Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

The dazzling sunlight shone brightly on the cement floor in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, making the ground hot.

Lin Xi stood in the shadow of the porch, with her hands behind her back, her back straight, her face slightly tilted up, her eyes calmly and seriously gazing at Song Guanwen in front of her, her lips slightly pursed.

"Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Her voice was not loud and her attitude was much softer than before, but Song Guanwen inexplicably heard a serious tone in her calm voice.

He moved his feet slightly to block the beam of sunlight that slanted onto the side of Lin Xi's face, then lowered his head to meet her gaze.

"The mistake was that I shouldn't have wasted money."

Seeing that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Lin Xi nodded, raised an eyebrow and took a small step towards him, then continued to ask.

"anything else?"

Song Guanwen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he leaned towards Lin Xi calmly. He thought for a moment before continuing to answer.

"My mistake is that I clearly made an agreement with you, but you wanted to go back on your word at the last minute."

"Yeah." Lin Xi didn't notice his little movement. She put her hands behind her back and moved towards him again, but her eyes were still fixed on his face. "Not bad, what else?"

Song Guanwen suddenly took a deep breath, not sure if it was because of Lin Xi's questioning or because the two of them were getting closer and closer.

After a long silence, when Lin Xi was getting a little impatient, Song Guanwen finally spoke. His voice was low, as if he was aggrieved and begging for mercy.

"My biggest mistake was not listening to you." He paused, then added as if swearing, "I will never do that again. I will always listen to you.

"Xixi, I was really wrong."

As he spoke, he leaned his face closer to Lin Xi without leaving any trace, frowned slightly, and lowered his eyelashes, like a child who had made a mistake and wanted to seek forgiveness from an adult.

Lin Xi's gaze met Song Guanwen's eyes. Although there was no special emotion in those eyes, they made people feel soft-hearted for some reason.

She couldn't help but be stunned, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and as if being pulled by some invisible force, she reached out to him as if possessed.

Song Guanwen's brows suddenly relaxed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand almost reflexively, wanting to hold Lin Xi's fingertips.

However, just when their fingertips were about to touch, Lin Xi suddenly turned her wrist, and her soft palm directly pressed against the outside of his wrist.

Song Guanwen couldn't help but be stunned, his fingers paused in the air, and he stood there frozen in a daze.

The palm against his wrist was soft, warm, and a little moist. Song Guanwen was stunned. Although he didn't understand Lin Xi's intention, he still obediently let her hold his wrist, and even cooperated by turning his palm over, spreading the broad palm completely upwards and showing it to her.

Lin Xi raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Song Guanwen's quiet and almost well-behaved expression. He lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a gentle arc. She lowered her head and looked at his hand that she was holding.

Song Guanwen has a large frame. Even though he doesn't have much extra flesh on his body, his wrist bones are much thicker than Lin Xi's.

Lin Xi's fingers were slender but not very long, so they could only barely wrap around his wrist. As long as he exerted a little force, he could easily break free from the fragile shackles.

But he didn't. He just let Lin Xi hold his wrist obediently, turned his palm over, and spread his palm with thin calluses in her sight without reservation.

Lin Xi's gaze slowly swept across Song Guanwen's palm with thin calluses, and finally stopped at the long and thin lines next to his thumb.

The line extended obliquely from between the thumb and index finger, almost passing through half of the palm. Near the base of the palm, it branched out into several thin branches, which were tangled like the roots of an old locust tree.

She suddenly remembered her childhood in the countryside, when her grandmother’s rough and warm hands wrapped around her little hands, and in the dim light of a kerosene lamp, she explained the lines on her palms one finger at a time.

"The straight line at the top is called the love line." Grandma tapped the line lightly with her fingernail. "We cherish this line because it's deep and long. We'll definitely find a good family in the future."

The old man's calloused thumb moved to the center of his palm. "The line in the middle is called the career line. Look, our Xixi has this line so straight and deep. He will definitely be a good student in the future."

Finally, the rough finger gently touched the area near the wrist. "This vertical line is called the life line. If a person has been in poor health since childhood, this line will be messy..."

Grandma's voice suddenly paused, as if she suddenly thought of something. She squinted her eyes and continued, "Let grandma take a closer look at our Xixi...how..."

The flame of the kerosene lamp suddenly jumped, casting a swaying shadow on grandma's wrinkled face. The old woman suddenly let go of her hand, wiped it on her apron, smiled and changed the subject.

"Forget it, forget it. These are just tricks used by the older generation to coax children. They can't be accurate. Our Xixi will definitely live to be a hundred years old and become a centenarian..."

Because it was a long time ago, Lin Xi could no longer remember the subsequent scene. She only remembered that when her grandmother turned around to add firewood to the stove, her back looked particularly hunched.

Her thoughts returned, and thinking about the lines on her wrist which were much shorter than those on others, Lin Xi couldn't help but tighten her grip on Song Guanwen's wrist, and then she returned her gaze to the lines on his palm.

The somewhat messy lines spread down half of his palm, but when it reached one-third of the way, it came to an abrupt stop as if suddenly cut off by something, so shallow that it was almost invisible.

Her eyelashes fluttered violently, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened, leaving a faint red mark on his wrist bone. Her fingers slowly moved upwards, her calloused fingertips gently stroking the most sensitive skin on the inside of his wrist.

"Xixi..."

Song Guanwen had done this many times, but this was the first time he was the one taking the initiative. Lin Xi's fingertips with thin calluses caressed the sensitive skin on his wrist, bringing a slight itch. Song Guanwen couldn't help but shudder, and even his voice trembled slightly.

But before he could savor this rare intimacy, he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

Song Guanwen looked down and saw that Lin Xi's thumb nail was deeply embedded in his palm, leaving a crescent-shaped red mark there.

"Xixi——"

Song Guanwen thought that Lin Xi was still angry, so he just called her name softly but did not withdraw his hand.

But Lin Xi raised her head at this moment, looking at him with burning eyes, and her voice was more serious than ever before.

"No, your biggest mistake is not putting yourself on my equal footing."