Xia Xi took off her sweater, skirt, and underwear, stood under the shower, and the hot water poured down on her skin. Her excited brain gradually calmed down, and her physical fatigue increased exponentially. She closed her eyes and washed randomly.
The phone was placed in a waterproof box on the wall. Xu Yanfeng was silent for a moment and said to her, "I'm hanging up."
Xia Xi opened her eyes and wiped the water off her face: "Please don't, I have something else to say."
Xu Yanfeng deliberately ignored the suggestive sound of water: "What?"
"Did you take the flowers I gave you and take good care of them?" Xia Xi asked.
At this moment, Xu Yanfeng was leaning against the head of the bed wrapped in his nightgown. All the furnishings in the room were in cool black, white and gray tones, except for the bouquet of flowers on the table, which was a striking presence that was hard to ignore.
If someone walked into his room at this time, the first thing they would notice would be the bouquet of flowers, nothing else.
Following Xia Xi's words, Xu Yanfeng looked at the roses on the table and said the opposite: "No, I left them at the club."
Xia Xi was so angry that even the sleepy bug ran away. She turned off the shower and yelled at the phone, "I bought it after searching several flower shops. How could you just leave it at the club?! My New Year's gift to you, and you just threw it away like that?! Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Xu Yanfeng remained silent.
Xia Xi said "Oh", and in the blink of an eye, her face became calm, accepting this reality: "You have no conscience, of course it won't hurt."
"It's getting late, go to bed." Xu Yanfeng said.
Xia Xi took off the bath towel and wiped her body, put on long-sleeved pajamas, and took out her cell phone from the waterproof box: "Did you forget something?"
"What?"
"I wish you a happy new year." Xia Xi always spoke directly and didn't like to beat around the bush. "Do you understand the importance of reciprocity?"
Xu Yanfeng understood. The words slipped to his lips, but he suddenly felt a little hesitant to say them. Even though they were such ordinary four words, he had to think for a few seconds and then cleared his throat: "Happy New Year."
Xia Xi held the cell phone, leaned against the tile wall, and laughed like a fool.
It's so rare that Xu Yanfeng would actually say "Happy New Year" to her. What's the difference between this and saying "I love you".
Xia Xi put the phone to her lips and whispered softly, "Xu Yanfeng, I love you too."
Her voice was like magic, able to penetrate the heart like an electric current. Xu Yanfeng was the one struck by her, unable to even breathe. His whole body froze, and all around him was silence, with only the sound of his heartbeat growing louder and louder.
He thought Xia Xi was a witch.
After waiting for a while, Xia Xi didn't hear his response, so she curled her lips and said, "Good night."
For the first time, she took the initiative to hang up Xu Yanfeng's call, and contentedly put the phone against her chest, feeling extremely happy.
Xia Xi didn't know that Xu Yanfeng, who was far away in Nancheng, put down his phone after a long time. His body sank into the soft mattress, but he couldn't fall asleep. He closed his eyes, and the words "I love you too" she said echoed in his ears over and over again.
Even when I fall asleep, it's all her in my dreams.
The scene in the dream was charming. It was a bathroom filled with steam and the water from the shower was dripping. This time, he not only heard the sound, but also saw her body clearly, a flawless white body.
He didn't know how he got close to her. It was like an instinct. He kissed, hugged, and entangled with her. Such intimacy was something he would never think about when he was awake, but he experienced it all in his dream.
The feeling was too real, it was hard to tell whether it was a dream or reality, he was so immersed in it that he couldn't extricate himself...
Xu Yanfeng suddenly opened his eyes. Only one layer of curtains was drawn, and daylight was filtering in, indicating that it was already the next morning.
He closed his eyes again and put his arms on his eyelids. The scenes in his dream replayed clearly in his mind. He was going crazy. He lifted the quilt and sat up, took a set of clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
When Xu Yanfeng went downstairs for breakfast, the tips of his hair were still wet, and he smelled of a refreshing shower gel. His mother, Zhong Yinghong, walked past him and said, "Why are you showering so early in the morning? Be careful not to catch a cold."
Xu Yanfeng responded vaguely, pulled out a chair and sat down, staring blankly.
Zhong Yinghong sat down across from him, folding her sleeves. Every move was graceful. Her slender fingers gripped the spoon as she took a sip of porridge. She was surprised to see her son's absent-minded look. She bent her head slightly, studied his face, and asked with a gentle smile, "Are you worried about something?"
Xu Yanfeng raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "No."
He just... had a headache.
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Xia Xi was dragged out of bed by her younger sister Xia Xuan, and the scene was very similar to what happened yesterday morning.
"If you weren't my sister, I would have beaten you." Xia Xi slowly got out of bed and washed up. "Who can stand being woken up like this every day?"
Xia Xuan clung to her like a little tail: "If you don't come downstairs, Mom will beat you. I saved you out of kindness, but you don't appreciate it."
"When has Mom ever been violent?" Xia Xi wiped her face with a towel and exchanged glances with Xia Xuan in the mirror. "Stop scaring me."
Xia Xuan said with a smile, "Today is different. Relatives will come to visit us for the New Year. If you hide in your room and sleep in, I'll give you a beating."
Xia Xi: "Thank you."
The two sisters went downstairs together. Breakfast was on the table, but the others had already started eating without waiting for them.
Xia Xi played the role of an honest person, sitting down to eat in silence. After the meal, she took the initiative to clear the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash. Xia Xuan came to help her, but she refused and took care of it herself.
After a short rest, these younger generations went to kowtow to their grandmother and wish her a happy new year, and their grandmother gave them red envelopes.
Soon, people came to pay New Year's greetings, and the living room became lively, filled with the sounds of adults talking and children playing. There were not many real relatives at home, most of the people who came were from the same family with the same surname.
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