Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

An Zhi's face was inexplicably hot, she was no longer a child, she was in high school, she couldn't act like a spoiled child anymore. But that embrace is really attractive, attractive, attractive...

But her mouth was sour, and Yan Xi didn't hug her or touch her head.

An Zhi saw the beer in Yan Xi's hand and the documentary on the big screen. She remembered that Yan Xi had already seen it. What was the reason for that?

An Zhi tilted his head, saying something on his mind. Maybe because of work, maybe because of something else? But Yan Xi didn't show it, she wouldn't tell herself, and she put down her own affairs and came to care about her...

An Zhi's heart was filled with another layer of melancholy. She was quite a child, because only when she was a child could she act like a spoiled child and get close to her unscrupulously. But she also wants to become an adult soon, at least to be an adult in Yan Xi's eyes, maybe this way

At least he could let Yan Xi have something to say to her. When she was very young, An Zhi felt that Yan Xi in her vision was very high and beautiful. She knew a lot of things that she did not understand. Many times, An Zhi had to raise her head to talk to her or listen to her, she felt very far away. Far, far, but when she took her home and held her hand, when she held her for the first time, every time she bent down to talk to her, that long distance was instantly pulled very close.

From a very young age, An Zhi has been very good at observing other people's emotions, especially those of adults. Not knowing that it was the earliest memory of that time, she realized that she was different from other children. Other children's homes were lively and lively, but she only had her grandfather. Their family only has two pairs of chopsticks for meals, unlike the neighbors' table that is full, and it seems that many homes in the village are the same. I heard others say, "Grandpa is very hard. After retirement, he has to walk around and ask him to help him introduce students, because his retirement salary is not enough for two people's expenses, because his granddaughter will study in the future..."

The adults are very hard, all she can do is to be obedient, don't ask those topics they can't answer. She has always been very quiet and doesn't talk much, and she will only reveal herself slowly to people who make her feel very familiar and secure. During the years by Yan Xi's side, she was used to being taken care of by her, used to being a child, used to occasionally throwing a tantrum and acting like a spoiled child. She rarely takes the initiative to care about Yan Xi.

Yan Xi will be tired, she will be tired and unhappy, she is very busy with work. But she rarely let An Zhi know. An Zhi's heart suddenly became sour. Maybe on many nights she didn't know about, Yan Xi was like this, sitting alone, watching documentaries, and thinking about her own thoughts in loneliness.

"Huh? What's the matter? Well, I'm not laughing at you. You think it's hard to beat her, and the other party is the same. Tao Tao, it's not like you, you've always been the one who laughed at other people's poor grades." Yan Xi thought that An Zhi was still depressed about the topic just now, and said with a smile.

"Um..." An Zhi replied absentmindedly, and after reacting, he said a little embarrassedly: "...I...may be punished..."

Yan Xi stood up slightly, and flicked her fingers on her forehead: "What do you say!"

An Zhi smiled embarrassedly, bit her lip lightly, rubbed it quietly, breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on Yan Xi's lap without giving herself any space to hesitate.

Then he pretended to speak naturally: "That Xu Jiaer is similar to me in science. We are often tied in mathematics, chemistry, physics, and liberal arts. She is better in English than me, and sometimes I am better than her in Chinese..."

While talking, pay attention to Yan Xi's reaction. She was drinking beer at first. She didn't prevent An Zhi's actions. She hurriedly removed the beer with one hand for fear of spilling it on An Zhi's head, and reflexively protected her head with the other. Before she could react, she was stuffed with a lot of information by An Zhi, and she only had time to say "um...".

An Zhi secretly raised the corners of her lips, she found a comfortable position on the sofa, resting her head on Yan Xi's leg, "So, I can only work hard in the liberal arts, and the science must not be careless, otherwise, there is no chance of winning. "

"Well... Xu Jiaer? This name is a good one." Yan Xi said, she looked down at Xia Anzhi: "Have you read all your English papers now?"

"Well. So is the language."

"Huh? I was in high school more than ten years ago, so I don't remember much." Yan Xi's hand slowly stroked An Zhi's hair, thinking about the test paper, but couldn't remember it.

"It's just... An Zhi snapped his fingers, "The first part is modern text reading, which is divided into expository reading, literary text reading, and practical text reading",

The second part is the reading of ancient poems," she changed her hand to count, "It is divided into classical Chinese reading, ancient poetry reading, dictation of famous poems and sentences, and then the third part is the use of language and words, and the correct use of idioms is generally tested..."

