What's wrong with me?

She said, because this was given to me by Xiaoxia.

In Qi Xia's eyes, his childhood sweetheart had changed a lot, but the only thing that hadn't changed seemed to be her eyes that were still sparkling when she looked at him, exactly the same as in his memory.

He didn't understand it before, until he went to high school with her. In the first year of high school, not long after the school started, his childhood sweetheart confessed to him.

But until now, Qi Xia still couldn't be sure when his childhood sweetheart fell in love with him.

Chapter 59: Madness

Qi Xia came back to his senses and looked at Qingmei, who looked a little uneasy under the dim light in front of him. Many past scenes flashed through his mind.

When he was in elementary school and even junior high school, because of his introverted personality, he was indeed always very dependent on his childhood sweetheart, and even treated her as a sister. This situation did not change until she confessed her love to him in the first year of high school.

"Xinyao, I have something I want to make clear to you."

Qi Xia spoke softly, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, but when the girl in front of him heard his words, she suddenly shuddered and looked embarrassed, as if she didn't want to hear what he had to say at all.

"You still like me, right?"

He stared at the girl in front of him, and his serious gaze made the girl's face turn a little red.

Of course she liked him, no, she should say she loved him deeply, and nothing had changed since a long time ago until now. But compared to her, her Xiao Xia seemed to be different from before...

She pursed her lips tightly, glanced at Qi Xia anxiously, and then turned her face away.

"I'm really happy to be liked by such a cute girl like you, Xinyao, but do you still remember Aunt Qi? She was our homeroom teacher in elementary school."

"I still remember Aunt Chen told you that Uncle Jiang and Aunt Qi were actually classmates in high school, and at that time, Uncle Jiang liked Aunt Qi instead of Aunt Chen."

Jiang Xinyao is half a head shorter than Qi Xia, about 1.65 meters tall.

Qi Xia suddenly raised his arm and smoothed the girl's black and smooth hair on her forehead.

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

The girl made a sound of grievance in her throat. Of course she knew all these things because she told him these things in person.

The boy's hands were very warm. If it were normal times, Xiao Xia's contact with her like this would definitely make her very happy, but at this moment, it only made the girl feel terrified.

She was afraid, afraid that Xiao Xia would say something she didn't want to hear, afraid that the current situation of reconciliation with Xiao Xia was just a beautiful illusion, and once it was exposed, she would have to return to the pain and fear of losing Xiao Xia.

She has been separated from her Xiaoxia for more than two years. If she is forced to go back to her previous state, she will definitely go crazy!

"Aunt Qi also had a good impression of Uncle Jiang, but look at them now. Both Aunt Qi and Uncle Jiang already have their own families. It was only after Uncle Jiang met Aunt Chen that you came into being. Aunt Qi has always been very loving with her current husband."

Having said this, she suddenly understood what Xiao Xia wanted to tell her.

She stared at Qi Xia's eyes, as if trying to see through Qi Xia's heart, but she quickly lowered her head, letting her long hair hide her expression at the moment.

"You should understand what I mean. Although you still like me, Xinyao, we are still young after all, and I may not be the best person for you. This is not to say that I don't like you, but because the love between us high school students is mostly due to temporary excitement, and we may not even really like each other. True love is actually very heavy and has to bear a lot of responsibilities."

"Take Uncle Jiang for example. You see, he dated Aunt Qi for a while in high school, but didn't they break up later? It wasn't until he met Aunt Chen that all these things happened. So I also hope that you can think about it carefully and consider yourself more. Your youth should have been better..."

Qi Xia held Qingmei's delicate shoulders and talked for a long time, trying to make his words as tactful and clear as possible.

He also imagined that if he had not met Yue Ran in the past, and Xinyao had not been depressed and had always lived a healthy life.

Then, perhaps he would face a completely different future, a future where he and his childhood sweetheart might end up together.

He and Xinyao can be considered a good match. Uncle Jiang and Aunt Chen also like him very much. He does not need to face so much pressure and so many people's doubts like when he is with Yue Ran, nor will he doubt himself because of the huge gap between him and her. His outcome may be completely different.

