Chapter 115:

When he came, he was uneasy, but his heart was at least alive. When leaving, Xiao Wanqing was heavy and desperate, and her naive resurrection heart seemed to be crushed to half by the ruthless reality again.
When those who thought about tortured in their minds countless times and spoke out cruelly from the close population, she realized that it turned out to be different after all.
It seems that it hurts more.
Every word and every sentence, bone marrow, if there is substance.
This time, even Wen Tong, who has always supported her, is not on her side, unable to understand, resist, or even accept herself.
Xiao Yuanqing bit his lip and drove in the brightly lit avenue, but he felt as if he had fallen into a dark tunnel.
Since her parents went, her life seemed to be driving into an endless darkness, no direction, no end. She walked along with the time in a mechanical way, but passed by and waited for the end of a certain day.
Lin Xian's arrival, like the little flame she suddenly found in this dark, haunted her whole body. After a long darkness, she became the most dazzling light in her life.
The light is very faint, and she doesn't know her way, but it illuminates her life.
There was a smell in his mouth, and Xiao Wanqing later unconsciously released his tortured lips, feeling a little bit of physical pain, psychologically, as if there was a little relief.
If they are in disrepute, and all the people betray their relatives and leave them alone, they can let Zhou Qin and her relieved a little, then she is willing to use the rest of her life to misfortune.
Lin Xian lent her a brief warmth, maybe she can accompany her through the long winter of life.
This is the price she should pay.
But what about delusions? What if the shame of guilt and the beginning of unsatisfied desire to be able to embrace the light for a long time?
She seemed to have a demon in her heart, and she had to step into her feet, eroding her reason and shame.
She said that she didn't want to tear her heart apart with Lin Xian for a long time, and made her feel the greed she had unconsciously.
It seems that even I can't accept myself.
Xiao Yunqing didn't know how he drove back to the community all the way and entered the parking lot.
After sitting in the parking lot for a long time, Xiao Yunqing watched the time, and finally took out a small mirror, adjusted his emotions, arranged his appearance, and smiled as usual in the mirror. Then, as if nothing had happened, she got out of the car and went home.
But the footsteps are no longer brisk in the past.
Back home, as expected, Lin Xian had not slept yet, waiting for her return in the living room. Hearing the opening of the door, Lin Xian could not wait to put down the book in his hand. He came to the entrance in three steps and two steps. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Wanqing, and he carefully looked at the expression of his lover.
When she left, Xiao Yunqing unconsciously revealed the weight that made her uneasy.
She was a little scared, would Wen Tong suddenly confess.
She helped take Xiao Wanqing's bag, and Zhuang Ruo casually asked her: "Aunt Wen is so anxious to ask you to go out and do what?"
Xiao Wanqing bent over to loosen the straps of her sandals, her eyelids closed, and answered her naturally: "She has a question, she wants to answer me." She changed her shoes and approached Lin Xian, touching her. Ears, a gentle smile at her, calmed her and said: "Nothing big."
Obviously, it didn't mean much, and Lin Xian couldn't help it. She saw Xiao Wanqing's soft-eyed eyes and normal expression, and she doubted the letter, but she was relieved.
Xiao Yuanqing will go to work tomorrow, wash and tidy up, almost rest.
Lin Xian quickly took a shower in his bathroom, put on a suspender skirt pajamas, and brushed his hair in front of the mirror. She pursed her lips and exhaled, determined to put into action what she was thinking about.
When she came to Xiao Wanqing's room with a pillow in her hand, only the bedside lamp remained in Xiao Wanqing's room. The door in the bathroom was still closed, but there was no sound of water flowing.
Lin Xian crept to the side of Xiao Wanqing's bed, hugged the pillow in his arms, lifted the air conditioning quilt, and drove himself in. The moment when the skin was intimately contacted by Xiao Wanqing's quilt, Lin Xian gave a satisfied sigh in his heart.
As gentle as Xiao Panpan. It's like being hugged by her.
I don't know how long it passed. When Lin Xian was about to sleep comfortably, the bathroom door finally opened with a
click
, followed by her familiar footsteps of Xiao Wanqing. Lin Xian estimated the time when Xiao Wanqing came to the bed, poked his head out of the quilt, opened a pair of watery eyes, and stared at Xiao Wanqing with emotion.
Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian said good night back to the room, and the smile that he barely propped up disappeared without a trace, his heart was heavy. She carelessly washed her fingers full of wrinkles in the bathroom, and then turned off the shower and wiped her clothes afterwards.
When she returned to the bedroom, she was still distracted, and did not notice the swelling of her bed for the first time.
She had just kneeled on the bed on one leg, and Yu Guang saw that the quilt was moving, and she could not help but stunned and was startled. The next second, the girl's smiling black eyes turned into the bottom of her eyes.
With just a glance, the dark cloud in her heart was dispelled. Xiao Wanqing looked at Lin Xian, and his heart began to soften.
"Xiao Xiaoyun, the quilt in my room is so thin compared to that in the hotel yesterday. I fell asleep so cold." The girl hugged the quilt and covered her half of her face. The reason is obviously fake. But the reason is not important, what matters is Xiao Wanqing's attitude.
Xiao Yunqing looked at Lin Xianming's moving face with a pitiful expression that did not match his temperament. His lips could not help but have a shallow arc, and there was a little light in the dark and silent eyes.
