After falling into the shadow's trap

Lan Xingyue sat down at the table, looked at the steaming bowl of noodles in front of her, her complexion was slightly pale.

After being smoked by the aroma of the food, even the discomfort in the stomach is not so unbearable.

Seeing her pick up the chopsticks, Xi Heng sat beside her expectantly.

Lan Xingyue picked up a chopstick and put it into her mouth slowly. She chewed slowly, and the rich, fresh fragrance melted in her mouth. She glanced at Xi Heng, didn't speak, and picked up another chopstick. Noodles, the action is obviously accelerated.

"Is it delicious?" Xi Heng was nervous and excited. She is not proficient in cooking, the only thing she can do? Only egg fried rice and noodle soup.

When I was at home before, both parents went out to work. At noon, she could only solve lunch by herself, and she didn’t want to spend too much time in the kitchen, so she made fried rice or noodles every time. Slowly, one by one Get more proficient.

Lan Xingyue picked up the golden and tempting poached egg in the bowl, the egg was already full of soup, and biting down, the taste buds in the whole mouth stretched out.

She nodded and praised her without hesitation: "It's great, it's the best tasting noodles I've ever eaten. Xiaoxi, why are you so amazing!"

"No more," Xi Heng heaved a sigh of relief, scratching his head happily but embarrassedly, "If you like it, it's the best."

The light on the top of the dining table was not turned on, and only borrowed the light from the living room, so it was a little dim.

Lan Xingyue tied her long hair that was scattered on her shoulders into a ponytail casually, lowered her head and ate noodles seriously, while Xi Heng put her elbows on the table, leaned her head and looked at her quietly.

Good-looking people even look good-looking while eating noodles.

Xi Heng slowly lost his mind.

She never thought before that she and Lan Xingyue could have such a good time together.

Plain and warm.

There was an indescribable feeling in her heart, warm and astringent, as if her heart was about to melt.

Just as she was completely immersed in this atmosphere, the lights in the living room suddenly flickered twice without warning.

Xi Heng was stunned, and then everything in front of him suddenly went dark.

Lan Xingyue was also startled for a moment, she immediately put down her chopsticks, touched Xi Heng's hand, grabbed it, and squeezed it lightly twice.

The two held their breaths and waited for a while, but the lights still didn't turn on.

"It's okay, I'll go take a look," Xi Heng pulled out his hand, turned on the flashlight in the phone and put it on the table, and after getting used to it for a while, he walked in the direction of the door, "Maybe it's tripped, you can continue to eat .”

"Wait a minute," Lan Xingyue called her to stop, and handed over the mobile phone, "Look at the way, I'll just turn on my own flashlight."

With the help of the light, Xi Heng looked at the electric switch at the door, and there was nothing wrong.

She shook her head at Lan Xingyue, guessing: "It should be another power outage."

"again?"

"Maybe the power grid is being repaired nearby? I experienced it once when I was at home." With a helpless tone, she walked back to the dining table: "It doesn't matter, I will be able to call in a while."

"Even the basic circuit is prone to problems, and it's too inconvenient," Lan Xingyue said jokingly, holding the bowl in both hands, her eyes were like two shiny obsidian in the dark, "Xiaoxi, Why don't you rent my house? Anyway, I don't stay at home for a few days a year."

"Do not make jokes……"

Xi Heng originally wanted to go back and sit down, but when she heard her say this, she stood there in embarrassment.The light of the flashlight hit the face, clearly reflecting a little red on the tip of the ear.

"Nannan-"

A timely call came from downstairs, which eased the atmosphere.Xi Heng was startled, and immediately ran to the window sill.

She pushed open the window and looked down. It really was on the first floor? Grandma was calling her.

It was too dark outside, and Grandma couldn't see clearly, so she yelled again.

"Hey, I'm here!" Xi Heng quickly responded, "What's the matter!"

"Your home? Is there a power outage too?"

"Yes? Yes? There should be a problem with the circuit. It will be fine later. Grandma, please turn on the flashlight, don't worry." Considering that it was getting late, she controlled the volume: "Don't stand still In the yard? Let’s go back to the house.”

"Hey," Grandma's blurred figure swayed for a moment, and waved her hand, "At night, it might rain heavily, you should be careful."

"Okay, you also remember to close the window."

After Grandma walked into the room, Xi Heng withdrew half of her body and closed the window tightly.

"who's that?"

Lan Xingyue finished eating the noodles in the dark, and washed the dishes very consciously. She just came out of the kitchen and said curiously.

"Grandma on the first floor, she is very nice. She often invites me to have dinner at home, and she says it tastes better when two people eat."

Anyway, there's nothing else to do now. Things can be done. Xi Heng simply pulled Lan Xingyue to sit on the sofa and chatted with her.

She shared with the other party her carefree and mischievous "childhood", her adolescence when she hated studying and was forced to study, and her "university" when she was free and lazy and addicted to painting.

She enthusiastically talked about the interesting and funny things she had encountered, and when she got excited, she would collapse on the sofa with a pillow in her arms and laugh.