But that was just his momentary imagination, just like he still couldn't forget his ex-girlfriend. It was impossible for him to keep Xinyao hanging just because of his selfishness, expecting her to wait until the day he changed his mind.

That's why he decided to explain everything to Xinyao now. He couldn't respond to her, at least not now, so he shouldn't let her waste her youth on him anymore.

He thought that he should have done the right thing, but suddenly, he heard a somewhat sad sobbing sound in the evening breeze, and Qi Xia was stunned.

The girl in front of him finally raised her head, revealing a pretty face that was wet with tears.

She was rejected by Xiao Xia again, just like before.

Although Xiao Xia said so much and told her many truths, she could only listen and the only thing she could understand was that Xiao Xia still didn't want to accept her.

She knew that after being separated from Xiaoxia for more than two years, Xiaoxia would definitely not accept her immediately. She also thought that she would be able to endure it even if Xiaoxia rejected her. After all, she had been rejected by Xiaoxia so many times, right?

But listening to his gentle voice and looking into his deep eyes, the girl felt as if her heart was severely torn open by the scars of the past, revealing the bloody wound.

The pain was hundreds, thousands of times more painful than when she cut her skin with a utility knife. It hurt so much that she could hardly breathe.

But she will not give up, because Xiaoxia is her only one.

Although she has parents who love her and good girlfriends and friends, she has always felt that they are very far away from her since she was a child, so far away that they seem like nothingness. By her side, only Xiaoxia is real and within reach.

She couldn't imagine what she would become if she lost Xiao Xia.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, the girl raised her head stubbornly and said to him, "To me, Xiao Xia is my youth. I am not your father. I only want you. I don't want anyone else. I only want my Xiao Xia!

Even though tears were running down her cheeks to her chin, the girl kept looking at Qi Xia stubbornly. Her shoulders were trembling slightly, but she still had an expression that showed she would never give up.

"Xin Yao..."

"I want Xiaoxia. I don't want anyone else but you. I want to reconcile with Xiaoxia, date her, marry her, and give birth to lots of babies for her! Moreover, we agreed that we will be together in the future! I still have the marriage certificate you gave me, Xiaoxia!"

"But that was just a joke when we were kids..."

"I don't care! Xiao Xia, you promised me! If I don't have Xiao Xia, I would rather die!"

"Xinyao, you are a little too excited. How about going back to sleep first and we can talk about it tomorrow?"

"I won't! I want to make it clear here, and I won't let you leave, Xiao Xia!"

"Okay, okay, I won't leave. Let's talk it out."

The girl's brief words sounded like she was acting coquettishly, but as she stood in the darkness, staring at Qi Xia with red eyes, Qi Xia felt a little chilly.

When the girl said, "If Xiaoxia is gone, I would rather die!" Qi Xia was really shocked.

Maybe it was because a girl had said something similar to him not long ago, and he shamelessly backed down.

He stared at the girl's eyes that were so serious that it seemed as if she really wanted to die if he didn't agree. He opened his lips for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

He really didn't expect that his remarks would cause such a big reaction from the girl. He looked at her holding his arm tightly, not even noticing that her beautiful nails had pierced deeply into the skin and were bleeding.

Because he was afraid that the girl would really do something stupid because of his excitement, he didn't dare to persuade her anymore. He just said that what he just said was just a casual remark, and he didn't really want her to be with him. He and she were childhood sweethearts and would not break up because of such a small matter.

"Then Xiao Xia, can we be good friends?"

"it is good."

"Then can we be lovers again? I like you to hug me, Xiaoxia, and kiss me."

"But Xinyao, I..."

"I know, Xiao Xia, you haven't fallen in love with me yet, but I will work hard. I will make you fall in love with me like you did before. I can wait."

"it is good……"

The girl gradually calmed down, and her eyelashes became as lively as before.

