Chapter 58:

In the bathroom, the water and steam, a graceful woman with thin waist and long legs looming in the mist. Xiao Wanqing stood naked under the shower, allowing the warm water to spray down from above her head. After a while, she reached out and turned off the water, and pushed her wet hair in front of her forehead back, revealing a ruddy and warm face. She took the cleansing milk from the side table, pressed it against the palm of her hand, gently rubbed into a lather, and then applied it to her face little by little.
The slender five fingers slowly follow the outline of the face, rubbing from the corner of the lips to the ear, too familiar path, making Xiao Wanqing think of something, suddenly stiff, index finger, staying on that side for a long time There was no more movement above the tiny earlobe.
The second time...
Lin Xian did this for the second time, gently rubbing her cheek.
This time, it was more like the inertial mistakes caused by Lin Xian's too eager and urgent steps than the first time she was hit by mistakes after retreating.
However, I don't know if it was her illusion. For a moment, she felt in a trance that when the girl ran towards her, her eyes were hotter than the incandescent lamp that suddenly turned on, and when she was near, her eyes seemed to be stuck under her nose for a second, like The right position was found, and then the thin lips fell accurately.
Everything seems to be slower, softer, and more than the first time...palpitation.
Xiao Wanqing unconsciously gathered up the five fingers placed beside his ear.
Yes, accidentally?
It must be.
When she raised her eyes, the expression of speaking to herself was so open and sincere. The next second she let go of herself, when Zhou Qin appeared, she was also so relaxed and calm.
This is it. Her mother may appear at any time. How could she, how could it be, how dare she have a different mind.
Xiao Wanqing felt that he must have been demons.
Ming Lin Lin Xian was only careless and inadvertent, Ming Lin Xian was so pure and passionate, why did he want to use such terrible and strange thoughts to surmise her so unreasonably.
Obviously, nothing happened.
Obviously, everything is normal.
Why should she care so much?
She is more strange and inexplicable than a girl who is pure in mind and unaware.
Xiao Yunqing questioned herself in the bottom of her heart: why, she will palpitate and panic when Lin Xian releases her, and why, at the moment when Zhou Qin appeared, she was so guilty and panicked. Why when the girl’s thin lips touch her lips, why when the girl’s breath is spilled on her ears, she will suddenly become stiff, and there is a moment in her mind that is blank, and her legs are soft and her heart beats quickly, even, Some are unsteady.
She bit her red lips lightly, and she was at a loss in her wet eyes. She was messy in her heart, not clueless or answerless, and there was a terrible idea about to break out of the air. But she didn't dare to think deeply, dare to delve deeper, or even dare to take a step further there.
She closed her eyes in a panic and deceived herself, turned the faucet to the right, and suddenly turned on the cold water, trying to interrupt her fiery thoughts in the scorching heart with the cold water flow. Coolness poured down from above her head in an instant, so cold that she shivered.
The mind, but never cooled as she wished.
Her lips are so hot...
Xiao Wanqing thought desperately in trembling.
At noon on New Year's Eve, Lin Xian's home in the northern district of Anjiang City was very lively during the year.
Festive music is playing on the TV. Lin Zhanzheng squatted at the door to prepare the Spring Festival couplets. Lin Xian’s grandfather and grandfather played chess in the living room. In the kitchen, Zhou Qin fried fish, shrimp and oyster cakes in front of the gas stove. Lin Xian was assigned by Zhou Qin to his grandmother and Grandma, accompanied them to make dumplings at the side table.
The two old men were skillful in their movements and had a lot of fun. Gossip at home was just a dumpling after another. Lin Xian on the side was staring at the dumplings, silently, in a trance, and his hands were motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhou Qin turned his head inadvertently, he saw Lin Xian was short, and could not help but remind her: "Envy..."
Lin Xian heard the sound, afraid of being nagged by Zhou Qin, subconsciously reached out and scooped a spoonful of filling onto the dumpling skin.
Zhou Qin laughed dumbly, and was a little angry. "You have so much stuffing in your hand. You still put it. Can the dumpling skin fit together?"
Grandma saw her granddaughter's dazed appearance, and her heart softened at once. She had long seen Lin Xian's distraction, thinking that Lin Xian was not interested in dumplings and forced to be imprisoned here by Zhou Qin, so she kindly told Zhou Qin: "What do you do so fiercely. Let Xian Xian go out and see Old men, let’s play chess. Dumplings can be made by me and her grandma, and it will be ready soon."
