When I Found the Heroine As a Teenager

Xia Wanshuang tried his best to stay calm and called the system in his mind again.

The night was quiet, no matter how hard I tried to shout, I couldn't hear the slightest response.

Could it be... disappeared?

There was no sleep in the summer evening, and my mind was a little confused for a while.

If it really disappears, does it mean that she won't leave?

Thinking about it this way, Xia Wan Shuang felt relieved.

Although this seems a bit wrong, she is not a qualified employee, but there is no need to worry about it if she doesn't leave, she will plan her life well.

Xia Wan doubled down on the thoughts in her heart, planning to observe first to see if the system was really disconnected from her.

If she could not leave when she was twenty-four, then she could still accompany Zhou Qinglang for a long time. Thinking of Zhou Qinglang, thinking of what he heard through the door, and various past behaviors of Zhou Qinglang, Xia Wanshuang began to worry again.

Thinking of what happened between her and Zhou Qinglang, Xia Wanshuang's thoughts rolled into a ball again and spread out in his mind.

What to do? After thinking about it in the middle of the night in the summer, I couldn't get a satisfactory answer that I thought was perfect.

Until the day was light, the summer night was in a bad mood, closed the curtains, and fell asleep under the blanket.

Zhou Qinglang finished his morning run at 6:20 and went home to prepare for a bath. According to the past rules, the summer evening double should prepare breakfast in the kitchen at this time.

But Zhou Qinglang opened the door, but it was quiet.

The first thought that came to Zhou Qinglang's mind was that Xia Wanshuang went out without waiting for her, and her mood instantly fell down until she saw Xia Wanshuang's shoes by the door.

Zhou Qinglang knew all about Xia Wan's clothes and shoes, and quickly opened the shoe cabinet. After finding that there was no shortage of one pair, he looked at Xia Wan's closed door with some confusion.

Is sister late to bed?

Zhou Qinglang quickly changed his shoes, walked gently to the door of Xia Wan Double, pressed the door handle to gently push the door open.

The curtains in the room were so tightly closed that it was dim, and the pair was lying on the bed in the summer evening, breathing evenly.

The thin quilt on the bed only covered the stomachs of Xia Wan. She was wearing a nightdress, with a pair of slender and beautiful legs exposed in the air, which made Zhou Qinglang's eyes linger for a while.

Zhou Qinglang walked to Xia Wan's twin bed, looked at Xia Wan's closed eyes, and confirmed that she was not sick, but was just sleeping, so he kept that position, looking at Xia Wan's sleeping face.

When Shuang fell asleep in the summer evening, he felt quiet and regular, with beautiful eyebrows and soft, making people feel that the time was quiet when they looked at it.

Zhou Qinglang's gaze was full of admiration, and his deep black eyes concealed greed and thirst. He used his eyes to depict the skin texture of Xia Wan double inch by inch.

She hadn't looked at Xia Wanshuang's face so carefully for a few days. In these months of coldness, Xia Wanshuang would never keep looking at her for too long.

In the past few months, Xia Wanshuang has said rejections to her, which is estimated to be more than in the past few years combined.

Zhou Qinglang squatted down, propped his hand on the side of the bed, moving a little bit in the air, until his fingertips touched Xia Wanshuang's face.

She was afraid of awakening people, moving gently and slowly, with a slightly satisfied smile on her face.

If Xia Wanshuang opened her eyes at this time, she would be able to see the sincere heart of the girl who admired her.

But Xia Wanshuang was still groggy, letting the girl's fingertips draw from her cheek to her lips.

Zhou Qinglang's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the tenderness. She had tasted the taste here, and she would never forget it again.

A few months ago, she climbed into Xia Wanshuang’s bed and only dared to hug Xia Wanshuang from behind. Since the night of the New Year, she has never had a chance to meet again, and it is almost winter again.

Zhou Qinglang thought in a daze, time flies so fast, is this almost a year away.

She has almost no impression of the change of seasons, as if the whole year has been divided into three parts.

My sister is indifferent to her—sister is affectionate to her—sister is indifferent again.

What does my sister think?

Zhou Qinglang once thought that he understood a little, but later found out that he didn't seem to understand it either.

What did my sister think about the birthday, plus the earlier ones, whether she didn't understand or didn't want to understand.

Zhou Qinglang withdrew his hand and looked at Xia Wanshuang in distress.

Can you only wait as slowly as Zhao Tianhang said? Zhou Qinglang sighed, becoming increasingly dissatisfied with his age.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Shuang Shuang woke up in the evening. She touched the phone next to the bed. When she saw the date and time, her eyes widened, and she quickly got out of bed and opened the curtains.

A post-it note was posted on the TV in the room, which was very conspicuous, and Xia Wanshuang took it off.

The owner of the message didn't do what he thought, Zhou Qinglang said that he had already asked her for leave. Below this leave message, there is also the case that she wakes up and can use the microwave to heat up her lunch. It is obvious that she is back at noon.

Xia Wan double-clicked on the painful temples, and tried to call the system again.

