She is soft on my heart

Chapter 74 The dazzling person must always be dazzling

Li Xingshen took the key and gently opened the door.

The living room lights were off, she glanced at the shoe racks, it seemed that Zhao Hui came back early tonight, Li Zhengye was also there, and Li Yun didn't seem to be back yet.

She changed her shoes and tiptoed inside, the gap under the door of the master bedroom was dark, they should have fallen asleep.

Li Xingchen walked back to her room lightly and slowly. She didn't turn on the light, leaned behind the door, pressed her chest with one hand, and calmed down her heartbeat, as if it was about to rush out.

He used to have a foolish look, but when he said that, he had a specious seriousness.

Li Xingchen kept thinking, thinking, and finally closed his eyes and shook his head.

She went to the bed and sat down, reached out and turned on the small lamp, and a corner of the dark room was lit up.

It was another half-hour of trance.I miss Jiang Cong.

Thinking of a certain point, Li Xingchen suddenly turned over and lay down on the bed, buried his face in the quilt, touched the pillow and covered his head to press it down.

After being motionless for a few seconds, she kicked her legs twice, and the slippers snapped off.

Still holding the string of the packing bag in her hand, she squeezed it with her fingertips, and after a while, she sat up and took the puppet bear out of it as if caring.

Its fur is soft and fluffy, Li Xingchen stood it up, held its hand, stroked its nose, and helped it straighten the bow on its chest. The smile that had been suppressed for a long time finally spread from the corner of his mouth at this moment .

Li Xingchen put the pillow back to its original position, put the little bear beside him, looked at it for a few more times before changing into his pajamas, and went to the bathroom outside to wash up.

Just after washing and closing the door, there was a sound of opening the door from the entrance outside. It should be that Li Yun came back. The footsteps gradually approached through the living room, and seemed to slow down in front of her door, and then walked towards the direction of the second bedroom next to her. .

Li Xingchen planned to wait for him to enter the room before moving around, but at this time, the mobile phone she had left on the bed suddenly rang.

The volume is not set and is the maximum state.

Through a door, the sound of footsteps not far away suddenly stopped.

Li Xing panicked, hurried over and hung up the phone in a hurry.

The interface jumped back to the lock screen, and a red missed call was from Jiang Cong.

Li Xingchen turned off the volume, and the phone jumped in again. She didn't answer or hang up, and held her breath to listen to the sound outside.

It was only a dozen seconds but it was very long. The door was unscrewed and closed, and Li Yun entered the room.

She breathed out, looked down at the mobile phone in her eyes, and in the midst of hesitation, the phone hung up automatically.

Li Xing pondered for two seconds, lifted the quilt, hid in with her mobile phone and lay down, she did not move while facing the bright screen of the missed call, Jiang never called again.

After being bored in the quilt for a while, she poked her head out, fished the little bear into the quilt, and hugged him. After confirming that there was no movement next door, she called Jiang Cong back.

More seconds than seconds.

The phone was close to his ear, and his voice came along with the current, making it even more magnetic, and his tone was a little provocative: "Why are you still hanging up on me?"

Li Xing paused for a moment, did not answer, and said in a half breathed tone: "If I fell asleep, I would definitely be woken up by you."

"Sleeping?" He said with a smile, slightly teasing: "I thought you would be so happy that you couldn't sleep."

"..."

His side is also very quiet, you can hear the slight rustling of leaves in the breeze, without the noise of cars and people passing by, Li Xingchen blurted out to ask if he hadn't gone back yet, but heard his words again.

"You called me in bed?"

Li Xing was taken aback for a moment, pinched the edge of the phone, "...um."

There was a pause for two seconds, and then he said in a low-key tone: "Let me guess, Li Xingchen, you won't be hiding under the blanket with that bear in your arms, calling me secretly, right?"

"..."

It was hard to breathe in the bed, but Li Xingchen's face became hotter by his joking tone, and he was silent for a long time, his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear: "...um."

