Mature Age + Spoiler

Yang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, got off the treadmill, turned around and was startled by Yan Xin who was standing beside her, suspecting that the beating heart was about to jump out of it.As if frightened, she patted her chest and said to Yan Xin, "You...why are you standing here and scaring me."

Yan Xin didn't know that she would have such a big reaction, and said, "I didn't know you were so timid."

"No matter how courageous I am, I won't be scared." Yang Yang thought it was a dream. The moment Yan Xin's face appeared in her eyes, she thought she was hallucinating. Unexpectedly, the hallucination was more real than she thought, and she would Was taken aback.

Yang Yang calmed down by drinking water, wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, glanced at Yan Xin's uneven body wrapped in yoga clothes, and said, "Do you often come here to exercise?"

"Often." Every week.

"Oh." Yang Yang twisted the bottle cap until it couldn't be tighter, his fingers hurt, and he was thinking about what to say next.

Yan Xin walked towards the lounge, Yang Yang also followed.

There was basically no one at this time, and there were only the two of them left in the lounge, and there was still a little distance between them, which became their safe distance.

"Don't you have to take care of your daughter tonight?" Yang Yang asked.

Yan Xin hummed, and said, "Today she is at her father's house, and tomorrow she will go to the summer camp organized by the school."

Before this, Yan Xin had never talked about family and children with anyone. This topic was her forbidden area. It was so complicated that she couldn't explain it clearly, and others couldn't understand it.

Maybe it's because I felt relaxed after practicing yoga, and even forgot to put up the guard wall, so I sighed with Yang Yang about these topics.

"How did you get married?" Yang Yang felt the urge to find out Yan Xin's heart.

Yan Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Most Chinese women will get married." Marriage is not a synonym for love.

Yang Yang raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Some women get married because they want to trap their husbands with love. Some women don't know what they want to do so they choose to follow the crowd. There are also some women who just want to find a grave for themselves so that they don't die without a burial. land. I don't know which one you belong to."

Yang Yang's question was as sharp as a needle, piercing the harmonious situation they worked so hard to maintain. Yan Xin stood up and said, "Our relationship is not good enough to talk about these topics."

Her hand was held by Yang Yang, who tightly bound her slender wrists like handcuffs. Yan Xin suspected that if she struggled hard, she would only break her own arm.

Yang Yang's eyes were bright, and he looked at her intently, as if he wanted to see through her soul: "What is our relationship, do you want me to say it?"

"No need." Yan Xin said in a low voice.

Yan Xin still didn't say anything, she kept her secrets secret and didn't let Yang Yang continue to explore.

Yang Yang answered a call, it was from the landline at home, and she knew who the caller was at the first thought.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Yang Yang covered his voice with his hands.

"You don't need to cook for me. I'll eat out at night. I said I have a social event... It's a colleague, yes, a female colleague. You don't have to be happy." Dating and having fun, she brutally popped her bubble of joy, telling her that the reality was that her daughter had no chance of getting married.

Yang Yang hung up the phone, Yan Xin said, "Do you still have things to do?"

"I lied to my mother. I didn't have a social event. I wanted to stay at home for a day today, but my mother came to see me, so I had to go out for a stroll. I happened to find a gym card in my bag. I came here to work out on a whim. I can find you here, do you think it is fate?" Yang Yang blinked a few times, teasing in the joke.

"Do you believe in fate?" Yang Yang asked curiously.

Fate... Yan Xin looked at her and said, "It's useless if I believe it."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because it always comes too late." Yan Xin was quite touched. A fate that is late becomes a bad fate. At the moment when she was most confused, she was late, but when she came, she was in ruins. ruins.

If so, you might as well not come.

Yan Xin's mood dropped obviously, Yang Yang noticed her change, put his hand on the back of her hand unconsciously, and said, "What makes you unhappy when you think about it?"

Yan Xin shook her head and said, "I thought I should go home." She should go back to her own world to recuperate.

Yang Yang didn't want to end the day so early, she insisted on going back with Yan Xin, she found that her initiative did not arouse Yan Xin's resistance, Yan Xin's attitude was chaotic and ambiguous, neither refused nor agreed, She can only go forward again and again, and use her thick skin to the limit.

Both Yan Xin and her had bathed in the bathroom, and they had the same scent, accompanied by the damp water vapor, so they couldn't tell each other apart.

Walking into Yan Xin's room, Yang Yang understood what it means to revisit the old place. After she walked into the room, she looked at the layout of the room, and remembered that every time she came, she was accompanied by sparks of passion, and her body unconsciously aroused the flames. My body was sweating after taking a shower.

Yan Xin was asking herself if it was right to do so, her indulgence was undoubtedly wrong, but she couldn't help doing it like this, as if another self was convincing her that it doesn't matter, nothing will change.