When I found the heroine as a boy

Xia Wan lay on the cold blanket, tossing and turning, full of melancholy.

How could it be like this, again and again...

Perverted, really too perverted!

Xia Wanshuang crazily spurned herself in her heart, it's shameful, it's too shameful.

That was a child raised by herself, how could she have that kind of thought.

What made Xia Wanshuang even more confused was that she didn't have any other strong feelings except the throbbing she felt at a certain moment.

But this throbbing was enough to make Xia Wan feel ashamed.

Xia Wan couldn't sleep, and on the first day of the new year, looking at her pale face in the mirror, she frowned tightly.

Zhou Qinglang didn't think too much when he saw his arms were empty after waking up, he just thought that Xia Wan would wake up earlier.

What happened last night was enough for her to laugh for a whole year. She was extremely happy and felt that this year should be a particularly good year.

Even if 2012 is the end of the world in everyone's joke prophecy, it will be a very sweet end of the world.

She just dared to sneak another kiss, but she didn't expect that the sleeping person would respond unconsciously.

Sweet and soft, the girl still can't forget to think about it after lying down, and secretly rejoices alone in the long night, as if she has received great benefits, even her breath is hot, and even the tip of her tongue is sweet.

Zhou Qinglang hugged the pillow and giggled for a while, then rolled around in the place where Xia Wan had slept together, dawdling for a while before getting up.

Xia Wanshuang was cooking noodles with the soup stewed last night in the kitchen. When she saw Zhou Qinglang, her expression was normal.

"smell good."

Zhou Qinglang dragged his tone, and hugged Xia Wanshuang from behind.

Xia Wanshuang's body stiffened unconsciously, stirring the noodles in the pot.

"I ate it yesterday. It will be ready soon. Go outside and wait for me."

Xia Wanshuang said softly, ordering gently.

"it is good."

Zhou Qinglang was obedient and waited at the dining table.

After breakfast, and talking on the phone with Jiang Wan, Lin Qiushui and the others in Haicheng, Xia Wanshuang was free.

No grandparents, no father and brother, her only close and inseparable connection in this world is Zhou Qinglang.

And the current Zhou Qinglang is only her.

"Aren't you going to send messages to friends to celebrate the New Year?"

"Didn't you just call Lin Qiushui and the others?"

Zhou Qinglang asked a little strangely, as if wondering why Xia Wanshuang said that.

"Except for their other friends, like the basketball team or other close classmates in the class?"

"The relationship between those people is not that good. They are just ordinary classmates, just like my sister and those friends. There is no need to deliberately talk about it."

Zhou Qinglang has always been a cool girl with some aloofness, and it would make people feel strange to greet those people on his own initiative.

"What's the matter, sister, why did you say this suddenly? Do you think it's not too lively?"

Zhou Qinglang stuck to Xia Wan's side, picked up the broken hair on Xia Wan's temples with his fingertips, and stroked it behind his ears.

"But the truth is my sister told me that good friends are not expensive. It is enough to have good friends like Lin Qiushui and Zhao Tianhang, and it is enough for me to have you."

Xia Wanshuang can't refute at all. She doesn't talk to people because of her age, and because she will leave sooner or later, so she is indifferent to people and things, but Zhou Qinglang is different.

"As long as my sister is by my side, I feel that this family is complete."

The more Zhou Qinglang revealed his feelings, the more uncomfortable Xia Wan felt.

Zhou Qinglang wholeheartedly regarded her as her older sister, yet she still had that feeling.

Xia Wan thinks twice, keep the distance, must keep the distance.

In the following time, Zhou Qinglang clearly felt the distance between Xia Wanshuang and her.

Especially when Qingluo came to visit, Xia Wanshuang was actually chatting with Qingluo about studying and the future, without giving her much attention.

After the person left, she had an aggrieved Xia Wanshuang but still had a questioning expression.

She stuck to Xia Wan's back, but was pushed away by her, saying that she felt that she should not be too clingy when she grows up.

Qing Luo must have said something, Zhou Qinglang held grudges in his heart.

But she didn't want to go to Qingluo to ask, if she asked, she would soon tell Qingluo whether she and Xia Wan were successfully provoked by her.

After taking another soft knife from Xia Wanshuang, Zhou Qinglang hurriedly asked his ally Zhao Tianhang.

[Zhou Qinglang]: It's over, it's over, my sister is starting to alienate me, is it because I'm revealing?

[Zhao Tianhang]:? ? ?

Zhou Qinglang was a little flustered, and he didn't notice that three consecutive question marks was not Zhao Tianhang's speech style.

[Zhou Qinglang]: Really, just now she asked me to cut all the fruits myself

[Zhao Tianhang]: That's it?

[Zhou Qinglang]: This is just one of the incidents. My sister is very afraid of the cold. Yesterday afternoon she went to the supermarket and bought an electric blanket by herself.

【Zhou Qinglang】: The bathroom is more advanced than mine

[Zhou Qinglang]: Don't let me hug and rub casually

[Zhou Qinglang]: Chatting with others and ignoring me

[Zhao Tianhang]: Isn't this normal, you are so old

Zhou Qinglang's typing hands paused, and his brows frowned slightly.

[Zhou Qinglang]: Lin Qiushui?

[Zhao Tianhang]: You know it's me?

[Zhao Tianhang]: Little vinegar jar, I didn't say, which sister is as clingy as you, you are not a baby anymore, do you still need both of you to focus on you all the time?

