When she walked out of the encounter bookstore, Xiao Yao was scolding.

"I'm really convinced, that handsome guy in the ascetic department was silent, except for about his sister, he basically didn't speak, and so did the little sister, who looks so cute, just let you hug me and not let me hug it, what kind of bullshit bookstore."

Xiao Yao was really annoyed, teasing Jian Nan, Jian Nan was unmoved, wanted to hug Jian Lin, Jian Lin didn't let him hug, forcibly hugged, Jian Lin was about to make trouble, and his brother was anxious when he made trouble.

"I like the atmosphere there, I like to think about things and read books there, what are you here for, I advise you not to come, you don't listen."

"I thought ......" Xiao Yao was still angry, "Forget it, don't talk about it, let's eat." ”

The two casually ate at the skewer shop and chatted about some gossip.

"Xin'er, do you have a favorite of those two people?"

"You know, that's not what I like."

"I know, a good and warm man who laughs sweetly, I'm relieved."

"What do you mean?"

"Those two people are not like good stubble, especially that Jian Nan, there is a ruthlessness between his eyebrows, and he looks like he has carried things."

"Got it, long-winded."

After eating, Xiao Yao didn't let Wen Xin go back to her uncle, and insisted on letting her stay with her for a night.

Wen Xin had no choice but to send a message to her uncle, but her uncle didn't reply.

Xiao Yaoding's hotel must be the most expensive here, and at first glance, it can't be compared to the hotel she set that day, and when she walked in, she couldn't help but feel a chill.

"You guys are really shabby here, and the better hotels in the neighborhood are here." This is Xiao Yao's evaluation, she is still not very satisfied with the best hotel in this area.

Originally, she was also a lady who didn't worry about eating and drinking, and lived in a high-end hotel, but now, if you want to find a place to live, you have to be a small hotel, and you can only take the bus to travel.

Xiao Yao saw Wen Xin's embarrassment, and couldn't help but regret it a little, she didn't say anything, and took Wen Xin's hand upstairs.

The room is big and tidy, clean, translucent, there is no pungent smell, the TV is much more advanced than the one Wen Xin ordered before, and there is a big bathtub.

The two took off their clothes and sat naked in the bathtub, with bubble bath bombs in the bathtub and rose petals, which made people feel very relaxed when they soaked in, they can be regarded as the top beauties of their age, at this time under the lingering smoke, the girl's body is like a work of art, they are talking again, and then I don't know who got up, the two splashed water on each other, and the bathroom was splashed with water everywhere.

"Alright, don't make a fuss." Wen Xin obviously couldn't resist it, and raised her hand to block her face.

"Xin'er, I really envy your figure, I can't even resist me as a woman, hurry, Concubine Wen, let this king love you well."

As she spoke, Xiao Yao rushed towards Wen Xin.

Wen Xin struggled to break free of her.

"How did your mother agree to you coming to me?" Xiao Yao was tired of playing, so she picked a rose petal on her head for Wen Xin, and after she stopped, Wen Xin asked.

"I didn't agree, I sneaked out while she was out playing mahjong."

"Huh? That aunt must be crazy. After that, she was going to get her mobile phone to report her aunt's safety.

"Huh! No, I've sent her a message on the spot, and I guess it's going to be a news bombardment right now. She grabbed Wen Xin, who wanted to go out, "Knowing that I'm here with you, she's still more relieved, if you really tell her where she is, she's here to stir things up, isn't that a bad thing?" ”

Wen Xin and Xiao Yao didn't look at their mobile phones much when they were together, she had the contact information of Xiao Yao's mother, and it was estimated that her mobile phone was also bombarded with news at this time.

"Okay." Wen Xin sat back in the bathtub.

Wen Xin was very happy and sad, and the friends who used to get along day and night could now escape to see her.

Everything is wrong, we always feel that the coming days are long, and it is time to say goodbye when we turn around, whether you want to or not, life will not give you a chance to breathe.

After soaking for a while, Wen Xin was the first to hold on, she went out to take a shower and sat on the edge of the bed to blow her hair.

After Xiao Yao came out, she naturally sat in front of Wen Xin, just like they used to do, Wen Xin blew Xiao Yao's hair.

