One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

[For example you? 】

【like me. 】

"Ah."

There was a sound of scoffing and laughter, but there were no waves in the rustling jungle.

The light of the fire burning in the pottery basin lit up a twilight in the darkness, bending the straight back a little bit, and casting shadows on the stiff palms.

Why did you say that sentence?

Just expect Jiang Xinran to untie her knot?

Are you so untroubled?

For two days, over and over again, Wen Siqi kept asking herself what was wrong, laughing at her unrealistic desire, she tried to convince herself, but was unable to do so.

The longing in my heart is even stronger.

It was because of Jiang Xinran's self-confidence.

Because of the desire to touch the beautiful hope.

Similarly, she couldn't let herself let go of her backlog of heart problems. Freezing three feet doesn't happen in a day. If she could let go so easily, she wouldn't be as defeated as she is now when facing Jiang Xinran.

Unable to pick it up and unable to put it down, Wen Siqi felt that she was hanging on the edge of the cliff, unable to climb up or fall down, facing this despair but also facing hope.

torment.

She longed to get out, but didn't know where to start.

There is a road everywhere, and a dead end everywhere.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and a slight touch brought his thoughts back to reality.

"Sit outside at night and don't order mosquito coils. Do you want me to give you a blood transfusion tomorrow? There is no such condition here."

Someone sat down across the table, just like when eating, Jiang Xinran sat there.

With her hands away from her face, in the dim light, Wen Siqi smiled as usual, "The condition is second, I think Miss Jiang will pass out first."

"It's a pity that I can't fulfill my wish." Jiang Xinran smiled slightly, "I never had the chance to say thank you to Miss Wen."

"My phobia has improved."

"because of you."

It was clearly an ordinary chuckle, but at this moment it seemed to be proudly announcing his victory.

Wen Siqi was silent, for a while she smiled and said: "Congratulations."

"I accept your congratulations, thank you."

As soon as the words fell, there were only rustling sounds from the forest all around in an instant.

Jiang Xinran looked at Wen Siqi, and Wen Siqi looked at her hands.

The eyebrows furrow slightly.There was something wrong with Wen Siqi's situation, and Jiang Xinran felt familiar even with her demeanor, not on Wen Siqi, but from a long time ago.

By the way, it was in the mirror. When she saw menstrual blood for the first time in the toilet, she saw the same expression as Wen Siqi in the mirror.

But Wen Siqi was quieter than her, and her performance was not as bright as hers.

Transphobia shifted?

An absurd idea suddenly popped into her mind, and the moment Jiang Xinran thought it was funny, she wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Wen Siqi's familiar state made her unable to laugh.

Just as he thought in his mind, the phobia transferred to Wen Siqi.

Reach out and try to touch.

"Don't touch it!"

Excited, he shouted stern warnings, as if there was something extremely dangerous in that hand.

Wen Siqi was emotional, and her chest heaved violently, as if she had just experienced an extremely fierce quarrel, and everything was still not calm.

Half of the face shrouded in shadows seemed to be covered with a mask, while outside the shadows, the half face illuminated by the fire seemed to be smiling in relief.

The two disproportionate faces seem to represent different worlds.

Heaven on the left and hell on the right.

Looking across the hands on the table with different reactions, Jiang Xinran frowned and looked serious.

"Why can't you touch it?"

"...don't touch it...don't touch it..."

Zhang Qi's lips touched lightly, and the words he confided seemed to be exhaling, and the words fell away.

If it weren't for the quiet surroundings at this time, Jiang Xinran might only hear the last word.

dirty!

In an instant, I seemed to see the disgust I saw on the night when the accident happened half a month ago.

Gritting her teeth, Jiang Xinran grabbed Wen Siqi's right hand.

Roughness, stiffness, this is the first feeling that rushes to the moment of grasping.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xinran felt hesitation and disgust from it, but she no longer had the softness she felt when holding hands for the first time.

Pursing her lips, Jiang Xinran firmly grasped the weakness in her palms, trying to get rid of it.

The grip was very tight, and Wen Siqi couldn't pull it out, so she gave up trying hard, raised her head and looked at Jiang Xinran with a calm expression.

"You should go to sleep."

With a calm expression and calm tone, it seemed that Wen Siqi was familiar with him and returned.

Jiang Xinran was not the case, "I have some things on my mind that I can't express."

"Do you have to be so persistent?"

