To Your Island

When the rain stopped, they scooped up the water at home, and they began to repair the broken electrical appliances.

A week later, the stagnant water in the village in the city subsided.

Wang Jiexiang mopped the floor and wiped the wall over and over again.

Yin Xian carried a pack of plastic bags to throw in the water that was useless.

After another while, when the sun came out, they began to wash clothes, wash quilts, pillows, and dry the door.

Finally, all the things that can be dried at home are dried, and the summer heat is almost consumed.

The mold marks on the walls of rental houses have never disappeared. Wang Jiexiang and Yin Xian sometimes talked about the baby fish they saw that day, and they still felt magical.

By autumn, they had lived together for half a year.

This young couple's approach to getting along has changed a lot from the original.

In the past, Yin Xian had few words and was dull like a dumb. Slowly Wang Jiexiang discovered that he didn't know how to say that he didn't care about her. If you really want to compare the truth, two or three sentences with Yin and Yang's weirdness can choke her to go crazy.

Part of this change is because of his nature, and part of it is influenced by her.

Wang Jiexiang's words are too much and too dense.

Before, she regarded him as a powerful elder brother, timidly not daring to offend, for fear of harassing him. Now as a couple, she has no such worries.

Facing Yin Xian, Wang Jiexiang opened himself straight. All emotions, good or bad, she showed him all the first time. Holding a sincere heart, she loves him so much and frankly.

The high-density exchanges of eating and living together gradually caused friction between the two.

Small friction, such as: Wang Jiexiang's hair band is not placed in a fixed place. She took it off and forgot in a blink of an eye. He stepped on the rubber band at home and helped her put it away. She still had no memory, and lost one here and two there. In the morning eager to go out to tie her hair, she asked Yin Xian if she saw her rubber band, he snorted coldly and didn't help her find it.

When Yin Xian was sloppy, Wang Jiexiang confessed to him that he wanted to put his shoes in the shoe rack. One is that in a place as big as the doorway, a few pairs of shoes are not put in place, and it looks messy; second, in order to keep the home clean, don't confuse indoor slippers with outdoor slippers.

He didn't pay attention many times, stepping on the slippers at home to throw out the trash, or to take a bath in the public bathroom. When he got home, slippers soiled the floor, causing Wang Jiexiang to brush his shoes and mop the floor.

One time, Yin Xian didn't change his slippers and was caught by her. Wang Jiexiang crouched at him and shouted, "You do your own hygiene."

Yin Xian had a bad sense and went out to wash the shoes obediently. She checked and washed them before letting him in.

The big friction is actually smaller than the above two things.

One night, Wang Jiexiang cooked egg fried rice.

Before coming out of the pan, she thought that Yin Xian loved spicy food, and added three spoons of chili sauce to the rice.

The two of them sat at the dining table. Wang Jiexiang ate fried rice with chopsticks and naturally picked out the pepper seeds and pepper skins in the rice.

Seeing her move, Yin Xian frowned.

"Why do you add chili to the fried rice with scrambled eggs?"

"Why not?"

Wang Jiexiang replied casually: "If you want spicy, just add chili."

She was still playing with the rice in her bowl.

Seeing her so much trouble, Yin Xian couldn't help but say a few words: "Egg fried rice is eaten by spoonful by spoonful. It's so troublesome like you are now. You have to pick out the pepper after adding the pepper.

——He loves spicy food, so he adds chili sauce.

How could Yin Xian blame her for adding chili peppers? Wang Jiexiang was not convinced, and mumbled.

"Just pick, there are not many peppers anyway..."

He put down the spoon, picked up the chopsticks like her, and picked out the small pieces of chili in the rice, as if to verify what he said earlier, the egg fried rice with chili was "more troublesome" to eat.

Originally, this matter could almost be turned over here, but Wang Jiexiang couldn't get down the steps, so he raised his mouth again.

"Hmph, don't eat if it is troublesome."

Hearing what she said, Yin Xian stopped chopsticks.

"Ok."

He said: "That's down."

The egg fried rice did not move, and Yin Xian left the table.

Wang Jiexiang thought: How could it be that he was so hungry when he went home at night, how could he really not eat?