The sound in my mind was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response from the slightest bit.

Xia Wanshuang confirmed that the system really disappeared from her life, one week after the system left.

The life that was originally somewhat illusory suddenly became real, which made Xia Wanshuang a little more relieved.

In the past few years, for Xia Wan Shuang, Zhou Qinglang and Jiang Wan are the only real ones, and now the dreamy and illusory tulle that separates her from this world has been completely lifted off, like the void in her heart. All the points are missing.

Xia Wan Shuang's attitude towards Zhou Qinglang remained unchanged.

She felt that Zhou Qinglang might not be able to distinguish between family affection and love. He ignorantly regarded attachment as a heartbeat, and turned the fear of being abandoned into a desire for her exclusiveness.

But Xia Wanshuang thought so in his heart, and didn't plan to have a frank conversation with Zhou Qinglang. Xia Wanshuang is a teacher, and I know a little bit about the children at this stage, especially my own children, Xia Wanshuang is even more clear.

You are also retorting. The more you refuse, the more unwilling she is and the more she wants to prove.

Zhou Qinglang looked cold and cool, and seemed very calm, but Xia Wanshuang knew that she was an impatient person.

As for the thoughts in her heart, Xia Wan suppressed it very well, even if she occasionally revealed a little bit, she would force herself to suppress it back.

Zhou Qinglang's feelings were not wrong, but Xia Wanshuang couldn't relieve herself, Zhou Qinglang was still a half-year-old child in her eyes.

Zhou Qinglang seems to have become more accustomed to her attitude, no longer doing some intimate and ambiguous actions, and no longer watching her all the time.

Under the deliberate maintenance of the two people, they seemed to live as a pair of ordinary sisters. This is the situation that Xia Wanshuang wants to see most, but occasionally meeting Zhou Qinglang's darker eyes, it will be a little frightening to not understand.

What Xia Wanshuang didn't know was that in the night when she fell asleep, someone repeatedly touched her skin exposed to her pajamas, leaving little red marks in places that others could not see.

It was the Spring Festival again, and the eighteenth birthday of the summer evening doubles was shortly after the Spring Festival. Lin Qiushui proposed to have a little more fun, open an arty in his house and invite all the students to play together.

Lin Qiushui only proposed it, but Zhou Qinglang rejected it.

"Just a few of us, plus Aunt Jiang, what do sisters think?"

Xia Wanshuang is the birthday star. Naturally, she decides how to celebrate this birthday.

"Just follow what Langlang said, Qiu Shui, if you want to have fun, let's have another party on your birthday."

Xia Wanshuang's personality is already quiet, but as he gets older, he doesn't like to be noisy.

Lin Qiushui just said that, and when Xia Wanshuang said so, he gave up.

Jiang Wan and Zhao Tianhang specially brought gifts from Haicheng, and Song Zhuxue came with them.

Xia Wanshuang hadn't seen Song Zhuxue for a long time, and didn't chat much on social software.

She hasn't used the pen for a long time, which is equivalent to the state of a closed pen.

She didn't have anything she wanted to write, she was unwilling to write hard, and she was not too short of money. When the contract expired, she did not choose to renew, but planned to leave.

In order to retain her, the website took out the contract to stay in the station, and Xia Wanshuang remained unmoved. After that, she and Song Zhuxue had no personal contact.

Song Zhuxue was very excited when she saw Xia Wanshuang, and said happy birthday to her, and handed her present in front of her.

"Thank you Sister Zhu Xue."

Xia Wanshuang was taken aback by Song Zhuxue's enthusiasm, and subconsciously looked in Jiang Wan's direction, but saw Jiang Wan's expression a little helpless, and nodded to her.

"No thanks, no thanks, you seem to have grown taller compared to last year, and it's getting better and better."

Song Zhuxue's face was full of smiles, her eyes brightly boasting about Xia Wan.

Xia Wanshuang was praised for being comfortable, and she also felt that she had grown taller, although it was not very obvious, but someone could see that it was taller, even a centimeter!

Xia Wan Shuang's house was quite spacious, and four people were able to sit down. Xia Wan Shuang poured water on Jiang Wan and Song Zhuxue, turned on the TV for them, and asked Zhou Qinglang to take out snacks and put them on the table in the living room.

Song Zhuxue wanted to say something, but couldn't find the topic, so she kept winking at Jiang Wan and pulling at the corner of her clothes.

"Shuangshuang, do you want to go out shopping together? I'll show you something. I haven't cooked for you for a long time. Today you are the birthday star. Don't go to the kitchen. Let me come."

Jiang Wan put on a light make-up, and she was much more mature and calmer than in Xia Wan's memory, but when she looked at her, the gentleness in her eyes did not change.

"good."

Xia Wan doubled that Jiang Wan must have something to tell her, and it must be because of her vest.

"I don't know when she discovered it."

Jiang Wan and Xia Wanshuang walked in the corridor and suddenly spoke.

"Two days ago, I heard me saying that your birthday is about to be near, and I found out what I found out."