She lifted the quilt to bed and deliberately said, "Then I will help you change the thickness of the bed, OK?"
Lin Xian saw Xiao Wanqing going to bed before asking her the sentence and knew that she had acquiesced to her overnight stay, and she was full of heart. Xiao Panpan was tacitly acquiescing into her private territory without permission.
She drilled the quilt thoroughly, stretched her hands to embrace Xiao Wanqing's slender waist, who was sitting halfway, and grinned: "Don't change, you won't be cold if you hold me."
She heard Xiao Wanqing chuckling softly, and then she raised her hand to turn off the light, lay down, and leaned her hands on her waist.
Lin Xian got into her arms thoroughly, buried in her neck, and asked with deep words tentatively: "Xiao Xiaoyun, do you still have one pillowcase?"
"Yep."
Xiao Guan Qingguang 1's bare arms are intimately intertwined with Lin Xian's delicate arm skin. Lin Xian and her are not wearing underwear. Xiao Wanqing remembered later.
"Shall I put a pillowcase on me?" The girl looked up and licked her jaw, staring at her tenderly under the moonlight.
The girl's warm little tongue slipped softly across her jaw, and Xiao Wanqing's heart beat like a drum. At the next moment, as if a thunder sounded in his ear, Wen Tong's harsh words echoed in her mind: "...Take care of the bed."
Xiao Wanqing suddenly looked pale.
Lin Xian captured it sharply, his heart sank, and his eyes dimmed with it.
"It's okay if it's not easy to find." The girl lowered her head and gave the steps to both sides sensiblely.
For a moment, Xiao Wanqing watched the girl's apparently depressed mood, holding the girl's slightly stiff body, and felt like a needle stuck in her heart, painful and delicate. She wanted to promise her, she wanted to tell her that she was eager to share the same bed with her, eager to embrace her.
But in the end, she was afraid. She just guiltily patted the girl's back, kissed her forehead blocked by broken hair, and coaxed her, "Go to sleep, good night."
The girl responded to her sullenly: "Good night." It was obviously sad.
Did she make a mistake? In fact, did she still not fully enter Aunt Xiao's heart? Xiao Wanqing actually indulged her very much, and this was one of the few that was rejected after contact. Lin Xian was a little glass-hearted for a moment, and actually wanted to cry sadly.
But this embrace is too attached to her, Lin Xian wants to be close anyway. She refrained from her grief, and encouraged herself to encourage herself. She was anxious. She wanted to give Xiao Panpan some more time.
The sky was getting clearer, Xiao Wanqing woke up as usual, she pecked lovingly on Lin Xian's small face, and then opened the quilt to get out of bed.
When she opened the door after washing, she heard that there was noisy and noisy in the living room, Xiao Wanqing was a little strange. Just two steps away, Zhou Qin didn't know which direction he came from, and he came up angrily, facing her with a slap in the face, Xiao Yunqing covered her face in disbelief. Before the reaction came, the teacher who had always been loving didn't know when she had stood by her side, and she spurned her with a disgusted look she had never seen before: "How can I bring out a student like you who does not know how to be shameless."
Then, the scene began to change quickly, and she was at home in the North District all of a sudden. Dad's eyes were cracking, and she raised her hand high, and finally did not fall on her face, but pointed to the door: "Go, I Xiao Shu There is no daughter like you."
Suddenly on campus again, the classmates were pointing around her, I don’t know which direction there was a sneer sounded: "Did you see the gossip of bbs? Everyone guessed that the goddess was Xiao Wanqing, scared to death, I went to the countryside to do The research has also been in a room with her, and I have nothing to do with the movie at night. She seems to have touched my hand. Oh my God, I feel sick now when I think about it."
Soon, the scene changed again. In the ice and snow, Lin Xian, who grew up a little, didn’t miss it, followed Zhou Qin and disappeared step by step in front of her eyes, a car drove out, her father and mother sat in it, she Mother embraced her favorite shrimp dumplings in his arms, and his father also smiled lightly. Suddenly, a car rushed fiercely towards her parents' car.
She screamed heartbroken: "Don't!" But she seemed to be holding her throat, and there was no sound.
The blood gradually stained the whole snow.
Scarlet... a piece of scarlet... in the whole scarlet, only she is alone, can't escape, can't earn. Bloody, pouring into her nose and mouth. In the ears, there is a constant accusation: "seduce, abduct, pervert, shameless..."
"No, I'm not..." She suffocated and denied in her heart over and over again in despair.
There was a pair of delicate and powerful hands that gripped her wrist like a sharp blade, breaking open the scarlet scarlet, letting her see the sky and breathe again.
"No, you are not. Don't be afraid, Xiao Panpan, don't be afraid, I'm here." There was a gentle voice, soothing her over and over again in her ears.
She wanted to see who it was, trying to turn around to see the source of that voice. The next second, she woke up, and her eyes were dark.
The corners of the eyes are wet.
A pair of gentle hands stroked her cheek.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, I'm here." Gently with a distressed voice still soothing.
Xiao Wanqing turned his head, and saw Lin Xian frowning and looking at herself with concern. She is not as unsympathetic as she grew up in a dream. Xiao Wanqing can see that in her loving eyes, her reflection is full of herself, like a star flickering.
"Lin Xian, hug me, you hug me." In the dark night, she suddenly cried weakly and weakly.