She felt a little scared. She had said all those words impulsively without thinking. Fortunately, Xiao Xia still cared about her and did not reject or hate her because of her willfulness.

But seeing the girl's determination to hang herself on a tree, Qi Xia felt a headache. It seemed that his exhortations had no effect at all. Why did it seem to add fuel to the fire?

However, the girl did not make things more difficult for him, nor did she immediately ask him to get back together with her. Instead, she said that she could wait until he fell in love with her again.

Qi Xia did not refuse again. He just asked the girl to give him more time. He really needed more time to think carefully about the relationship between him and Xinyao and what he should do.

Because he was afraid that his aunt would worry, he didn't stay with the girl any longer. In the corridor, Qi Xia and Jiang Xinyao said goodnight to each other and then separated. His home with his aunt was separated from Xinyao's home by several corridors and floors...

In the long corridor, the dim light still illuminated the girl's delicate figure. She stood there, watching the boy gradually move away from her.

The warning sign next to her was glowing a faint green light, making the light in the girl's eyes seem a little strange.

The girl pursed her lips and carefully pulled out the nails that had been deeply embedded in her flesh. She couldn't help herself just now and exposed such an unsightly side of herself in front of Xiao Xia, which made her very upset.

But she really couldn't help it. When she thought of what Xiao Xia had just said to her, she felt as if her rationality was about to disappear completely, and her body instinctively began to act.

She was afraid, afraid that Xiaoxia would leave her, afraid that she and Xiaoxia would never be together, so only by feeling intense pain could she temporarily forget the anxiety and fear that had always tormented her.

She seemed to be infected with a terrible madness, and the only medicine that could cure, or temporarily relieve, the disease was Xiaoxia's smile and contact with Xiaoxia.

He was like her water, and she was like a fish that depended on him. Without water, she would dry up and die wailing in endless pain. Without Xiaoxia, Jiang Xinyao would be nothing more than an ugly body without a soul that should not exist in this world.

She had been tortured long enough, and had paid enough for her past stupidity, but fortunately, before she was tortured to the point of madness, her Xiao Xia was finally willing to reconcile with her, and she seemed to have finally been able to temporarily get rid of that terrible fear and pain...

The girl stood there, watching his figure disappear into the darkness. Even though he had left for a long time, she still stared blankly at the place where he disappeared.

A small flying insect landed on the girl's shoulder, waking her up suddenly.

"Xiaoxia..."

She silently recited the only name that could make her feel at ease, and like a vague ghost, she staggered and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Chapter 60 Yoga

It was a cool autumn evening. Qi Xia used his key to open the front door and walked into the living room, which made him feel at home.

Because he finished school early today, even though he played outside with Xinyao for a while longer, he still went home much earlier than usual.

The familiar chandelier hanging on the ceiling emitted a soft glow, but Qi Xia did not see the familiar and mature beautiful figure of his aunt in the living room.

"Auntie, I'm back."

He stood at the door and skillfully put on his slippers. He shouted into the house, but still got no response. He put his handbag casually on the sofa and walked to his aunt's bedroom.

The wind chimes were swaying in the evening breeze in front of the window sill, making a crisp sound. The door of my aunt's bedroom was not closed tightly, and there was a gap. A bright light appeared from the small gap.

Because Qi Xia was a little worried about his aunt, he pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as you enter the door, a refreshing fragrance hits you in the face. The furnishings in your aunt's bedroom are still exactly the same as Qi Xia remembers. In its simplicity, there is a kind of light, classical elegance that belongs only to your aunt.

On the khaki wall facing the window hangs a photo of him and his aunt. Next to the solid-colored curtains hangs a set of wind chimes made randomly of glass beads and colorful ribbons. Qi Xia still remembers that this set of wind chimes was made by Qi Xia in a handicraft class in elementary school. It was the first gift he gave to his aunt.

"Xiao Xia, you're back."

Qi Xia walked in, but still didn't see his aunt at first sight, until his aunt called him softly in a voice that seemed a little shy for some reason, then he lowered his head and saw his aunt on the yoga mat next to the closet. His aunt was actually doing yoga.

