When I Found the Heroine As a Teenager

When Zhou Qinglang and the others came back, they hadn't come back in Xia Wan.

But just by chance, Lin Qiushui hid the bag in Xia Wanshuang's double bedroom, and Jiang Wan and Xia Wanshuang came in with a joke.

"Shuangshuang, I'm going to play games with Lao Zhao, can I go to your room to play, I'm afraid it will be too noisy to you."

Lin Qiushui spoke and pointed to Xia Wan's bedroom.

Xia Wan nodded twice: "Okay, you can go. If it's cold, you can turn on the air conditioner."

"Okay, old Zhao, let's go."

Lin Qiushui hooked Zhao Tianhang's shoulders and winked at Zhou Qinglang.

Zhou Qinglang followed in, and only Song Zhuxue was sitting in the living room.

"I can just come to the kitchen. If you don't cook today, let's watch TV."

Jiang Wan drove Xia Wanshuang out of the kitchen, closed the kitchen door, and started to work on her own.

Xia Wan sat on the sofa helplessly, and saw Song Zhuxue pouring herself a glass of water, and thanked him for it.

Song Zhuxue sat next to Xia Wanshuang, rubbing her hands, her eyes sparkling, she wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak, so she kept staring at Xia Wanshuang.

Summer evening, Shuang took a sip and put down his cup.

"Is there something to say?"

"That...you...are you two again?"

Song Zhuxue squatted a bit, her fingers kept twisting the corners of her clothes.

"Yes, don't you already know the answer?"

"It's really true. Although Sister Jiang and I are sure, I still can't believe that I actually saw you in person. I haven't found out when I saw you before!"

Song Zhuxue suppressed her excitement and almost jumped off the sofa.

"So you used Sister Jiang's ID because you were not old enough?"

"right."

"I know not long ago, because you didn't renew the contract, so I turned out the old information and saw the copy of the ID card you handed in, remembered the ID number on it, and then took the ginger. My sister looked at it and found that it was exactly the same."

Song Zhuxue said the reason she had discovered, the excitement on her face remained unchanged.

"I said how could there be such a similar person in the world. I asked Sister Jiang before, and she didn't admit it, but she obviously matched her age and place of birth. When I knew it, I thought Sister Jiang was deliberately hiding from me. , But after thinking about it, I think it’s not right. It’s not sister Jiang’s style, and I tried it out at the very beginning. It’s really impossible to be the same person."

"I was thinking, if it weren't for Sister Jiang, who would be someone who is familiar with the identity of Sister Jiang. I didn't expect it to be you at first, because you are too young, but I know that Sister Jiang is around There is no such person anymore, and I was asked about it later."

Song Zhuxue said that when she asked, her expression was a little strange and sweet.

"In fact, I didn't believe it at first, but after thinking about it, it fits the image of Teacher Eryou in my heart. She is such a gentle girl, but she has a firm strength in her writing. She must be a warm-hearted person for everything. A person who is very determined to his goal."

"I am a little embarrassed for what you praised."

Xia Wan Shuang was a little embarrassed to be praised face to face by people other than relatives and friends.

"These are the truth. Sometimes the work is very tiring, and I feel less tired after chatting with you. I still feel surprised now. It seems that a mature soul has nothing to do with the age of the body."

Song Zhuxue is also 30 years old this year, but before the summer evening, she always feels that she is still very naive.

That kind of childishness is not manifested on the surface, nor is it a character factor, but a way and attitude to behave in the world. In Song Zhuxue's heart, Xia Wanshuang is a perfect existence.

"But do you really stop writing books?"

Song Zhuxue asked regretfully on her face.

"I shouldn't write anymore. If I don't have a story I want to write, I don't have the idea of ​​writing, and my thoughts are messy now, and I still need time to sort out."

Xia Wanshuang shook her head. She didn't even have a plan for herself now, and she didn't have the mood to start sketching the lives of others.

"Does the teacher have troubles too? If the teacher wants to say, I will be a good listener. I will definitely not spread it, even if it is Sister Jiang, I will not say it."

Song Zhuxue looked at the beautiful girl in front of her and made a gesture of listening.

Xia Wanshuang hesitated for a while, stood up, and pointed to Song Zhuxue at the balcony.

Xia Wanshuang walked to the balcony, touched the leaves of the green plants he raised, and was silent for a while.

Song Zhuxue looked at the girl's thin back and quietly waited for her to speak.

"Zhu Xue, have you ever been in a relationship?"

The question of Xia Wanshuang made Song Zhuxue stunned for a moment, and then it became clear that he had a relationship problem.

