arms.
"Aunt Xiao, I'm afraid..." Xiao Wanqing heard the girl talking to her for the first time with such a delicate and tender cry.
Her hair was not wet yet, with a messy beauty, all over her body, only a white short bath towel wrapped in a mess, covering her thighs from her chest. Thin shoulders, distinct collarbone, straight long legs, bright and timid face, graceful posture...
The young body messed up sexyly.
Xiao Wanqing was stiffly embraced by the girl, and her eyes were the girl's bare shoulders and spine, her raised hands, and she had nowhere to put it for a while.
The heart beats like thunder, and the heart beats like numbness.
She shook her throat and clenched her fingers unconsciously. For a moment, she reacted, took off her coat and put it on Lin Xian's shoulder, and told her: "Don't be afraid, don't be cold..."
As soon as the words came out, Xiao Wanqing realized that her voice was already dumb.
She was ashamed and shameless to look at Lin Xian again, broke away from Lin Xian's hug, and quickly walked towards the bathroom: "I'll fight cockroaches, you go to the bathroom in my bedroom to wash it."
Lin Xian had Xiao Wanqing, and his courage became bigger again, and followed behind him gradually: "I... I will accompany you." She calmed down a little bit and immediately thought of caring about Xiao Wanqing: "Aunt Xiao, are you afraid of cockroaches?" Ah." She swallowed a bit, clenched her fists, and the strong man gritted her teeth like a broken wrist: "If Aunt Xiao is afraid of you, let me come."
Xiao Yunqing heard the words and turned to look back at Lin Xian, who was still trembling with fear but wanted to protect her. His eyes were complex and obscure. She turned back and murmured dullly: "I'm not afraid. Envy, go get dressed first."
Lin Xian was relieved to hear that Xiao Wanqing was not afraid. She is not afraid of the sky, she is afraid that these messy insects, flying cockroaches, is her number one enemy. She looked at her embarrassment, and finally compromised: "Then... Aunt Xiao, I'll get dressed first."
"Yeah." Xiao Wanqing replied arrogantly from the throat.
In the middle of the silent night, the familiar bed was overwhelmed by the waves, and sometimes there was a soft moan and gasp that women could hardly suppress.
Xiao Yunqing felt that he was like a tight pipa in the girl's hands, tossing and turning, gently rubbing and picking, the strings, shaking and shaking, endlessly...
I... I can't stand it anymore...
Xiao Wanqing tightened his body tremblingly. She tiredly and contentedly wanted to hug the beloved girl who asked her tirelessly, stretched out her hands, gathered together lovingly, and the next second, she emptied in a daze...
The next moment, she suddenly woke up from her sleep.
In the long night, the empty bed enveloped her and accompanied her, only endless darkness and emptiness.
An indescribable sense of despair, accompanied by the sense of shame and shame brought about by the wetness she felt, filled Xiao Yunqing's heart.
Indecisiveness leads to disaster.
She overestimated herself.
The author has something to say: Aunt Xiao: Why am I such a person (desperate)
Lin Xian's consolation: not afraid or not, it's all spring's fault!