Facts have proved that Yin Xian is capable.

He bathed, brushed his teeth, and went to bed as usual, as if he had already eaten dinner.

Wang Jiexiang left him on the noodles, whatever he did not eat, in fact, he silently picked out the peppers in the bowl for him.

She didn't put his egg fried rice away and kept it on the table.

As long as he shouts hungry, she will immediately help him heat up the meal.

Unfortunately, Yin Xian did not.

Early the next morning, he went to work, and when he took out the trash, he dumped the bowl of overnight food into the trash can.

Wang Jiexiang, who saw this scene, suddenly felt even more aggrieved.

He would rather go hungry than dump it, he resolutely refused to eat.

It's just that pepper is added to the egg fried rice. Is it such a heinous crime?

The original fart was a little bit bigger, and gradually escalated, the two fell into a cold war.

Couples who don’t live together don’t date, call or send text messages during the Cold War. They are living together, and the suffocation brought by the Cold War runs through every corner of life.

For meals, two people eat at a separate time one after the other; even if they sit at the same table, they do not talk to each other.

Wash clothes, wash their own clothes; dry clothes, deliberately holding two ropes, one person drying the other.

To take a bath in the public bathroom, Yin Xian will still wait for Wang Jiexiang to leave work.

The two of them were carrying buckets and walking along the path one after another.

Walking to the bathroom and going home from the bathroom are all silent.

Sleep is the most suffocating, they lie on a bed with their backs to each other.

Wang Jiexiang squeezed inside desperately and slept against the wall; Yin Xian lay outside, rolling down at any time.

No one can sleep comfortably, and there is a large space in the middle of the bed for cold air.

At the beginning of the Cold War, they could not avoid speaking a few words.

"time to eat."

"Move away, get clothes."

"Late from get off work today."

The atmosphere of cherishing words is like gold, so that such unavoidable daily conversations have become less and less.

There are even some things that they are accustomed to asking each other to do, they try to start to do it themselves.

The cans that Wang Jiexiang couldn't open were no longer handed to Yin Xian. She tried various methods to twist the can and her ears were red... and finally chose not to eat it.

The buttons on Yin Xian's clothes fell off. He found the sewing kit and chose a thin needle with a thick thread that did not match it. He wore it for half an hour just by threading the needle.

For a week of the Cold War, they have forgotten the source of their initial unhappiness.

This week, the other party’s attitude and actions made them even more angry.

Wang Jiexiang couldn't unscrew the can, Yin Xian waited for her to soften.

Yin Xian couldn't pass the thread. Wang Jiexiang saw how he could solve it, but he didn't look for her.

In the second week of the cold war, the two of them just stayed together, and when they saw each other's expressionless face, they felt tight in their chest and short of breath.

Home, the happiest and most relaxing paradise on earth, has become a training camp for the devil's will.

If they tortured each other again, they had to be suffocated alive, and Wang Jiexiang broke out first.

"I move out until the end of this month."

It was Friday, and the end of the month was this Sunday. She took a half day off from work.

"I'll move." Yin Xian said.

——Look, he has the same idea.

She was so sad that she was unwilling to pretend to be "you let me and I let you", and simply nodded.

On Sunday, Yin Xian went to work a lot earlier than usual and didn't eat breakfast.

Wang Jiexiang got up, the house was empty.

He didn't tell her to go out, and she gradually got used to it.

She cooks her own breakfast, eats well, and cleans the bowl.

Wang Jiexiang's mood was quite calm.

Putting the slippers on her feet on the shelf, she put on work shoes.

Before walking out of the house, she turned her habitually and turned her head to prepare her shoes.

...He put the shoes away by himself.

The sun shining into the room, fingertips paused on the shoe rack, and his eyes touched the neatly placed pair of indoor slippers on the shoe rack.

Wang Jiexiang's nose suddenly sore.

I said so many times and didn't listen, but I remember clearly this time I separated.

"What's wrong with egg fried rice and chili."

"What can I do if the shoes are not properly put."

She muttered to herself, her emotions almost out of control.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Wang Jiexiang stood up and took a deep breath, closing the door.