"I talked about my first love in junior high school. At that time, I was ignorant and confused. I didn't dare to do anything. I held hands at most. I broke up after a month because I didn't think it was interesting. It's better to read a novel when you fall in love."

Song Zhuxue began to recall, thinking of her first love, she felt quite inexplicable.

"The second boyfriend was in high school. He chased me. I was in the second year of high school and he was in the third year of high school. At that time, we were in a closed school and the teacher was very strict. We took a walk together, but at that time I still liked him because he was very nice to me and worked hard when chasing me." Song Zhuxue's expression became a little embarrassed, "Later he took the college entrance examination and went to college. I was in the third year of high school. He said he would Waiting for me to take the exam for a school together, but broke up with me in the second month."

Xia Wanshuang can guess the ending of the story: "Because you have someone else you like?"

"Yes, but I'm not too sad. I don't think it is interesting to be in love. When I was in college, I was the most resident in our dormitory. I didn't want to go out to socialize and participate in activities. In love. After graduation, I worked and I was too busy. When others chased me, I was a little happy, but after I was happy, I felt boring again."

"Later I learned that it's just not like and not feeling it. If the feeling comes, it's not like that."

Song Zhuxue's brows and eyes were dyed with joy, making that apple face more lovely.

"If you feel it, you will feel that the other person looks good and perfect everywhere, every move exudes charm, you will feel dizzy when she looks at your eyes. She smiles at you, you feel that This world is so beautiful. When I feel wronged, I want to talk to her, tell her all my troubles and joys, I want to share my life with her, I want to join her."

"It's an uncontrollable feeling from the heart. Of course, it's not all sweet. If she ignores you, you will be lost. If she treats you badly, you will feel sad. Because I care, so every move of the other person can affect your emotions."

The feeling Song Zhuxue described made people feel so real, making Xia Wanshuang more silent.

"What if you like someone you shouldn't like?"

Xia Wan asked softly.

Song Zhuxue stayed for a while: "I shouldn't like it? Got someone else?"

Xia Wan shook his head: "No, I'm relatively young, I'm underage."

Song Zhuxue: "...You seem to be an adult today, age is not a problem."

Song Zhuxue: "Well, besides your age, it doesn't make sense that you shouldn't like it when you are younger than you. Is it much younger than you?"

Song Zhuxue has a big alarm bell in her heart.

Xia Wan Shuang: "Three years younger than me."

Song Zhuxue breathed a sigh of relief: "That's about the same, it's okay at this age of puppy love, what shouldn't it be, as long as you like each other, it's fine."

Xia Wanshuang is still entangled: "But I don't think she really likes me, she just depends on me."

Song Zhuxue; "It's already good to be able to rely on it, which means that the first step is completely successful, and it won't be difficult for you to completely like you."

Xia Wanshuang: "But if one day she meets someone who she likes better..."

Song Zhuxue; "Ah, I understand."

Song Zhuxue: "Teacher, you must like that person very much, so you're thinking about it for the future, and you can't accept that she leaves you again after being together, right?"

The words of the bystanders always pierce people so sharply, telling the people who are stuck in them do not want to face things.

Xia Wanshuang felt that Zhou Qinglang couldn't distinguish between love and family affection, like and possession. Wasn't he worried that one day Zhou Qinglang would be able to distinguish between her and would leave her.

In essence, Xia Wanshuang is a person who hates being abandoned, because in her previous life, she was always the one who was constantly being left behind.

The relatives left one after another, leaving her alone to face everything, gentle and unobtrusive about everything, not because she has no temper, but because she feels that all is okay, so she is casual.

Xia Wanshuang put too much sustenance on Zhou Qinglang. Although she has always joked with the system as a foster girl, it is not quite true.

In the process of getting along, she was actually not completely unaware that Zhou Qinglang cared too much about her, but in fact, Xia Wanshuang needed that kind of care, as if she was truly alive and remembered.

Xia Wanshuang has always been a strong person, and because of this, he doesn’t get too much attention, because others will think that you are strong enough and that you can do it yourself. You don’t need so much attention and support. .

But who would not need it.

Song Zhuxue spoke again in the startled gap of the summer evening.

"After all, the teacher just doesn't trust the person he likes. I think he will change. In fact, it's not wrong to say that. People will change, and no one knows what the future will look like."

Song Zhuxue thinks that maybe it’s not a good thing to be too mature. When she was eighteen at the age of Xia Wanshuang, she would like to be alone if she wanted to be together, but Xia Wanshuang would be worried. The other party is not mature enough, so you can't go long-term.

"Teacher, don't worry too much. If you like it, you like it. If you can't separate, then separate. It's not that you will be married for a lifetime. Teacher, I can remind you that you are below the legal age for marriage. There are still a few years left, so what are you worried about."

