Chapter 268: The Lost Scarf(1/2)
Chapter 268 The Lost Scarf
The most precious time for something is often the moment when people have lost it.
Even if it is the most inconspicuous gadget that you don't care about in daily life, you will feel a little sad when you lose it.
Not to mention the treasure that was already treasured, if one day you suddenly find that you have lost it, and there seems to be no way to get it back anyway.
The feeling of heartache overflowed throughout my body, as if I was ill, with pain all over my limbs.
Xu Niannian leaned against the door panel of his bedroom and slowly slid down to the ground. This was how he felt at the moment.
I heard the crisp sound of broken glass falling to the ground, maybe this was the illusion of heartbreak.
But……
She was obviously the one who came first...
He and Yan Chijuan had only known each other for more than half a year, so why did they suddenly reach this point?
Xu Niannian has never hated her identity as a sister as much as she does at this moment.
If there was no obstruction from this layer of identity, wouldn't he be able to be with Xu Xing a long time ago?
If she had been braver when she was a child and took the initiative to show off with her parents, Xu Xing would have known the fact that she was adopted earlier.
Then in the days to come, will it no longer have anything to do with Yan Chi vinegar?
Xu Niannian didn't know.
But facing the current situation, what else can she do besides regretting it?
Just like what she said to Xu Xing just now, Juju is also a good girl and deserves to be loved well.
If you are a boy yourself, it may be difficult to resist the charm of jealousy.
Everything is a mistake.
Perhaps from the moment she was adopted as a child, she was destined to have a close relationship with Xu Xing.
Xu Niannian slumped on the ground leaning against the door panel, clenching and unclenching his hands, his shoulders twitching from time to time, trying hard to hold back his sobs.
She raised her hand and carefully touched her still moist lips.
The smell of Xu Xing still lingers on it.
If possible, I really want the kiss just now to last forever and never be separated again.
pity.
My brother is no longer my own.
He has another woman outside and no longer needs her as a sister.
Thinking of this, Xu Niannian choked and twitched more violently, and he covered his mouth hard to barely make a loud sound.
She didn't know how to face these things, and everything was developing in the direction she least wanted to see.
If she could do it over again, she would openly reveal all the truth during the summer vacation after Xu Xing's college entrance examination.
It’s just that there are no ifs in this world, and no matter how you assume, it will never come true.
Now that it has reached this point, it seems that there is no room for recovery.
At least facing a girl like Juju, Xu Niannian really didn't have the confidence and cruel determination to snatch Xu Xing from Juju's hands.
But even if he gave up, Xu Niannian knew that it would be difficult for him to fall in love with other men in his life.
Perhaps silently watching Xu Xing continue to grow would be an option.
Xu Niannian tried hard to find an angle to comfort himself, and his ears could already hear the sound of the door opening and footsteps of Xu Xing walking out of the room.
Then the footsteps got closer and closer, finally stopping at the door of her bedroom.
There was a door panel between the two of them, and Xu Xing knocked.
Toot toot.
Xu Xing knocked on the door very softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.
"Sister Nian Nian?"
Xu Xing tried softly outside the door. He was obviously a little worried about Xu Niannian's condition.
Hearing Xu Xing's voice, Xu Niannian subconsciously wanted to speak.
But when he opened his mouth, he choked up and almost cried.
Fortunately, she quickly covered her mouth again, pursed her lips, supported the ground with one hand, and tried to get up from the ground.
You can't talk near the door... Xu Niannian thought so in his mind, he reluctantly stood up from the ground, and when he walked to the bed, he stumbled and fell on the bed.
"Sister Nian Nian, are you okay?" Xu Xing was a little worried and tried pressing the door handle, but found that the bedroom door had been locked, "Don't scare me."
"I'm fine." Xu Niannian shrank into his bed. His trembling body, which was originally cold, seemed to have finally gained some warmth. After suppressing his crying, there was a slight tremor left in his tone, "I
Go to bed first, you can go and have some rest too."
"Is everything okay?" Xu Xing frowned outside the door, still a little worried, "Open the door, let me take a look."
"What are you looking at? I'm naked." Xu Niannian said angrily, "Come in if you can, and I'll eat you up and wipe you clean, making you cry with jealousy."
"...Stop joking."
"Then shut up."
Xu Xing opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything more about going in.
"Then I'm going to bed too, good night."
"Go, go, go!"
Listening to Xu Xing's footsteps leaving the door, Xu Niannian lay on his side on the bed and heard it very clearly.
Every step seemed to strike on her heartstrings, playing the parting melancholy.
Tears flowed quietly and horizontally on her cheeks in the direction of gravity.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the wall. There was no projection, but the scenes of her past interactions were replayed like a slideshow, with scenes flashing by and disappearing.
The shining eyes couldn't see these scenes, but even after closing them tightly, they couldn't stop the brain from recalling. Instead, the tears became more and more violent, completely blurring the vision.
…
In Xu Xing's bedroom separated by a wall.
After returning from Xu Niannian's bedroom door, he calmed down and Xu Xing had time to pick up the mobile phone placed by the bedside and click on it to read the messages on it.
High school and college classmates all sent New Year greetings, and employees in the company also sent New Year greetings.
After Xu Xing saw it, he sent a group message of Happy New Year. Unfortunately, WeChat has not yet implemented the WeChat red envelope function. It is really a bit itchy to send red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.
Afterwards, Xu Xing clicked on Yan Chijiu's WeChat chat interface and took a look.
I found out that she had sent a message around five o'clock in the evening.
[Vinegar]: Look at the dumplings I made, they are ready!
At that time, the family was worshiping ancestors, and after finishing cleaning up, dinner was served, and Xu Xing didn't pay attention to his cell phone.
[Vinegar]: Are you having New Year’s Eve dinner? Isn’t it very sumptuous?
This was sent around half past six.
[Jinjiang]: The Spring Festival Gala has begun! Sister Yuanyuan and I watched it together.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Xing was already drunk by Xu Jian, and was helped upstairs by Xu Niannian. He just drank the honey water and fell asleep, and he had no chance to reply to her.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Chijuan called me.
However, he must have been sleeping the most deeply at that time, and he was not woken up by the sound of cell phone calls at all.
[Jiujiu]: Are you not with your cell phone? Remember to reply to me when you see the message later.
It wasn't until around eleven o'clock that Yan Chijuan sent another message.
[Jinjiang]: Remember to check my circle of friends. I went downstairs to set off fireworks with Sister Yuanyuan. I will take photos!
When it was almost early in the morning, Yan Chijuan called again.
Xu Xing was probably still sleeping at that time. It wasn't until he was woken up by the fireworks outside the window that he realized that he had been secretly kissed by Xu Niannian.
[Vinegar]: Happy New Year!
【Vinegar】: Remember to reply when you see the message!
[Vinegar]: I miss you so much.
[Vinegar]: It would be great if the New Year fireworks could be set off with you.
This is a message from Yan Chijiu on New Year's Eve.
Hmm... Xu Xing is probably being secretly kissed by Xu Niannian right now.
Later, when Xu Xing was confessing the truth to Xu Niannian, Yan Chijiu called again.
To be continued...