[Zhou Qinglang]: Where's Zhao Tianhang?

Zhou Qinglang knew that what Lin Qiushui said was correct, but she also knew that Lin Qiushui didn't understand at all. She was so anxious that she only wanted to find Zhao Tianhang.

[Zhao Tianhang]: I'm doing my homework, I'm playing games on his mobile phone

[Zhao Tianhang]: They are all good friends and they are biased. Tell Zhao Tianhang not to talk to me.

【Zhou Qinglang】: I told you that you still don’t understand

[Zhao Tianhang]: I don't understand why, you are looking down on you, Uncle Lin

Lin Qiushui looked at the screen and hummed softly, but the phone was suddenly taken away by Zhao Tianhang.

Zhao Tianhang directly dialed the phone and walked out of the room.

Zhou Qinglang over there answered the call, stood on the balcony blowing the cold wind, and looked at the empty living room.

"what have you done?"

Zhao Tianhang got straight to the point. He believed in Zhou Qinglang's own judgment. No one was closer to Xia Wanshuang than Zhou Qinglang. Since Zhou Qinglang felt that Xia Wanshuang had distanced himself, he must have distanced himself.

"On New Year's Eve, I kissed her while she was asleep. I don't know if she knew."

Zhou Qinglang licked his dry lips, his voice was a little rough.

"She's not mad at you?"

"No, it's business as usual, but I can feel it... that's what scares me the most."

Zhou Qinglang would rather know a definite answer and get Xia Wanshuang's anger, but no, all the torrents are buried under the calm.Xia Wanshuang's attitude is the same as usual, she just smiled and said that when she grows up, she should look like a grown up, and she can't cling to her sister anymore.

Zhou Qinglang was a little flustered, so flustered that he couldn't do anything or think.

"how should I do?"

Zhou Qinglang asked for help at a loss, hoping that Zhao Tianhang could give him an answer.

"I don't think the problem with this matter is yours. Even if you tell her everything, she will definitely blame herself."

"I know."

Zhou Qinglang knew that if he spoke out, he would probably fail, and the reason for the failure was not because she was too young or naive. Xia Wanshuang might even think that she just went the wrong way, and then blamed herself for not teaching her well.

"The biggest bond between you and her is this relationship, and the biggest obstacle is also this relationship. It is impossible for her to feel relieved in her heart. What you have to do is to break it completely. If it is what she wants, you will do what she wants. do it."

As an outsider, Zhao Tianhang naturally understood.

"But won't it get farther and farther away?"

Zhou Qinglang's breathing was a little short, and he asked a little anxiously.

"If all you want is a momentary intimacy..."

"No, I don't want it for a while."

"Then go prove it to her and tell her that what she thinks is not all true. You think you are dependent on each other, but in her eyes, you were raised by her. You can change the title of social news at will, I guess I can understand her state of mind, for example, a 30-year-old adoptive father raised a 16-year-old girl and fell in love with him."

Zhao Tianhang didn't need to finish speaking, Zhou Qinglang understood the meaning.

Isn't this kind of news headline just released to make the public condemn it? How many people think that it will be the love of independent individuals, and subconsciously believe that it must be mixed with complicated factors such as abduction and family affection.

"It's not such an exaggeration. My sister is about the same age as me. Although she has been raising me all the time, I actually think I am the white-eyed wolf."

Zhou Qinglang was dumbfounded by the example Zhao Tianhang gave, and she was different from her sister.

"You mean your news is that a 30-year-old mature woman raised a 16-year-old boy and was proposed?"

"Zhao Tianhang, have you been under a lot of study pressure recently?"

Zhou Qinglang felt that Zhao Tianhang's way of thinking was a bit wild, but the example he gave was indeed rough and easy to understand. It would be even wilder to change the boy into a girl.

If her thoughts were on the latter news, and Xia Wanshuang's thoughts were on the former, then the brain circuit in between was indeed separated by a hundred Lin Qiushui.

"Sometimes I feel that Shuangshuang is not like her peers at all."

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Qinglang asked subconsciously, and for a while, both sides were silent.

For Zhao Tianhang, sometimes he feels that Xia Wanshuang is like a person reincarnated with the memory of his previous life, and his temperament is incomparable to his peers, like the precipitation of years, which always makes people feel that the wind is blowing Face, neither fast nor slow.

The memory of childhood has been a little blurred, so that Zhao Tianhang can't remember whether it was still like this from the beginning, or when it changed.

"In short, go prove it to her. If you don't want her to treat you as a child under her wings, go and tell her the difference between you and the image in her mind. Tell her that you can distinguish between love and family affection, and avoid all kinds of troubles. error."

"I see, I know what to do, thank you."

"You're welcome, no matter what, you're still my sister."

"Tsk, forget it, the younger sister is the younger sister, what about you and Lin Qiushui, is there any drama?"

Zhou Qinglang stopped arguing with Zhao Tianhang about his brother and sister, and instead cared about Zhao Tianhang's affairs.

"No."

"Really don't try? He and that one didn't succeed. I know you like a planned life, but you are more controlling than me, because you don't want him to reject you, and you don't want to disrupt your mutual life and original relationship. status, so forcibly planning your life route in this way, won't you feel regretful?"

Zhao Tianhang hung up the phone and turned around in silence, but when he saw Lin Qiushui who was poking his head and trying to eavesdrop, he subconsciously bent his lips.

Lin Qiu didn't understand what he meant, and showed a smirk of being caught.