After a short pause, his chuckle came, knocking on people's heart in a low voice.

"Round it up, just hug me."

"..."

Li Xing was speechless. After a while, she asked softly, "Why are you calling?"

Then there was a long silence, Li Xing waited quietly, it seemed that every time he took a breath, the air in the quilt became warmer.

When he spoke again, Jiang Cong restrained his sloppy tone: "I want to know what wish you made at the top of the Ferris wheel."

It was her turn to be silent.

"I...my wish is..." Li Xingchen pursed his lips and waited for a few seconds before answering: "I hope to make a lot of money in the future."

"..."

Li Xingshen seemed afraid that he would not give up, this time before he could speak again, he spoke in a hurry: "Jiang Cong, I'm sleepy."

Jiang Cong moved his lips, and when he heard the little girl say this, he finally swallowed the words, "Okay, go to sleep, good night."

No one took off the phone.

"Then I... hang up..."

He didn't say a word, Li Xingchen was unsure whether to hang up or not.

After a moment of silence, when she moved the phone down against her cheek, his voice came through the receiver, with a slightly lowered tone: "Li Xingchen, do you understand the return?"

"what?"

"Where's my good night?" He was a little confident.

"..."

Jiang Cong stood by the curb next to the residential building, under the flickering street lights.

He lowered his head and crushed the stones under his feet again and again, a cigarette was lit between his fingers, the spark flickered a little, and the smoke coiled upwards, and in the dim yellow light, the wind blew away without a trace.

There is silence in the earpiece, only the sound of electricity from time to time.

He lightly dusted the cigarette, seemingly helpless, "Okay, hang up..."

"Good night, Jiang Cong."

She spoke softly and quickly, and the phone was hung up before the word "cong" was finished.

Jiang Cong's words were cut off, and he stopped kicking the stone.

The phone was still held up to his ear.

His slightly dazed expression seemed to be reacting, more like reminiscing, and then he smiled.

Li Xingshen exhaled with his head exposed, his hair was messed up, his eyes were bright, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Xu stared at the mid-air, and it took a long time for his heart to calm down.

Perhaps because of Jiang Cong's inquiry, her thoughts gradually drifted away, and she drifted into the dark room.

He is ostentatious and casual, even if his attitude is always meaningless, he can't hide the brilliance that is unique to him in his youth, and it has nothing to do with grades or other things. This is the intuitive feeling Jiang Cong gave her.

But today, in the closed and oppressive darkness, his most vulnerable side was revealed in front of her.

Painful and helpless.

Li Xingchen didn't know the origin of the dark fear that made Jiang Cong tremble, but everyone has something to be afraid of, and that's okay.

She just didn't want to see him suffer so much and struggle so much.

So she hopes that in Jiang Cong's future world, there will always be light, always bright, and never be trapped by darkness again.

Those who shine will always shine.

This has nothing to do with the Ferris wheel, whether it reaches the top or not, she will hope so.

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The next day.

Li Xingshen had a good night's sleep, but was awakened early in the morning by the voices outside.

She didn't stay in bed, she got up and made the bed, arranged the little bear, and when she went out to wash, she met Zhao Hui who seemed to be going out.

Zhao Hui's communication skills are really good, but it's only reflected in playing poker. Not long after arriving in Beihe, he didn't find a new job, but he made a whole group of loud poker friends.

The poker friends were waiting for her at the door, probably not to play cards, because it could be seen that they were all dressed up in red and green.

Hearing the movement, Zhao Huilin went out and looked back, and said in a good mood: "There is 20 yuan on the table, go down and buy some food for your brother."

Until the door was closed and the aunts with loud voices left, Li Xingchen's word "good" was stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.

She hadn't recovered from Zhao Hui's colorful face, which was composed of big purple sequined eyeshadow, thick black eyeliner that was about to reach the temple, and shiny lips that looked like they had been painted with red paint.

　Who fell asleep in the middle of writing last night, I won't say...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)