The light was dim, and it was hard to see what was going on at the moment, and the flat tone was even more elusive.

Jiang Xinran carefully looked at the smiling face in the shadows for a long time, then calmed down and said, "If you didn't have this persistence, you wouldn't have me in your plan at that time."

After a pause, she continued before Wen Siqi: "I've heard all your stories from Sui Yun."

"Just tell me that?"

"You guessed it, didn't you."

Wen Siqi is a person with strong insight. Even if her mental state is at the limit, she is still sensitive to other people's emotional changes, or it is already deeply instinctive.

Coming back from the northeast side, Jiang Xinran would see some sympathy in Ye Yajie's or Lin Jianfei's eyes from time to time, and with Wen Siqi's keenness, these eyes would never be ignored.

Jiang Xinran believed that Wen Siqi would be able to infer the reason from the eyes alone.

As expected, Wen Siqi laughed, obviously self-deprecating.

"So, sympathy?"

"It's impossible to say that I don't feel sorry for you, but what I want to say is not sympathy, and you don't need it. You will even tell me mockingly that I should sympathize with people who suffer more than you."

Wen Siqi said nothing.

Seeing her silence, Jiang Xinran smiled, because what she said hit Wen Siqi's mind.

Breathing lightly, she continued: "There is a way to come and not to be indecent. Since I have heard your story, then I should tell a story in return."

"No need." Wen Siqi resolutely refused, "My story is for my daughter, not for you."

"so……"

"Oh, since that's the case, then I'll tell Sui Yun too." Jiang Xinran paused suddenly and turned to the side.

Wen Siqi's heart tightened, and she suddenly turned around.

At a dark corner, a head was quietly tilted there, and when two people looked over, they didn't know how to hide for a while.

Jiang Xinran waved her hand, "Suiyun, come here, come to Aunt Xin."

Wen Suiyun looked at Wen Siqi, and ran to Jiang Xinran's side on his calves.

"Why did you wake up, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Before Jiang Xinran opened her mouth, Wen Siqi spoke first, and her soft voice easily soothed Wen Suiyun's heart.

He opened his mouth and said sullenly: "I woke up when I dreamed that my mother was sad."

Wen Siqi suppressed the smile she had just hung up, and pursed her lips for a while, not knowing how to speak.

Jiang Xinran rubbed Wen Suiyun's head, said with a smile, "Would Yunyun want to hear Aunt Xin tell a story?"

"tell a story?"

The little head melon immediately turned rapidly.

She heard it all just now. Aunt Xinxin said that because she heard her mother's story, she wanted to tell her mother a story.

Mom is telling her mother's story, so is Aunt Xinxin telling her own story?

Does it mean that Aunt Xinxin wants her mother to understand herself?

Sister Yanan also said that the more you know, the easier it is to get closer to each other.

Don't think that the child doesn't understand anything at a young age, Wen Suiyun is a child with a keen mind, and these few months have been following Ye Yajie's side to 'hear and hear', and some thoughts are even more active.

Immediately excitedly nodded his head and agreed, "I want to hear~!"

Jiang Xinran was quite satisfied, and felt relieved to rub Wen Suiyun's soft hair again.

"Go and sit with mom, and Aunt Xin will tell you a story."

Seeing the silent Wen Siqi, she coaxed Wen Suiyun over and asked her to restrain Wen Siqi so that she would not find an excuse to leave later.

"Good~"

Wen Siqi responded softly, ran to Wen Siqi's side and climbed up her legs in three steps and two steps.

With a glance, Wen Siqi saw Jiang Xinran's attention when she saw a smile, and she understood Jiang Xinran's attention. Somehow suppressed her desire to refuse, and carefully hugged her daughter on her lap.

Seeing this, Jiang Xinran was very satisfied.

Clearing his throat, he recalled with a smile on his face.

"When I was eight years old, I played hide-and-seek with my elder brother's children and sister Yajie at my grandfather's house. At that time, I hid in the closet in my uncle's room and waited for my sister who was pretending to be a ghost to come and find it."

But Ye Yajie who was waiting was not a child, but her own uncle and also the youngest uncle, a typical example of a loving mother and troubled children.

The appearance of the Jiang family all followed the man's gene, and everyone was ordinary, but the uncle was an exception. He followed the grandma of the scholar's son in appearance. meat star.