"In my heart, the teacher is not such a vacillating person, because the future may be variable, so do you completely give up such a future?"

Xia Wan doubled for a moment, she never thought that way, she knew that life must be full of variables, she could figure it out, but why it was put on Zhou Qinglang, she couldn't figure it out.

Just like Song Zhuxue said before, because I was afraid that Zhou Qinglang would leave, I would rather not change the status quo and accompany each other in the way of sisters.

Xia Wan was silent for a while before speaking, "It seems that I have some understanding, thank you."

Song Zhuxue chuckled: "You're welcome, you can actually talk to people more if you have a problem, so you might be able to figure it out a little bit. It's not okay to always think about it by yourself."

When she nodded twice in the evening, Song Zhuxue hurriedly asked again: "Is it really not going to write a book? I think it's a pity. I still want to see the teacher write something. Whatever is good, your book I watched the criminal investigation many times over and over again."

"Maybe I will write again. When I really decide to be with her, I may write our story."

Xia Wan's eyes became clearer, his lips were slightly bent, and his eyes were gentle.

"Okay, then I'll just wait, I'll go to Sister Jiang first, and see if I can beat her."

Song Zhuxue went to the kitchen quickly and closed the kitchen door.

Xia Wanshuang sat on the sofa for a while, and suddenly wanted to see Zhou Qinglang.

No reason, just want to see her suddenly.

"Lang Lang..."

Xia Wan doubled down on the doorknob to open a crack, Zhou Qinglang appeared in front of the door, her body blocking her sight into the door.

"What's the matter with sister?"

Zhou Qinglang looked down at Xia Wanshuang, gesturing with his hands behind his back, asking Lin Qiushui and Zhao Tianhang to put things away quickly.

"It's okay, just see what games you are playing."

"It's mainly because the two of them are playing games, and I'm watching them by the side."

At this time, Lin Qiushui's roar sounded in the room just in time.

"I'm Cao, **** him, **** him, don't let him run away!"

"So, then..."

Suddenly Xia Wanshuang didn't know what to say, his eyes rolled under Zhou Qinglang's nose, just not looking at Zhou Qinglang's eyes.

"Sister, if you are tired and want to rest, go to my room."

Zhou Qinglang took Xia Wanshuang's words and rescued Xia Wanshuang from the embarrassment of not knowing what to say.

"good."

Xia Wan double responded in a low voice, watching the door close again in front of him, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Lang Lang seemed to be very cold.

Zhou Qinglang didn't know what Xia Wanshuang was thinking, he closed the door and locked the door specially to avoid Xia Wanshuang's sudden opening of the door and the surprise was gone.

Lin Qiushui was sitting on the ground playing balloons, and Zhao Tianhang was putting colorful films into the balloons.

Zhou Qinglang continued to join, set the balloons one by one, and let them fly to the ceiling.

When they are almost ready to make arrangements, Jiang Wan's big table of dishes is almost ready.

Zhou Qinglang took out the birthday cake after they had eaten and drank a drink.

Insert the numbers ten and eight on it, Song Zhuxue turned off the lights, and everyone started singing a happy birthday song around the summer evening.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happybirthdayto both!"

Lin Qiushui sang the loudest, and the voices of others would be overshadowed by him.

Zhou Qinglang stared at Xia Wanshuang who was smiling under the jumping candlelight, his eyes focused.

Xia Wan raised her eyes and met Zhou Qinglang's gaze impartially. When Zhou Qinglang was stunned, she smiled at her.

"Shuangshuang, blow the candles and make a wish."

"good."

Xia Wanshuang blew out the candle lightly and made a wish in his heart.

Hope the system will never come back again.

Although I am sorry for this, Xia Wan hopes that the life that can be re-emerged this time can completely belong to her, and she can choose not to leave.

After eating the cake, Lin Qiushui suggested going out to play.

Everyone had no objections, and sang a lively song together.

Song Zhuxue wanted to listen to the double show singing in the summer evening, but was stopped by Lin Qiushui.

Lin Qiushui: "Sister Song, you know that people are not perfect. For example, Shuangshuang, she really can't sing."

Xia Wan nodded twice: "I'll just listen. You can listen to Langlang sing. It's very good, and Tianhang's singing is also very good."

Lin Qiushui pointed to himself: "What about me! Shuangshuang, you don't praise me!"

Xia Wan Shuang: "You sing in your own style."

Lin Qiushui hummed: "This is because you don't know how to appreciate it."