An Zhi thought and read, and found that she had counted both hands. She grabbed Yan Xi's hand and continued to count, "Choose bad sentences, multiple choice questions for proper expression, and language expressions. There are two questions, and then there is the composition..." A hand that just finished counting.

I counted hard just now, and went through all the language topics in my mind. When she finished reading, she found that she was holding Yan Xi's hand with both hands, her fingers touched her fingertips, and her nail polish was bean paste color Yes, one or two have been spent on the edges, but the beauty is undiminished.

An Zhi had never seen her hand so closely before, it was bigger than hers, with slender and slender fingers, narrow back of hand, and thin wrist.

Yanxi chuckled lightly from above: "What is this?"

An Zhi looked up, Yan Xi looked at her with a half-smile, her cheeks were inexplicably warm, and she couldn't stand her playful gaze, so she turned her head and buried her face in her stomach.

Yan Xi blinked, looked at the small head buried in her abdomen, and rubbed her hair. What's there to be shy about?

She coughed, continued the topic just now, and asked her, "Have you read this student Xu Jiaer's test paper?"

"Huh?" An Zhi looked at him with wide eyes like a curious rabbit with raised ears.

"You should look at her test paper, find out where she is failing, know yourself and the enemy, and then you will be victorious in every battle."

"Well..." An Zhi frowned and began to think.

"Don't worry, take a look at this monthly exam first."

"Okay." An Zhi nodded.

Yan Xi smiled at her and took a sip of beer. Her fair and slender throat moved, and she turned her eyes to the screen.

An Zhi looked at her, this topic should end here, but Yan Xi didn't let her get up, so An Zhi pretended not to know. She took out her phone from the pocket of her nightgown and started playing, occasionally glancing at the screen.

"In 1953, the State Administration of Cultural Heritage invited restoration experts from all walks of life to enter the Forbidden City to establish a cultural relic restoration factory..." The commentary's voice was soothing and calm. "Boom" fell down. Yan Xi

Yan Xi sat up straight and put down the beer. He lowered his eyes to look at An Zhi, put her in his arms, and patted her. She did these actions naturally, but her thoughts were still on what Liu Yiyi said to her.

"Aren't you lonely? No, it's not just physical loneliness, it's...intimacy, you know? It's the lack of intimacy. Westerners say intimacy is inseparable from three words, threeRs, relatives, roomates, andromance, Family, roomates, refers to roommates, friendship, and romance, refers to love. Just that longing, that you want someone to appreciate you, that feeling of empathy, not just mentally, but physically. Spirit and flesh The intimacy of unity, of course, is something that can’t be met. Many people take the second place, and the physical satisfaction is enough. But Yanxi, I think you have been living like a nun these years...” Liu Yiyi said Dancing, frothing.

"If you go on like this, you won't even have the ability to love someone."

Yan Xi was dazed, and to be honest, she was a little confused. Since Gao Jiming, she has really stopped falling in love with other people. There are many excellent people who have pursued her over the years, but none of them have attracted her. There is no sudden heartbeat, no love at first sight, and most of the time, the heart is as calm as a mirror. And she had to admit that Liao Chengyu was the only opposite **** she felt comfortable getting along with over the years.

But not about love.

That kind of intimacy of body and soul, that kind of resonance of the unity of soul and body, what does it feel like?

Yan Xi felt confused and dazed, as well as suspicious.

Does it feel that way? Does anyone really experience this feeling?

Yan Xi fell into deep thought. She suddenly had a feeling that maybe she would never meet in her whole life, maybe she didn't feel it. Like Liu Yiyi's scorching and intense feelings, she could never experience it or do it in her whole life. Maybe as she said, she has lost the ability to love.

Suddenly, An Zhi struggled and made a "uh" sound, as if she had slept in one position for a long time, she moved and opened her eyes.

He looked at Yan Xi dumbfoundedly.

"Huh? Auntie?"

But Yan Xi seemed to be in a daze.

An Zhi blinked and looked at her for a while.

She had never seen Yan Xi like this, frowning, dazed, and a low silence.

An Zhi's heart tensed, she straightened up, leaned over, and put her arms around her neck, "Auntie..."''

"Oh... awake?" Yan Xi came back to his senses and looked at her.

But her eyes were still a little off.

An Zhi's heart tightened even more, she couldn't stand Yan Xi's expression. Without thinking about it, she snuggled up and gently pecked and kissed Yan Xi's cheek, as if the wings of a butterfly brushed the petals.

At the moment of the touch, An Zhi was stunned, Yan Xi's eyelashes blinked, the light in his eyes condensed, and he looked straight at An Zhi.