Because of this face, my uncle was doted on by his grandma since he was a child, and his grandfather could not beat or scold him. In this kind of education, my uncle became a playboy, and he used his face to flirt with women everywhere.

It's all yours and my wish, not breaking the law, not breaking the law, grandpa can only scold and worry about it, and later heard someone suggest to arrange a marriage for my uncle, hoping to tie his lower body with marriage.

When I was just married, my uncle did not go out to fool around anymore as grandpa hoped, and he learned to do business with others, and he also loved his aunt very much.

Just when everyone thought that his prodigal son had turned back and changed his mind from now on, he brought a strange alluring woman back home to seek excitement, and the two of them took off their clothes and had sex on the bed between him and his little aunt.

"I watched them put on the pose that I saw outside the yard, with two dogs overlapping each other, and listened to the woman screaming with suppressed passion, while talking about their disgusting love."

Jiang Xinran stopped recalling, her words seemed to be filled with ridicule and coldness.

There seemed to be gazes on her back, and Wen Siqi felt uncomfortable because of the glow on her back. Of course, she knew whom Jiang Xinran was referring to, and it was Jiang Xinran who she had revealed the secret to.

apology?Awkward?

No, not just!

Wen Siqi bit her lower lip tightly, her lowered head hid her expression in the shadows.

Jiang Xinran looked at her for a while, then Fang continued:

"I hid in the cabinet, closed my eyes and covered my ears, so as not to let myself see or hear about them again."

But there was too much movement, the woman's emotional call, the uncle's hypocritical affection, pervasive like the wind, making her actions turn into self-deception.

It wasn't until the door was broken open that the aunt's intrusion forced the suspension of this unsightly performance.

When she was young, she thought the matter was over, but the aggressive attitude of the woman and the disapproval of the uncle made the matter even more difficult.

In grief and anger, the little aunt took out the gun in the cabinet and pointed it at the couple.

The woman's arrogance dissipated immediately, Huarong turned pale and hid herself behind the uncle.

The uncle's attitude changed drastically, he called himself a beast, scolded that woman for seducing him, and even beat that woman, begging my aunt to forgive him.

The play was so exciting that my aunt was stunned, but my uncle took the opportunity and grabbed the gun.

During the struggle, the gun went off, and blood bloomed on the cabinet door like flowers, and a little blood passed through the crack of the door and splashed on her face.

Since then, she has developed a fear of blood.

Raising his hand to caress his face, he felt the warmth sprayed on his face in a trance, but the surging mood was like a stone breaking the calm water surface, and after a while of ripples, it was calm again.

She put down her hand with a relieved smile, stretched it out on the table, and opened her palm upwards, "This is the source of my fear of blood. Until last month, for 15 years, I have been living in a world where blood cannot be seen, even So I thought about removing my uterus."

"However, I still came out." Jiang Xinran looked at Wen Siqi, and the seriousness was already clear.

Wen Siqi lowered her head, and wrapped her hands in front of Wen Suiyun, her right hand tightly grasping her left wrist.

Jiang Xinran said to herself, "Of course, I know that I haven't completely eliminated its influence, but I believe it won't be long before it will completely disappear."

"Wen Siqi, in your own stories and in the stories of your characters, I have heard and seen your desire to come out, and have been fighting against despair for this. I believe you will be like me , because one gets out of trouble."

"but me……"

"And you're willing to accompany me out of this predicament, aren't you?"

In the field of vision, the smile is like the rising sun, but there is a ray of cloud in those eyes.

Jiang Xinran's lips parted slightly, and just as she was about to speak, Wen Siqi spoke again.

"Miss Jiang, may I ask you a question?"

With a twitch of her heartstrings, Jiang Xinran felt a little ominous.

After hesitating for a while, seeing Wen Siqi's gentle smile, she nodded: "Excuse me."

Wen Siqi smiled and said, "Did Miss Jiang's perception of feelings change at that time?"

After going around and talking, Jiang Xinran only uttered one word after all.

"……Yes."

It was like the sunshine before the storm, the brighter the smile, the more ominous in the heart.

Jiang Xinran pursed her lips, like a defendant waiting for trial, waiting for Wen Siqi to start trouble again.

Not long after, Wen Siqi spoke while the shadow was spreading from the other side of her temple.

"Miss Jiang, I heard from your story that you are paranoid about your relationship and don't tolerate it being tarnished in any way."

"What do you mean."