Lin Qiushui’s singing is not unpleasant, but it is magical, and the out of tune is not the usual out of tune. He sings and sings that can match the lyrics of one song with the melody of another song, and he thinks it is correct.

Zhao Tianhang and Zhou Qinglang clicked on a song that the capital will sing, and they have already begun to sing in a chorus.

Zhao Tianhang's voice is deep and magnetic, Zhou Qinglang's voice is lazy and hoarse, his looks and voice are good, and it is undoubtedly an audio-visual feast.

The current Xia Wan Shuang doesn't think the two of them are a good match, it can be seen that the two of them have no feeling for each other.

Xia Wanshuang remembered the day when he went rafting again. On that small balcony, what exactly were Zhao Tianhang and Zhou Qinglang talking about?

Did they have feelings for each other at that time, but then they disappeared?

Xia Wanshuang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. It was clear that she was very happy to see it happen before, but now...

Obviously no one knows what Xia Wanshuang was thinking, but Xia Wanshuang took a sip of the orange juice on the table to calm himself down.

After more than two hours of singing and everyone was a little tired, I came out ktv.

Jiang Wan had already booked the hotel and said goodnight to Xia Wan.

"Um... shall we no longer go to Shuangshuang's house and sit for a while?"

Lin Qiushui still remembers his layout, and he doesn't see Xia Wanshuang with his own eyes to see how he can do it!

"It's already late, are you planning to sleep at Shuangshuang's house?"

Zhao Tianhang squeezed Lin Qiushui's palm and motioned him to give up.

Lin Qiushui glanced at Zhao Tianhang unwillingly. Zhao Tianhang whispered beside him for a while, and he became happy again.

"That said, then I won't go, Little Vinegar... Lang Lang will leave it to you."

Lin Qiushui winked at Zhou Qinglang, and Zhou Qinglang nodded.

Xia Wanshuang and Jiang Wan didn't know what dumb riddles the three of them were playing. Song Zhuxue was an insider and smiled without saying a word.

When I arrived home in the summer evening, I was already a little sleepy.

"Langlang, I'll take a bath first."

"good."

Xia Wan double yawned and walked towards his room, and when he pushed the door open, he was taken aback.

I don't know when a starry sky lamp was placed in the room, projecting the ceiling like a deep night sky, with small light bulbs hanging on it, and balloons were piled up in the air and on the ground.

There is also an oversized rabbit doll on the bed to make the room more cute.

It's beautiful and romantic, and it's so pretty.

"Double! Happy eighteen years old!"

Lin Qiushui's voice came from behind, Xiawan looked back in a daze, only to see Zhou Qinglang holding a mobile phone. The faces of Lin Qiushui and Zhao Tianhang were projected on the screen, with Jiang Wan and Song Zhuxue standing behind.

"Does it look good! This is what we arranged together!"

Lin Qiushui asked for credit, and saw the smiles on Xia Wanshuang's faces gradually crying.

"I also had an idea!"

Song Zhuxue raised her hand, saying that she must never be forgotten.

At that moment, Xia Wanshuang's moving thoughts surpassed his joy.

Family friendship was embodied at this moment. Seeing the smiles of the people squeezing next to the screen, Xia Wanshuang suddenly felt very calm.

Looking up, she saw Zhou Qinglang, who was watching her under the light, and her dark eyes were filled with small smiles, full of brilliance.

At this moment, it seems that I even have love.

Xia Wan Shuang slightly thanked the people on the phone with some shyness. After Lin Qiushui and Song Zhuxue had chanted for a few minutes, Jiang Wan said the closing words.

When the voice on the phone disappeared, the room was quiet again.

"Sister, let's take a shower first. After the shower, I will give you a birthday present."

"good."

Xia Wan Shuanglue responded with some expectation. She hadn't opened the gifts from her friends, and she didn't know what Zhou Qinglang would give her.

When I returned to my room after I washed my room in the summer evening, I found that the balloons on the ground had been cleaned by Zhou Qinglang. The starry sky lights were still on, and the delicate little balloons were floating on it, like little dumplings, which were quite cute.

Zhou Qinglang sat in a chair and waited for her. Seeing her coming, Zhou Qinglang took out the small box in his hand.

"Sister guess what I have prepared?"

"Hmm... watch?"

Such a small box, Xia Wan double-blind guess, saw Zhou Qinglang shook his head.

"Necklace? Bracelet?"

Zhou Qinglang still shook his head: "It's very close."

She knelt on one knee and raised Xia Wanshuang's feet so that Xia Wanshuang stepped on her knees.

"Eh……"

Xia Wanshuang was a little at a loss, staring blankly at Zhou Qinglang as he opened the box and took out a red string from it.