The difference is that this time halfway through the blow, Wen Xin stopped, she dropped the hair dryer, hugged Xiao Yao from behind, buried her face behind her, buried in her pajamas, Xiao Yao only felt that there was a burst of warmth behind her back, as if she was going to burn her.

"Yaoyao, I'm ...... now I'm very insecure right now, like ...... It's like walking on a single-plank bridge with your eyes closed, as long as you don't pay attention, you will step on the air. Wen Xin's voice trembled.

Xiao Yao didn't speak, she cried.

"I don't have a home anymore. Yaoyao," Wen Xin said this, as if she were an empty shell without a soul, "I don't have a home." ”

The last sentence "I don't have a home anymore." "It's like the silent sigh of a poor man who has fallen in the last layer of hell.

Xiao Yao really couldn't hold back, she turned her body and saw Wen Xin, who had already cried into tears, Wen Xin didn't say a word, but she was already a little hibiscus crying, she gently hugged Wen Xin into her arms, like a mother holding her newborn child, she was afraid that if she used her strength, she would break this angel scattered in the world.

"Xin'er, don't be afraid, Yaoyao is here! Yaoyao is here! As she spoke, Xiao Yao gently patted Wen Xin's body, "The world spurns you, Yaoyao loves you, and Yaoyao's shoulder will always be for you." ”

After hearing this, Wen Xin's body trembled a little, and then trembled even more, but she never made a sound.

Xiao Yao silently felt the deepest grief in this old friend's heart, she lost her father at a young age, her mother remarried and the man ran away, leaving her alone, no one wanted her anymore, she was kicked around like a dirty ball, like a peacock dying of old age, no one remembered her beauty when she opened the screen.

After a long time, Wen Xin cried a little dazed, but her mood eased a little.

Xiao Yao staggered and stood up, she was a little out of strength.

She rummaged through something in her bag.

"Xin'er, for you."

"This is, violin?" Wen Xin said, "You know, I like the one I have now, and I don't want to change it." ”

"I know." Xiao Yao said, "It's not a violin, it's a bow." ”

Wen Xin opened it and looked at it, the beautiful and delicate bow was made of Brazilian sumac, the bow hair made of Siberian horsetail hair, the sterling silver bow button, the sterling silver jewelry inlaid with natural abalone shells, wrapped in calfskin, and as soon as you got started, you knew that this was handmade, even a layman could see that this bow was worth a lot of money.

"Haven't your bows been around for a long time? I'm thinking of changing it for you, and I'm looking for a master to make it. ”

Wen Xin looked at it carefully for a moment: "I don't want it." ”

"What is this for? My dad has friends he knows who do this, and they don't ask me much money. ”

Wen Xin didn't speak, even if it was a friend, Wen Xin didn't want to owe the other party, she couldn't accept such a valuable gift with peace of mind.

After saying that, Wen Xin put the bow back.

Xiao Yao smiled: "Xin'er, I like the finishing action of drawing an arc in my hand every time I watch you perform, at that time, you are the most confident, you are the center of the whole stage, you are the one who stands out from the crowd, nothing can compare to your glory at that time." ”

"So I hope that no matter where you are, even if there is no audience, you can play a song for yourself, with the bow I sent, with my expectations, never forget the confidence of your final finishing moves, and tell yourself that you will always be Wen Xin, the princess who never puts her head down."

Wen Xin was moved again, her eyes were already moist again and again.

She cherished the bow full of hope and expectation.

They talked a lot that night, and when they went to bed late at night, the lights were turned off and they hid under the covers.

That night, they didn't sleep much, Xiao Yao only remembered that night, Wen Xin, who used to push herself away if she wanted to stick it, hugged herself tightly, as if she was afraid that as soon as she let go, Xiao Yao in front of her would disappear, and Xiao Yao also hugged her in the same way, both comforting and helpless.

She hopes to do everything she can to give her friends peace of mind and comfort, even if it can only make the other party perched for a while, down-to-earth for a while, and happy for a while.

She suddenly wished that the night would never end, that she could always hold it, comfort, be relied on, that strong and fragile girl.

"There was light on the way here, Yaoyao, you lit it for me." Hugging Xiao Yao in the dark, Wen Xin muttered as if she was asleep.