Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Even when the day comes when they are both gray-haired, walk unsteadily, and need each other to support each other, Lin Xi will never forget that hot afternoon by the lake.

Song Guanwen, who was in a dishevel, held her hand and carefully and tenderly applied the delicate cream on her fingertips and palms.

The rich aroma of gardenia and jasmine flowed between the two of them. She looked at Song Guanwen, who had his head lowered so that no one could see his expression. She stood stiffly and said nothing, but in her heart she was panicking because Song Guanwen had discovered her gift.

Someone like my cousin, who is cold and aloof, and doesn't like to talk to anyone except reading, must hate giving gifts and asking for favors the most. But she kept it a secret from him, and even the malted milk she gave him was bought at a high price by him.

"Cousin, I..."

The slightly cool ointment was gently rubbed across the palm of her hand by Song Guanwen's fingertips with thin calluses, causing a fine itchy sensation. Lin Xi retracted her hand and wanted to explain, but the next moment, she felt a chill in her palm.

She was slightly startled and subconsciously looked at the drop of crystal liquid that fell into her palm. After reacting for a moment, she suddenly looked up at Song Guanwen in front of her.

Song Guangwen still had his head lowered. Lin Xi couldn't see his eyes, but she could clearly see that on his long, somewhat feminine eyelashes, there was a tear that was about to fall.

Song Guanwen cried?!

After realizing this, Lin Xi panicked. How could Song Guanwen cry? He was such a strong and brave man. He didn't even cry when he was seriously injured a few days ago. Now he was crying because of her anger?

Thinking of this, Lin Xi suddenly became at a loss. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to wipe Song Guanwen's tears, while apologizing incoherently.

"Ah! Cousin, don't cry. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I will never give your things to others again. Don't cry."

But Song Guanwen, who had been relatively calm, seemed to be touched by some switch after hearing her words. He bit his lips, frowned, and cried even harder. Even his usually straight back arched slightly, trembling with suppressed sobs.

Lin Xi herself was the type of person who would cry when encountering big things. She was always the one being comforted. She had never done such a thing to coax others, not to mention that this person was a boy who was as emotionless as a stone in her eyes.

Therefore, when he saw that his comfort not only had no effect, but made Song Guanwen cry even harder, he immediately became flustered.

"Cousin, don't cry, I was wrong. I will never hide anything from you again. Malted milk, I will buy you more later. And sugar. The ice I gave you last time, the rock sugar, are you finished? I will buy you more."

Lin Xi reached out and wiped Song Guanwen's tears. She saw that her hands were soaked, but Song Guanwen's tears showed no sign of stopping. In a panic, she suddenly saw the handkerchief that Song Guanwen had just used to wipe her hands. Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Cousin, don't cry. Look, I bought you a handkerchief. I bought it specially for you. I spent a long time picking it out. Look."

As Lin Xi spoke, she took out the handkerchief she had bought for Song Guanwen at the supply and marketing cooperative from her pocket.

"Look at it, your favorite color is white, clean, not fancy at all."

As if afraid that Song Guanwen would not believe it, Lin Xi shook out the handkerchief that was folded neatly in her hand and handed it to Song Guanwen for him to see. Seeing that Song Guanwen's attention seemed to be attracted by her, she spoke eagerly.

"Look, is it exactly the same as the one you had before? You, you touch it, it's soft and smooth." As she said that, she was about to pull Song Guanwen's hand.

Song Guanwen actually didn't expect that he would cry so hard. Thinking of all the things Lin Xi had done for him silently, he just felt upset.

But once the tear that had been held back for so long fell, and Lin Xi comforted her, the emotions that had been suppressed for so long could no longer be contained, and she took a long time to recover.

After struggling in the water for so long, and with his emotions now fluctuating so drastically, he felt powerless all over and allowed himself to be like a puppet, with Lin Xi holding his hand and touching the soft handkerchief.

"Xi, do you like it?" Lin Xi held Song Guanwen's hand, let him cover her palm holding the handkerchief, and looked at his expression cautiously.

There was a gleam of water in his eyes that had not yet faded, his long eyelashes were wet and stuck together in clumps, the red at the corners of his eyes spread all the way behind his ears, as if someone had rubbed them hard, and a few tiny scratches on his cheeks were slightly swollen, which looked particularly glaring on his pale skin.

Lin Xi looked at him and her eyes gradually turned red. She said in a hoarse voice, "Cousin, please don't cry. Seeing you cry makes me feel sad too."

After Lin Xi finished speaking, tears began to well up in her eyes. As her vision blurred, she suddenly felt her palm tighten.

Through the handkerchief, Song Guanwen intertwined his fingers with Lin Xi's again, with much greater force than before.

Lin Xi subconsciously lowered her head to look at the two people's intertwined fingers, but a shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes - Song Guanwen leaned forward, and when his breath was about to touch Lin Xi's, he stopped abruptly, as if waiting for something.

Lin Xi instinctively wanted to lean back, but when she raised her eyes, she met his red eyes. In those sparkling pupils, her reflection was shaking, and she froze in place for a moment.

After a while, she finally seemed to be bewitched, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she slowly closed her eyelids.

The two of them were so close that Song Guanwen could see a tiny red mole on the tip of Lin Xi's nose. The sweetheart he had been thinking about day and night was right in front of him. She closed her eyes defenselessly and acquiesced to all his subsequent actions.

Song Guanwen's gaze involuntarily fell on Lin Xi's lips, which were slightly pursed due to nervousness, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.

But after a while, he just lowered his head and placed a light kiss on the corner of Lin Xi's eye, taking away the tear that was trembling gently along her eyelashes.

"I've already cried for you. From now on, all you have to do is smile."