The grandmother also kindly said: "Envy, go out and play, this place is so smokey, your mother will have fried shrimp and fish, and your grandma will tell you to eat it."
Zhou Qin helpless: "Mom, don't get used to her."
The old man did not know whether it was a kinship, and when she and Lin Zhan were young, several old people were also very strict as parents. When they became grandparents, they all seemed to have changed their personalities all at once. The four old men turned around a child, and the forest was envious. Fortunately, she and Lin Zhan saw the clues early, and dared not give Lin Xian to the old man completely. Before going abroad to study, I would rather let Lin Xian leave school for a year and follow them instead of leaving Lin Xian beside the old man at home, otherwise Lin Xian would be afraid of lawlessness now.
Lin Xian came back to his mind and was a little embarrassed. She smiled obediently towards her grandmother and grandmother and explained, "I don't want it, I'll be here to make dumplings with you. I envy busy with school and I didn't have much time to accompany you for a year." She glanced at Zhou Qin, her eyes giggled, and paused, changing a lower tone, worried: "I just suddenly thought of Aunt Xiao Xiaoqing and Xiao Xiao. I don't know, she spent New Year at home alone , Did you make dumplings, did you prepare a hearty dinner seriously."
She narrowed her eyes, her tone lowered, and said with guilt: "I have been under the care of Aunt Xiao for most of the past six months. No matter how busy my work is, I must go back from school and she must have prepared dinner for me. But every time I ran away by myself on the second holiday season and left her alone. I felt a little sad when I thought that she might have dealt with things alone." She said that although she had a purpose Foreshadowing, but it is also true feelings, so the tone is low and guilt makes people who hear it also feel a sense of heart.
Xiao Wanqing was also considered to be two old people who grew up watching. When Xiao Yunqing's parents were alive, several family members also frequented each other and had extraordinary relationships. After Xiao Yunqing's parents passed away, Xiao Yunqing never returned to the North District. They hadn't seen her again for many years. I thought that when Xiao and Zhou lived in the past, it was not impossible to have a lively festival together during the New Year. At that time, Xiao Yunqing was like Lin Xian around them, how clever and sensible. After her parents went, she was alone and alone, so sad and sad. For a time, the old man also mourned pity.
Lin Xian saw the feelings of the two old men, immediately hitting the iron while hot, and asked tentatively: "Grandma, grandma. I want to send Aunt Xiao a bit of dumplings, and accompany her to make dinner. Will you come back in the evening?" She knew that Zhou Qin and Xiao Wanqing would be better, and she should not disagree in her heart.
Fortunately, after the two old men sighed and heard this, they understood. The grandmother also touched her little head and praised her: "We envy people who know gratitude.
Grandma turned her head to help her ask Zhou Qin: "Qin Qin, let Xian Xian go. Xiao Xuan has not been easy these years, and Xian Xian has taken care of her."
Zhou Qin glanced at Lin Xian and smiled helplessly, this little clever ghost. She politely agreed: "Mom, okay. Then I will fry more fish, shrimp and oyster cakes, so I can bring them with you."
Lin Xian happily kissed each other on the faces of the two old men and ran out of the kitchen happily: "Then I will change clothes."
Zhou Qin raised her voice and asked her, "Do you want to send you with your father?"
Lin Xian answered her without looking back: "No, you and your father are busy, I'll just go by bus myself."
Lin Xian changed his clothes, carried one on his back, and was not afraid of greasiness. He stuffed all the things into the schoolbag with plastic bags. Then they waved with them and couldn't wait to go.
Zhou Qin chased out and wanted to secretly tell Lin Xian a word, only to find out that Lin Xian was stopped by Lin Zhan, who had the Spring Festival couplets at the door.
Lin Zhan looked at the thing held in her daughter's hand, and her warm face was inexplicable: "Where are you going to hold it?"
Lin Xian grinned softly and said softly: "I went to deliver dumplings to Aunt Xiao, and when I remembered, I took it by the way. Every time I had other luggage before, it was difficult to take it down. It's over."
Zhou Qin couldn't help crying and asked Lin Xian suspiciously: "You just hold the bus like this? If you want it, the next time you start school, I will drive you over and bring it with you."
Lin Xiangu stubbornly said: "No, I'll just take it by myself today. When we started school, we had big bags and small bags. It's not easy to bring them. It's okay, mom, I'm leaving."
Zhou Qin couldn't help her, she tapped her forehead with her finger, and snorted her: "You." She moved closer to Lin Xian, lowering her voice and instructed Lin Xian: "Come back earlier, waiting for you to have dinner Don’t let grandpa and grandpa wait for you alone, don’t you be polite?

