MTL - Peach and Plum Do Not Speak (The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms)-Chapter 88

An Zhi froze in place as if he had been acupointed, and Yan Xi kept replaying in his mind, from gently and patiently persuading her to calmly saying to her, "Okay, you guys go to dinner."

Frame by frame, every expression detail is not missed.

Then she felt a little panic in her heart: Yan Xi, shouldn't she be angry?

She tried her best to recall Yan Ji's angry look in the past for comparison. But the memory is blank. Yan Xi has never been angry with her. There were only two approaches, once when she ran away from home as a child to return to where she was born. Another time, she skipped class, and Yan Xi couldn't find her.

But both times she blamed her, more worried. Yan Xi has never been mad at her, never really mad at her.

An Zhi's nose suddenly became sour, and he started to blame himself first.

"Hey!" Xu Jiaer next to her poked her on the shoulder, "Little squad leader, shall we go to dinner? Or do you just leave me alone after you use it?"

An Zhi took a deep breath: "Let's go."

Xu Jiaer squinted at her as he walked: "Did you quarrel or quarrel?"

"Don't worry about it." An Zhi lowered his eyes sadly, then remembered something and apologized to her: "I'm sorry.",

Xu Jiaer waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, fortunately I thought about it, otherwise I would be really sad."

An Zhi looked at Xu Jiaer apologetically, Xu Jiaer winked at her.

Since the last time they met, they have been tacitly staying away from each other. Actually, they are also very busy.

They go to eat grilled fish. The lights in the store are dim, there are many graffiti and one-liners on the walls, and Rihanna's music is playing. The seats are separated from each other, and they pick a seat and sit down.

"You can't eat spicy food, right?" Xu Jiaer looked at the menu.

"Well...but it's alright, you can order."

"That's fine."

They ordered good food and drinks.

An Zhi asked her, "Is the going abroad going well?"

Xu Jiaer nodded and said, "It's alright. I've passed the TOEFL, and then there are some trivial matters and a lot of formalities..."

"After the new year, the next semester will be very fast."

"Yes."

After saying these few words, the two of them look at me, I look at me, but don't know what to say, "Pu Chi" laughed.

"Hey, don't be so embarrassed," Xu Jiaer smiled at her: "Little squad leader, although we can't be lovers, we can be friends. What's the matter, do you have something on your mind?"

An Zhi didn't know how to speak, let alone whether it was appropriate to tell Xu Jiaer. It's hard to say.

The fish was brought up. The fish is deboned, fry it until both sides are slightly yellow, and then roast it.

Xu Jiaer obviously likes to eat fish. She picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'm welcome," and started eating.

An Zhi took a bite of the fish, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender, and the spiciness was okay. She picked up the chopsticks and dipped the fish meat in the soup and sent it to her mouth. The fish melted on the tip of her tongue. She suddenly choked with a "uh" sound, feeling so hot.

Xu Jiaer looked at her and smiled: "You are too weak."

An Zhi took a sip of coconut milk, "I haven't been able to eat spicy food since I was a child, but I still like it. It's okay to have a little bit of spicy food."

She came to Yan Xi's side to eat spicy food. Her grandfather's taste was light, but Yan's family loved spicy food. The first time she ate it was boiled fish. Arrived, so hot that I cried and stuck my tongue out. At that time, Yan Xi was sitting next to her, and she immediately reacted, picking up cold water to feed her.

An Zhi remembered that she was holding her in her arms and chuckled at her who kept sticking out her tongue and inhaling: "It's okay, it's okay, it won't be hot in a while."

She pinched her chin with her fingers: "Show me your tongue, is it hot and red..."

After that, every time they went to eat hot pot, what Yan Xi ordered was the mandarin duck pot. But An Zhi wanted to challenge the spicy food every time, Yan Xi laughed at the way she was so hot that she had to go back to the soup pot with tears in her eyes.

When it comes to food, Yan Xi will accommodate her. Anzhi too. The only thing there is no consensus is whether tomato scrambled eggs should be put in sugar or salt. No one can convince anyone.

An Zhi remembered Yan Xi's stunned expression when she first heard her talk about adding sugar, and then they argued about her sincerity: "No, no! Salt must be added, it's a matter of principle!"

She has always been tolerant and patient but has a lovely obsession with this issue, so that later they decided that this dish at home would no longer appear, and it became a taboo. vegetable.

An Zhi bit the straw, she wanted to talk. She glanced at the phone next to her. It was Liu Yiyi's old phone, an Apple 6plus. She just got it, but it hasn't been replaced with a phone case she likes, and there are no photos of her and Yan Xi in it. Shi Xixi remembered to tell her "Wechat binds my card" before he left. She was thinking about her even if she was angry.

She had been training for more than 40 days, and she had been separated from her for so long, and she had to call and send messages every day. She didn't feel squeamish before, and she only knew how good a life Yan Xi had provided her after working in a group living. surroundings.

