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When did she like Ning Xi?

In fact, she wasn't sure either.

She was only tempted by Han Kailiang, and she immediately admitted it.

She thought she didn't know much about Ning Xi's situation, but after taking stock in her heart, she found that she knew quite a lot.

Ning Xi's previous relationship lasted so long. They met in high school and had been in love for 20 years. Liang Xinhe inevitably thought of what He Ruyi said inadvertently, "Always never let Ning Xi go. We broke up several times after we broke up." time" information.

It is not normal for a person in his thirties to have no past, but is it okay to only have one term?When she said "like the status quo", this status quo also includes herself?Right?Can she understand that?

Liang Xinhe rubbed his forehead, unable to stop his "brainstorming", let out a sigh of relief.

"The phone is vibrating." Ning Xi said suddenly.

Liang Xinhe took it over and glanced at it.

"It's a colleague who said they pushed my WeChat account to Shen Yanyan," Liang Xinhe explained, "it's the girl we mentioned just now."

Shen Yanyan's movements were much faster than her notice.

Speaking of Liang Xinhe going to pour bayberry wine, Ning Xi said: "Don't drink too much, it hurts your stomach."

"Hey~" Liang Xinhe puffed up his cheeks, "I can't drink..."

Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were also red, and her eyes were watery. It was obvious that she couldn't keep up with her thinking: "Okay, I won't drink."

Ning Xi looked at her and asked softly, "Are you dizzy?"

"It seems a little..." Liang Xinhe helped his forehead.

"Stop sitting on the carpet, come over to the sofa." Ning Xi got up from the sofa, Liang Xinhe looked up at her, stood up slowly, and walked over.

Ning Xi moved her hand, seeing that she walked over smoothly, she didn't stretch it out.

Liang Xinhe was a little dizzy. Sitting on the wide and soft sofa, she easily sank into it and nestled comfortably. She glanced at Ning Xi with a little bewilderment, and asked with a smile, "Why did you leave?"

The sofa is big enough for two people to sit on.

Ning Xi stood there for several seconds before walking over and sitting down on the sofa.

Liang Xinhe thought her actions were a bit funny, as if she was afraid that she would take advantage of her, but she couldn't say that directly, she straightened up slightly, and poked Ning Xi's arm with her finger: "Speaking of which, we are so familiar, you are still afraid ah?"

Ning Xi's body stiffened imperceptibly, she didn't even notice it, but a strange feeling suddenly flooded her heart.

In fact, Liang Xinhe was drunk, so he could persuade her to go home first.

In fact, Liang Xinhe could also say that she was going back, but she didn't either.

It seemed that both of them were reluctant to part with such an open night.

And at this moment, Ning Xi was lightly poked on the arm by her.

One touch away.

But Ning Xi felt that through the fabric, there was a strange feeling on the skin she touched, and it gradually spread to the whole body, which made her unable to relax in her sitting posture, and unable to answer her words.

"..." Liang Xinhe didn't wait for her answer, straightened up to look at her, and all he saw was her profile.

She was wearing a set of light gray home clothes, and her long hair was loose. It should be that she had washed her hair before she came here. A few strands were scattered on her shoulders, giving her a refreshing softness.

Looking at it, Liang Xinhe's heart also calmed down.

She could faintly feel a sense of connection between her and Ning Xi, which was very delicate but not weak.

You can't be too anxious and pull hard, but you can't just sit there completely.

"Why don't you ask me... Do you want to fall in love again?" Liang Xinhe leaned his head on the back of the sofa and said in a low voice.

"...Then do you want to?" After Ning Xi finished speaking, she turned her face and glanced at her.

Liang Xinhe's throat tightened a bit: "...Of course I want to!"

"Well," Ning Xi turned around, "You're still young."

"It's not much younger than you." Liang Xinhe muttered in a low voice.

Ning Xi smiled lightly and didn't answer any more.

"I don't want to talk about love now," Liang Xinhe pursed his lips, "or I don't want to talk about the kind of love that makes me lose myself and is too heavy."

"In the previous feelings, I wanted to prove my ability too much. Even if I bought a house, the steps of the two parties were completely inconsistent. Now that I don't have a house, I am single, and I can feed the whole family without worrying about it. On the contrary, I am much more comfortable."

"So you also like your status quo, and dating should be based on the basis that it won't affect your status quo, right?"

"Yes, I like my current situation, but I..." Liang Xinhe said softly, "I also want to have an intimate relationship that resonates at the same frequency."

Resonate at the same frequency?

Ning Xi was stunned, then repeated it softly, and smiled: "It's a very good word, but...it's hard to come across."

Liang Xinhe wants to say that I seem to have met, do you have the same feeling?

She didn't ask.

From the angle of her half-lying and half-reclining, Ning Xi's side face has very clear lines, her lips are distinct, and her long eyelashes flutter slightly, as if she is thinking about something.

She didn't look over either.

The air was flowing slowly, and there seemed to be an inexplicable something surging between the two of them.

Liang Xinhe took a breath slowly, and stabilized his mind: "Ning Xi, do you think I am a mature person? Do you think that I am a few years younger than you and it is childish."

Ning Xi turned around and looked at her, a little surprised by her question: "Why do I think you are naive?"

"Then you just said that I am young..."

"You are indeed younger than me." Ning Xi might find it funny to entangle this topic, so she also laughed and asked, "Do you think you are childish?"

Liang Xinhe stared at her smile without blinking: "Sometimes, I think I should be very mature at the age of 30, but sometimes I feel that I haven't been very young yet, so why did I reach 30 all of a sudden."