Lin Xian hurried away, as I knew it, perfunctoryly said: "En, yes, mother. Then I'm going."
Zhou Qin sighed, this child, who she was for, she didn't know anyhow.
"Go, pay attention to safety on the road."
I thought it was thirty years old, everyone was home, and the public car should be empty and deserted. Unexpectedly, beyond Lin Xian's expectations, there were more bus people than usual, and many people were dragging their luggage and carrying large and small bags. Lin Xian got into the car and found a place where she could settle down quite hard. So, it took root there, no matter how crowded her people were, she stood still and reached Xiao Xiaoqing’s house. one stop.
In the car, every time someone came to the station and approached her, she would unconsciously glance at her, and even a child, sitting in the seat next to her, could not help but poke Lin Xian: "Can I touch it? ?"
The parents around him stopped the child immediately, but Lin Xian returned to Ming Yan with a good temper because of his good mood, and smiled, "It's okay." After that, he took the initiative to stretch out the child's hand.
Finally arrived at the station and got out of the car, Lin Xian was squeezed back pain. But when she stepped into the community and looked up at the window on the first floor of the house where Xiao Yunqing lived, she was suddenly exhausted and only felt that her whole heart must fly.
In the past few days, she texted Aunt Xiao, and Aunt Xiao's reply was very concise.
Aunt Xiao didn't know how much she expected each time she waited for her text message. In just a few words, she could read it over and over several times.
Aunt Xiao would never know herself, but she hasn't seen her in a few days, and thinking of her has broken her heart.
Lin Xian thought of this, and suddenly couldn't help but want to cover his face, he could not help but twitched himself.
Ah, Lin Xiaoxian, why are you so pretentious!
However, she couldn't help but a sweet smirk filled her face.
With this shy and happy mood, she stepped into the door of the building, entered the elevator, and went all the way up.
Entering the floor where Xiao Yunqing's family is located, Lin Xian looked around, and the couplets at the door of the other two households had been completely renovated. One family was half pasted, and the couple stood at the door to mark the height. Only Xiao Guanqing's doorway, the Spring Festival couplet is the same as she left, dim and dim, somber.
Lin Xian bit her lip, sour in her heart.
Turning her thoughts, she rekindled herself to comfort herself. Without changing, she could help Aunt Xiao with her.
At this time, based on her observations of Xiao Wanqing's work and rest during the weekend, she guessed that Xiao Wanqing should still be taking a lunch break.
As she expected, when she carefully opened the anti-theft door, gently closed it, changed her shoes, and entered the living room, she saw the living room empty and quiet.
Lin Xian thought for a moment, and a sly smile flashed through her eyes. She took off the slippers she had just put on, and like a thief, moved lightly and quickly towards her bedroom.
As she passed by, she glimpsed that the door of the study was open and there was no one inside; Aunt Xiao's door was half-covered and there was no sound.
Sure enough, still asleep.
Xiao Yunqing looked at the materials in the morning, and unknowingly came to the noon meal, he randomly opened a pack of mustard, and ate lunch with the white porridge remaining in the morning.
After lunch, she sorted out her work in the study as usual. After an hour, she couldn't help but returned to her bedroom for a lunch break.
Xu is because she suffered from insomnia and frequent insomnia these days, and finally reached the limit of her body.
This time when she took a nap, after she fell asleep, she was sedated for a few days.
I don't know how long it took, between half asleep and half awake, she seemed to hear faintly the sound of opening and closing the door outside, however, it was only a moment. She was going to listen carefully, and everything was silent again. She answered herself vaguely, maybe it was a dream.
Close your eyes, when you are about to lose consciousness again and go to sleep, the sound of the door is heard again in your ear. This time, it was clear and audible...
Xiao Wanqing diligently opened the water eyes, and saw a long figure, with the thin and narrow light passing through the door slit, dreamily appeared at the door of her room.
That's a picture, day and night, she couldn't dare to think about it, couldn't dare to think and couldn't help it, tortured her familiar face that could not sleep at night...
The girl stared at her with a brighter smile on her face than the burning peach blossoms.
Her dark and clear eyes seemed to be brighter than the stars in the sky.
Xiao Wanqing was thinking in a trance.
She was finally, overbearingly, even her dreams were overrun?
This bad guy...
The author has something to say: Aunt Xiao once again denied Sanlian: I am not, I am not, how can I be?
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