Originally, she thought about how tired she would be to go home after the training camp. She took the opportunity to act like a spoiled child and told her how sad she felt that she was not selected.

But now it has turned into this situation, and Yan Xi is not wrong, it is her who is wrong, it is her who is hypocritical, it is her who loses her temper, and it is her who is unreasonable.

An Zhi was biting on the straw, and Xu Jiaer's worried look all fell into her eyes. She sighed to herself, fortunately she withdrew early, the girl in front of her would not belong to her, but she was the only one eating this plate of fish.

Xu Jiaer said, "If you don't eat it, there will be no bones left."

The fish was originally deboned. An Yi smiled, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Xu Jiaer looked insightful: "You guys really quarreled?"

An Zhi shook his head.

"Have you confessed?"

An Zhi's face stiffened.

"It's impossible to think about." Xu Jiaer took a sip of Coke. "I've always wanted to ask you a question. Do you know your feelings for her?"

Xu Jiaer stared at An Zhidao, "Is it love?"

There was a lot of people in the store, the fish on the grill was steaming with aroma, full of fireworks, An Zhi's coat was draped on the chair, she was wearing a thick sweater, her head was bowed slightly, her hair was soft and surrounded by her milk powder The white face, with thin and soft eyelashes glowing in the light.

She said: "I hope not too." She doesn't have to suffer from this kind of torture, and she can't get close if she wants to. Shouldn't be close but want to be close.

Xu Jiaer stopped talking.

Then she sighed.

"You are too dependent on her. If you can't keep your distance from her, you will always be a child in her eyes."

An Zhi looked at her with almond eyes. Xu Jiaer thought to himself, that's how the Huaichun girl looked when she was depressed. It's a pity that it's not melancholy for her.

"But with your age difference, she may always think that you are a child. In your situation, whether she likes girls is not the primary issue, but the relationship you have gotten along for many years."

An Zhi bit her lip: "So I should give up sooner, right?"

Xu Jiaer stared at her thoughtfully.

She recalled the afternoon when she stole her relatives, Yan Xi stood at the door of the living room, staring at her sharply, Xu Jiaer could see that she was relying on self-cultivation to suppress a certain emotion.

In the end, Yan Xi just said to her coldly, "Let her sleep."

Maybe, just maybe, there's a little bit of difference between the two.

Xu Jiaer shook off the thought, it was none of her business.

"I can't tell you the answer. After all, I'm so handsome that I haven't caught up with the girl I like." Xu Jiaer smiled, the corner of her mouth pursed slightly, her eyes deep and firm:

"But I don't like people who don't like me, I want consensual relationships."

The two separated after eating. When An Zhi took the bus back to the community, it was already dark. She stood at the gate. The cold winter night was biting. shadow.

The house is brightly lit.

An Zhi swiped his card to enter the door, stepped into the small courtyard, came to the gate, and pushed in. The lights in the entrance hall on the first floor are on for those who arrive home early, but this time she is the one who arrives late.

An Zhi locked the door and went upstairs. The long steps arrived before she had figured out how to face Yan Xi. She stared at her rabbit plush slippers for a while before entering.

Yan Xi was sitting on the sofa, and an interview program from India was playing on the screen. She lowered her head and had a notebook on her knees. She was writing something on the paper with a pen in her hand. She stopped and thought for a second.

Her hair was tied, and a strand of hair was pressed behind her ear, falling down beside her ear, her whole person was gentle and immersed in her thoughts.

An Zhi couldn't express her feelings in her heart, Yan Xi seemed to have nothing happened, she was busy with her work, and she didn't even know she came in.

An Zhi didn't know whether to stomp her feet or say a word out loud to get her attention. Or just walk into the room and slam the door.

Either option is hypocritical.

She stood there and stared at Yan Xi without moving.

After Yan Xi finished writing a line, she looked up and saw her suddenly. She was a little surprised and smiled slightly: "You're back?" She closed the pen cap and looked up at her, her smiling eyes were gentle and soft.

How could Yan Xi be so calm? Isn't she angry? Or is it because you treat her like a child, so you don't care? If you treat her like a child, won't she worry about returning late? Why don't you give yourself a call... Although it's not too late to be home at seven o'clock... But it's already dark in winter!

If you don't treat her like a child... She went to dinner with Xu Jiaer and let her dove in front of her, wouldn't she be angry?

An Zhi's mind went round and round, and it was even more uncomfortable when she was dizzy, so she simply turned around and walked to the room. As soon as the door was closed, Yan Xi's stunned expression was also shut out.

Get into the devil, you can't extricate yourself.

Get immersed in it, know the joys and sorrows.

After a while, An Zhi secretly opened the door and looked for Yan Xi.

She was still on the sofa, her face was facing the direction of her door, but her eyes fell on the carpet. She frowned in thought, and her facial features were vague and blurred.

After a while, she let out a long sigh.

The air seemed to be contaminated with her breath, and the invisible and surging pressure of her long sigh instantly hit An Zhi's heart, and she grabbed her chest.