Lin Xi had been staying in the room, not going out. She didn't know how long she had been sitting on the bed.
The feeling in her heart was indescribable. She trusted Tang Mingchuan very much. After calming down for a while, she answered the phone when Tang Mingchuan called again.
"Lazy pig, are you finally awake?" Tang Mingchuan's voice came through the phone, sounding very cheerful. "Tang Mingchuan, do you really like me?" Lin Xi's voice was very soft, without any emotion.
This was the first time she had called her own name.
Tang Mingchuan was puzzled by her sudden question. "What's wrong, little girl?"
"Just answer my question." Lin Xi insisted stubbornly.
"Of course, I like you. I would give my life for you." Tang Mingchuan couldn't understand why Lin Xi suddenly asked him this way. Didn't he deserve her trust?
"Okay, I got it." Lin Xi said softly, her voice filled with grievances.
Tang Mingchuan realized that he hadn't sounded very nice just now, so he softened his tone. "Lin Xi, I really like you. I liked you from the moment I first saw you." Tang Mingchuan poured out his heart to Lin Xi.
"Okay, I know." Whatever he said, she believed. Tang Mingchuan sensed Lin Xi's troubles, but it was hard to talk about them over the phone. He promised himself to talk to her properly when they met tomorrow.
In his heart, there had always been only one person, forever.
...
The next day, Tang Mingchuan came to Lin Xi's house as usual, and Song Yaya was standing there waiting for him.
"Brother, you're here. I've been waiting here for a long time." Because of yesterday's conversation, Song Yaya had become much bolder today, speaking more openly and frequently.
Tang Mingchuan didn't say anything. Song Yaya was being too proactive, and he didn't like that kind of girl.
Song Yaya didn't mind. Yesterday gave her great confidence, believing that soon Tang Mingchuan would be hers. Besides, Lin Xi already had a misunderstanding about Tang Mingchuan. Lin Xi was introverted, and sooner or later, Tang Mingchuan would get tired of her.
Lin Xi sat in the living room, staring aimlessly out of the window. The door suddenly opened, and she slowly returned to her senses.
Tang Mingchuan stood beside her with a smiling Song Yaya. Seeing the two of them together felt like a thorn in Lin Xi's eye.
"Xixi, I'll go back to my room first. You guys chat." Song Yaya tactfully went back to her room. From Lin Xi's perspective, the sight of them together was irritating.
"Xixi, let's talk properly." Tang Mingchuan sat next to Lin Xi, holding her hand.
Lin Xi, in a huff, didn't let Tang Mingchuan touch her hand. She had wanted to talk to him calmly, but when she saw him standing with Song Yaya today, she felt sour and even developed a little temper.
Tang Mingchuan didn't get angry when she pushed his hand away. He patiently coaxed her, "Are you jealous because I talked to her yesterday?"
Lin Xi, feeling embarrassed, turned away, ignoring Tang Mingchuan.
Tang Mingchuan chuckled softly, turned her body back, hugged her, and then leaned down to kiss her lips.
Slowly biting her lips, his tongue gently traced the shape of her lips, tender and patient.
Lin Xi's eyes widened, clear with a mist of water, as their kisses had always been brief. This was the first time he kissed her so deeply, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe.
Tang Mingchuan saw the little girl's face turn red and let her go.
"Xixi, you need to learn to breathe." Tang Mingchuan's eyes carried a mysterious light.
Lin Xi felt extremely embarrassed. She had been angry, but he still kissed her so meticulously, and in her own home, with someone else in the next room.
"I'm not like you, older and more experienced." Lin Xi complained softly.
Tang Mingchuan rubbed her blushing face affectionately. "What are you thinking, my dear? I've only kissed you, from beginning to end, I've only had you as my girlfriend."
Lin Xi's heart raced at Tang Mingchuan's words. Tang Mingchuan had always only liked her. The grievances she had before seemed to dissipate instantly.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you." Lin Xi hugged Tang Mingchuan, feeling very peaceful in her heart. The living room was filled with warmth.
Tang Mingchuan suddenly remembered what his friend Shen Yan had said, that there was no misunderstanding that a kiss couldn't solve, and if there was, then kiss again.
...
In the room, Song Yaya was about to explode. She had been peering through the crack in the door, expecting to see some drama, but unexpectedly, she saw the two kissing and making up.
Things didn't go as she had expected. All her previous efforts were in vain.
Clutching her fists, she felt unwilling. Her mother had given her a two-day deadline, and she still hadn't achieved her goal.
...
Before Tang Mingchuan left, Lin Xi gave him her key. She didn't want him to have any contact with Song Yaya.
Limping, Lin Xi walked to Song Yaya's room.
"I know you've been peeking. Come out." Lin Xi's voice was very cold as she spoke to the Song Yaya behind the door.
Song Yaya opened the door and met Lin Xi's eyes.
Lin Xi's eyes were large and bright, but Song Yaya found them very annoying. She was very jealous.
Without looking at her, Lin Xi turned and entered the guest room, sitting on the chair.
"I know you're the one who scattered the broken glass here and caused me to get hurt. I also know you deliberately talked to Tang Mingchuan, and even threw away the milk tea he bought for me." Lin Xi spoke calmly, as if she saw through everything.
Seeing her little tricks being exposed, Song Yaya no longer concealed them, sneering at Lin Xi.
"Now that you know everything, I don't need to act every day." Song Yaya said indifferently.
Lin Xi had suspected Song Yaya before, but she didn't expect her to admit it so frankly. She just wanted to scare Song Yaya a little, but she didn't expect her to admit it so casually.
"You can go. I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to argue with you." After saying this, Lin Xi got up and left the guest room, limping.
Song Yaya sat weakly on the bed. She had no reason to stay here anymore.
Lin Xi had given her enough face, and she hadn't told Xu Xin about her own misdeeds. "I'm not reconciled, Lin Xi. I'll come back sooner or later." Song Yaya's eyes turned red. She had always longed for the hustle and bustle of the big city. Although she couldn't stay here now, she would definitely come back.