"Yep?"

Xia Wan raised his eyebrows, and didn't have much thoughts about losing his horse.

"She was thinking about choosing what gift for you, and she was a little over-excited, so I asked it out."

Jiang Wan thought of Song Zhuxue's excitement the previous two days, and felt a little funny.

"She likes your books very much, and she also admires you personally. There are all the books you published in the bookcase. She is no longer an editor. She won't talk about it."

In Jiang Wan's words, Song Zhuxue is maintained everywhere, and it seems that the relationship is very close.

Xia Wanshuang remembered the scene he saw in the car when he went to Tongli to go to the hot springs last year.

The guess in my heart is ready to come out, but it seems that such a judgment is too arbitrary. Xia Wan sighed whether it was because of what I had encountered, so I was more sensitive to these emotions.

"good."

Xiawan thought about it for a while, and finally only said one word.

Jiang Wan was relieved when she saw Xia Wanshuang looked lifeless.

"I haven't seen you for almost a year, are you okay this year, do you have any other business?"

When there was no one else, Jiang Wan's speech to Xia Wanshuang was already an attitude towards her peers.

"It's still the previous ones, and the store runs pretty well."

After Xia Wanshuang bought a house here, she invested most of the remaining money. She didn’t know how to engage in real estate or the like, but she invested in restaurants and cafes. The monthly dividend is also very good.

"Do you have any plans in the future, for example, what major to study? In the second half of the year, I will be in the third year of high school."

"Still thinking."

Xia Wanshuang had been thinking that she would go before, so she didn't think about it, and then went through the chaotic 2012 without any thoughts. Now it's time to think about it.

"Didn't you think about it? I thought you would definitely choose the Chinese department or the choreographer."

Jiang Wan was a little surprised. After all, Xia Wanshuang always felt that she was a person with firm goals, and these majors seemed to be familiar or liked by Xia Wanshuang.

"These sound great."

In the summer evening, he bent his eyes and took Jiang Wan into the vegetable market, discussing what to eat tonight.

At this time, Xia Wanshuang's home was also opening a small conference room, discussing what surprises to give Xia Wanshuang, mainly Lin Qiushui and Song Zhuxue were talking, Zhou Qinglang and Zhao Tianhang were listening.

Lin Qiushui made a suggestion: "Should I go out and buy some of that kind of ribbons, so I can spray them?"

Song Zhuxue: "I think it's okay. I can still buy that kind of small salute, and then when she comes back, she slams it open and sprinkles her with flowers."

Lin Qiushui: "Otherwise, buy some more balloons? Put them in the double room, buy the kind of hydrogen balloon that can float, and then open the door one by one, wow!"

Song Zhuxue gave a thumbs up: "Listen to surprise!"

The discussion between the two people was very intense, and even thought of putting color films in the balloons and designing other small surprises.

When talking about rise, the two turned their heads and looked at the two people who hadn't made any suggestions nearby.

"Little vinegar jar, anyhow, you said, Zhao Tianhang, you too, turn your clever head, okay, why are you two schoolmasters so silent?"

Lin Qiushui was very dissatisfied with what happened to these two people.

"I think your opinions are quite good, do you need me to go out to buy balloons?"

Zhou Qinglang returned to his senses and touched the small box in his pocket, thinking of the picture Lin Qiushui and the others described, a little more smile on his face.

"I also think it's pretty good."

Zhao Tianhang nodded in agreement. He didn't know how to insert it if he didn't speak. He was really not very good at surprises for a friend's birthday. Lin Qiushui had more ideas.

"Zhao Tianhang will check to see where they are sold, and we will go together later."

Song Zhuxue pointed to herself: "Are we all going?"

Lin Qiushui shook his head: "Sister Song, just wait at home. If Jiang Mama and others come back, it will be strange to see that we are not at home. If we haven't returned before they come back, you say we will go... "

"What shall we do?"

Lin Qiushui turned his attention to Zhao Tianhang, waiting for him to say a good answer.

"Lin Qiushui's mobile phone screen was broken. We accompany him to repair it."

Zhao Tianhang made an excuse without blinking, and Lin Qiushui nodded with approval.

"I don't see how Hanghang will find a reason like this. I feel that your subject will be led by you in the future."

Song Zhuxue touched her chin and said jokingly.

Her eyes rolled around Zhou Qinglang and then returned. Although the childhood sweethearts and horses were the most suitable, Song Zhuxue felt that Zhao Tianhang and the two youthful plums had no sparks.

I have to say that Zhao Tianhang's green plums are of good quality, with a cold and arrogant girl like Zhou Qinglang, and the kind of gentle, calm, introverted and sharp-eyed teacher Shuangshuang.

Yes, here in Song Zhuxue, Xia Wan Shuang has been upgraded to Shuangshuang teacher.

"It's nice to be silly."

Zhao Tianhang stood up and beckoned to Lin Qiushui.

"gone."

"coming!"

Zhou Qinglang unhurriedly followed them behind, thinking about love but not being able to do so, which was quite interesting.