"What do you mean you haven't been too young?" Ning Xi looked at her with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"I actually sometimes envy Shen Yanyan or Zhou Yan. You see, they don't have to worry about their family's livelihood. They spend their best years studying, falling in love, and buying a house after graduation. They don't have to worry about work. Even if they have Anxiety, it seems, is just some petty bourgeoisie's annoyance, trying to express their sorrow for the sake of writing new words."

Ning Xi nodded clearly: "You think this is how you look young."

"Yeah, isn't that what it's like to be young? You don't have to worry about having nothing to eat tomorrow, and you don't have to worry about your parents being overworked, living hot and willful, and the sky is blue and cloudy, and there are scenery."

Ning Xi looked at her with a smile and never took her eyes off: "Xinhe, you have a good literary talent."

what the hell!

Liang Xinhe's ears became hot, and he pouted his lips unconsciously: "Editor, are you laughing at me?"

"No, no," Ning Xi pursed the smile on her lips, but the smile in her eyes deepened, "The chief editor is affirming your expressive ability."

Ah, when it came to the word "big editor", she stumbled a little bit, feeling guilty for a moment, but Liang Xinhe sat upright all of a sudden, her cheeks were flushed, and the temperature seemed very high, very hot, right?Are you drunk?

She said: "You didn't laugh at me, then turn around and listen to me seriously."

Well, sure enough, I was drunk.

Listen to the drinker.

Ning Xi turned around and sat down, facing her face to face, she smiled: "Okay, listen to you."

"Where did I go?"

"What does it mean to live young?"

"Oh, but then I thought, God, what am I talking about, why should I be envious of others, my mother is a great woman, I am the apple of her eye, and I have chosen such an expensive a hobby."

"Do you know how difficult it is to learn painting in our small county on the [-]th line? My mother rides with me every weekend to the teacher in the city. The round-trip fare, in order to save money, we will bring food and rush home at night. I have to change my homework and prepare lessons..."

Liang Xinhe choked up and took a breath.

Ning Xi's eyes lightly and meticulously passed over her facial features, and her fingers moved, but only moved.

"Then, I have studied painting for more than ten years, and finally studied the Department of Environmental Art. Do you know how difficult it is to do in the home furnishing market? How messy? It's not that I didn't want to be a painter, but my professor told Me, forget it, Liang Xinhe, you may not have that talent, you are not light enough and not agile enough."

Liang Xinhe took a deep breath and sighed with a smile.

"But how many of us who learn to paint can become real painters, even if they are talented and aura, how many of them can become famous all at once? I have a senior sister who is a few years older than me. I admire her very much. Zhong Silan, she is very famous now, but it is said that she couldn't eat when she was the hardest..."

Hearing the word "Zhong Silan", Ning Xi's eyes flickered slightly.

"Excuse me, I mean, compared with those girls who can't go to school in the mountains and villages, my youth is also very happy, and I don't have to envy Zhou Yan and Shen Yanyan, but this Thinking about it, I don't seem to be very mature or childish..."

"You are you..." Ning Xi said, she thought for a while, and said: "I didn't have to worry about my family's finances when I was young, but I almost came here alone when I was young, but fortunately, I met Zhang Nisi. "

Liang Xinhe blinked.

Ning Xi paused, and added: "It's my ex-girlfriend. We met in high school, she filled a very big gap in my youth, and because of her, my youth has color."

Such a high rating?

Such an important position?

Liang Xinhe's throat felt astringent, and he swallowed.

At this moment, she was not sure how much alcohol had played a role, but she thought that she really fell in love with Ning Xi.Because when she heard what she said, she couldn't help but think about what happened to her before, the obscure boyhood she said she spent alone, she would see Ning Xi and her through the superimposed images of time and space. Happy time with loved ones.

She was sad and emotional, and finally turned into a little touch of warmth.

Her past, her growing up alone, her time with her ex-lover, shaped the person in front of her.

And at this moment, she was sitting beside her.

Liang Xinhe knew that she shouldn't be looking at Ning Xi so "directly", but her whole body was light, as if she didn't even have the strength to look away.

Ning Xi didn't turn to the side, nor did she turn her head, she was also looking at herself.

There seemed to be a sense of solidification in the air, and Liang Xinhe felt that if a large drop of brown resin fell from the sky at this moment and wrapped them in, then when people dug them out thousands of years later, it would be an amber like two women looking at each other.

Liang Xinhe raised the corners of his lips unknowingly, it turns out that after drinking, he really has a good literary talent.

Maybe she laughed too stupidly, which caused Ning Xi to laugh again. She said, "You mentioned Zhong Silan just now? I remember that we used to like her paintings very much, and we often went to her art exhibitions..."

"Oh?" Liang Xinhe blinked, clapped his hands and laughed, "Unexpectedly..."

"You know that I used to often go to cheer for Senior Sister Zhong, maybe I have met you..."

"You were still a student then, you were too young..."

"...Why did the topic go back to me being young again, how old are you in your 30s..."

"Don't say it's the same at 30, it's still different..."

"Amber" seems to flow, and it doesn't land for a long time. The topic between them seems to never stop, they keep talking and talking...

At some point, Liang Xinhe didn't talk to her, she fell asleep leaning on the back of the sofa, her cheeks were still red, the corners of her eyes were also pink, and there were a few broken bangs hanging down.

Ning Xi's hand finally stretched out, the slender index finger flicked lightly, and the middle finger slid down in the air, gently and quietly touching Liang Xinhe's cheek.

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I finally finished writing "All Night", I really wrote all night haha...