It was an anklet, woven with red rope, and hung a small wooden bead and a small bell. The bell only made a slight crackling sound, which would not make people feel noisy.

"I carved this by myself, and it is also made of sandalwood, with the last word of my sister's name engraved on it."

Zhou Qinglang's voice was low and shook the bead in front of Xia Wanshuang.

She lowered her head, Xia Wanshuang could see the rope hanging around her neck.

She understood Zhou Qinglang's meaning, such a similar gift, even the meaning is similar, even the true heart is similar.

"Did you go some time ago?"

For a while, Zhou Qinglang never stayed at home. Xia Wanshuang didn't know where she was going, and she didn't ask her. Xia Wanshuang wanted to chill her at that time, so she didn't follow up. It turned out to be learning this.

"Yep."

Zhou Qinglang responded briefly and tied the anklet to Xia Wan's ankle.

What she didn't talk to Xia Wanshuang was the bell on this anklet, which hid her selfishness.

Her name was engraved on the bell.

When choosing gifts, Zhou Qinglang hardly hesitated, so he chose anklet.

It has a secret but blatant connotation of restraint. It hides Zhou Qinglang's love and possessiveness, and is tied to Xia Wan's ankles together.

After Zhou Qinglang tied it up, he held Xia Wan's ankles.

"My sister is so thin, I can hold it with one hand even here."

Zhou Qinglang muttered, looking up at the person he loves.

"I have gained a lot of weight recently."

Xia Wan moved his toes and didn't break free, leaving Zhou Qinglang to hold it.

"You still have to raise more, and I will help my sister to put on socks later, otherwise it will be cold at night and I won't sleep warmly."

Zhou Qinglang put his hands on the soles of Xia Wanshuang's feet, her delicate and slender jade feet were caged in her hands, making her voice more pity.

"Then you sleep with me."

As Xia Wanshuang said, Zhou Qinglang's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Really?"

The joy on her face was so conspicuous that she didn't even pretend to pretend.

Zhou Qinglang was surprised and delighted, as if he was stunned by this sentence.

Then she saw that Xia Wan's faces showed her familiar gentleness and indulgence again, and it seemed to be something more than usual, and nodded to her.

"Get up, it's cold on the ground."

Xia Wan's feet struggled in her arms, and at the moment Zhou Qinglang let go, she slashed Zhou Qinglang's chest and retracted into the bed.

"You go take a shower, I'll wait for you in bed."

Xia Wan double patted his other side of the bed, indicating that he would wait.

"I'll go now!"

Zhou Qinglang immediately got up from the ground, ran back to his room to get his pajamas, and then rushed to the bathroom.

Xia Wan touched the bell on his feet and smiled.

If you are afraid of changes in the future, do you have to abandon this future?

of course not.

Xia Wan Shuang will not do this.

She believes in Zhou Qinglang, but she has to wait for Zhou Qinglang to grow up.

Before that, she was patient enough.

Xia Wanshuang is not a skilled hunter, but she is a qualified shepherd.

He cultivated Zhou Qinglang with great patience, watching the girl contented and worried, and occasionally smiled evilly.

Time came and went, and in the twinkling of an eye, they reached the third year of high school.

The countdown to the college entrance examination is ten days.

The atmosphere in the class has been tense to the extreme, and I have been studying desperately every month, wanting to seize the last time to hand in a satisfactory answer in ten days.

Zhou Qinglang and Xia Wanshuang were the exceptions to the entire class, and even Lin Qiushui was anxious to get upset, and the two of them were not too slow.

Zhou Qinglang has a guarantee of strength, as long as he performs normally, he has no problem at all. In the summer evening doubles, he has experienced too many large and small exams. He is not afraid of this at all, and his mentality is also very stable.

Xia Wanshuang packed a cake for Qingluo after school and put it on her desk.

Qing Luo turned out to be the one with the worst grades, but she was very hardworking herself. With the help of Xia Wan Shuang, she was already in the middle and upper reaches of her grade in the third year of high school.

As long as you play well in the exam, the second book is no problem. If you play for a long time, one book can be rushed.

Qingluo stopped living in the house provided by Xia Wan Shuang in her third year of high school. Instead, she chose to live on campus and stopped working. She spent almost the entire day in her studies. She borrowed a sum from Xia Wan Shuang. Money to support her own life means that she must be returned to her after the college entrance examination.

Xia Wanshuang felt sorry for her experience, and only let her study hard and don't worry about money.

When Xia Wan Shuang came back from dinner, she habitually glanced at Qingluo's seat, but found that Qingluo was abnormal and was not in her seat.

She sat in her seat, feeling a little restless.