Lan Xingyue's eyes were full of such vivid and bright Xi Heng, who couldn't help but be infected by her happiness, and laughed along with her.

After a round of laughing, Xi Heng's mood slowly sank again, and she remembered some unpleasant things.

"...My? Parents and I have always had conflicts."

She pinched the corner of the pillow and rubbed it unconsciously: "I know they love me very much, but they don't want to understand me."

Lan Xingyue didn't say a word. All her ideas about her family came from Lan Xin alone. To her, it didn't matter whether she had parents or not, so she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Xi Heng just suddenly had the desire to confide, and did not need a response from the audience.

"I mentioned something about my father to you before..." She lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly, "My parents are both traditional and stubborn people. To some extent, I am very close to them. Like. In order to make me obey, they can kick me out, and in order to be disobedient, I can also not go home for a few years in a row."

"Sometimes, some fans on Weibo send me private messages, saying that they envy me. She thinks that I can? do what I love? and live a free, uninterrupted? life."

Hearing this, Lan Xingyue pursed her lips. She used to be one of the fans who thought this way.

At least from Xi Heng's appearance on the Internet and her painting style, the painter "Wu Sidixi" is always happy and active, always doing whatever he wants, and never worrying.

Only recently did she know that Xi Heng's current life was obtained through tearful struggles.

Lan Xingyue imagined a young man who had just graduated from college, who had almost broken up with her parents, and after the quarrel, was walking on the road helplessly dragging her suitcase.

She may have had a glimmer of hope until the moment she ran out of the house, hoping that her parents would change their minds and that she could get the support of her family.

But the reality is always ruthless and cruel, and it gave this little girl who had not experienced too many hardships a heavy and painful blow.

Perhaps it is because of this that Xi Heng cherishes the "opportunity" he snatched from his parents, painting the "paintings" he loves, and persistently walking on the "path" he has chosen.

There was a fine and continuous pain in the depths of her heart, and Lan Xingyue held the opponent's hand.

"I can kind of understand what they think. It's just that they feel so unstable. During the holidays, they may have to listen to gossip from relatives, saying that the daughter of the Xi family stays at home all day and doesn't have a serious job. "Thinking of such a scene, Xi Heng sneered: "My parents are very face-saving people, and they can't tolerate such words."

"I can't change their long-held concept, and I don't want to compromise, so I have to change myself." Her tone became lighter, but with a heavy nasal sound.

Lan Xingyue knew that she was only speaking in a simple way, and she didn't care as much as she showed.

"Xiao Xi."

"Huh?" Xi Heng sniffed.

"Probably at some unknown?time, your?paintings have helped a lot of people...I believe you made?every choice was right?, you are the best I've ever seen? painter."

Lan Xingyue's brows and eyes were soft, and her eyes seemed to be rippling with the brilliance of the stars and the moon, and she smiled at her.

"You're the best?." she repeated.

Xi Heng was in a daze, unable to react for a moment.

The dark residential buildings outside are like a huge canvas for depicting the night sky.

A few sporadic windows slowly lit up one by one, hanging on the canvas, glowing with soft light.

The sky is full of little stars.

The lights in the living room also resumed their duties, so the brightest star fell in front of Xi Heng's eyes.

"En." She held Lan Xingyue's hand back, and two small dimples flashed past.

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated twice.

Lan Xingyue walked over and swiped the lock screen. It was Xiao Tang who sent it, saying that he had to take care of his sister at home, and that there was no time to pick her up today, so Lan Xingyue asked Lan Xingyue to call the driver himself.

After carefully reading this message twice, her heart skipped a beat, she pressed the keyboard slowly, and said "yes" back.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her standing there with her mobile phone in her hand, Xi Heng thought that something had happened, so she walked over and asked, "Is it work? Is there any problem?"

Seeing her coming, Lan Xingyue pressed the lock screen calmly, but there was a sad expression on her face: "It's Xiao Tang, she said she has to stay at home, she can't come to pick me up today."

"Then, why don't you call the driver?" Knowing that she had a driver, Xi Heng proposed a reasonable solution right away.

"...the driver," Lan Xingyue paused, frowning, "he's gone to another place."

"Ah? Then, then..." This time, Xi Heng had no choice but to frown worriedly.

As if she didn't want to? Let her worry, Lan Xingyue said thoughtfully: "It's okay, I'll just drive back by myself."

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window without warning, and then the big raindrops slammed into the glass.

Grandma said, tonight? It will rain heavily.

Xi Heng looked out the window at the dark night and the howling rain, and turned around to find that Lan Xingyue had already walked to the door and started putting on her shoes.

Summer rainstorms are always fierce and extremely fast, and the sound of the smashing on the glass windows is powerful and dense, which makes Xi Heng flustered for a while.

She watched as Lan Xingyue knelt down to put on her shoes, then stood up and put her bag on her back. She raised her arms and was about to touch the doorknob.

"Bye bye Xiao Xi, good night."

Seeing that the door was about to be opened, Xi Heng was heartbroken:

"and many more!"

"It's raining too much outside, you, why don't you make do with my house for a night..."