Qi Xia glanced at his aunt who was lying on the yoga mat, feeling a little confused. He didn't expect that his aunt would be doing yoga in her room at this time, and then his cheeks suddenly turned red.

I saw that my aunt was wearing a short and tight sportswear. Her buttocks, which were so straight and round in Qi Xia's sight, were wrapped in elastic clothes, which were tight, revealing a smooth milky white color at her waist.

The aunt was doing a set of movements that looked quite difficult. She leaned her soft waist and raised her plump and slender beautiful long legs high. There were no unnecessary movements, but only the exaggerated curves remained so shocking on Qi Xia's retina.

"Auntie, why are you still doing yoga so late?"

When he came to his senses, Qi Xia felt his face was hot. He turned his head away in panic and looked out the window at the dark sky outside.

Not only is my aunt so beautiful, but she also has the best figure among the girls Qi Xia has ever seen. But even so, my aunt has never relaxed in managing her figure.

Qi Xia took a deep breath. This was obviously not the first time he had seen his aunt doing yoga. However, after such a long time, when he saw his aunt stretching her beautiful waist as he remembered, Qi Xia felt that there was an unknown place in his heart that suddenly became inexplicably restless.

"Well, I wanted to exercise after dinner. Why are you back so soon, Xiao Xia? I thought you were going to play with your friends for a while before coming back."

Tang Wanxia was still lying on the yoga mat without getting up, but her rosy lips were slightly open, and her clear and bright eyes revealed a light of both nervousness and inexplicable surprise. Looking at Qi Xia's embarrassed expression, her nice voice was filled with a little shyness.

She didn't expect Xiaoxia to come back so early, so she didn't wait for Xiaoxia to come home in the living room as usual. Instead, she changed into the clothes she usually used for exercising at home, wanting to exercise for a while before Xiaoxia came back.

But she didn't expect that Xiao Xia not only came back early, but also didn't see her in the living room, so she ran to her bedroom.

She had been doing yoga for a while, and her body was covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat. Although Xiao Xia was still some distance away from her, when Xiao Xia rushed in and saw her current appearance, she still felt inexplicably embarrassed.

The tight sportswear revealed too much skin, but the only person who could see her like this was her Xiao Xia.

However, when she noticed Xiao Xia's expression, she was suddenly a little surprised.

This was not the first time she did yoga in front of Xiao Xia. Xiao Xia had seen her in this sportswear many times. But today, Xiao Xia seemed to be a little more shy than usual, which made her feel surprised and delighted.

Tang Wanxia, ​​24 years old, is in the best years of her life. She still has the youthfulness of a girl, but her body has already matured.

Although she is Qi Xia's aunt, it is undeniable that she is also a stunning beauty who can attract any male's attention, even Qi Xia.

She looked at Xiao Xia, who was tilting her head in front of her at a loss, her cute cheeks had already turned red, as if she was embarrassed by seeing her current appearance.

Because of the two text messages last night, she was afraid that Xiao Xia would be snatched away by another girl again, so she was depressed the whole day. But now, Tang Wanxia suddenly felt that the haze in her heart was swept away, and she felt light and relaxed.

There was a vague feeling of joy and happiness jumping back and forth in her chest. It seemed that it was what she had always longed for, the satisfaction and happiness of watching Xiao Xia being dyed into her color little by little.

"Xiao Xia, come and give me a hand, my waist is a little sore."

She looked at Xiao Xia, pursed her lips, and shy peach blossoms quietly covered her bright cheeks. She stretched out her hand to Qi Xia in front of her, her slender yet plump body slightly leaning forward, and her pouting pink lips were as sweet and tempting as nectar.

Looking at his aunt's appearance at this moment, it was clearly the end of September and autumn had begun, but Qi Xia suddenly felt as if it was still midsummer.

He reached out and pulled his aunt, allowing Tang Wanxia to sit up and sit on the soft yoga mat, then he glanced away again.