Chapter 93 He looks a lot like Rong Jin

The already delicate atmosphere in the house became even more delicate because of the sudden appearance of this tall woman. When she uttered that title, everyone froze slightly, no one spoke, and the air instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The woman was very beautiful and looked young, probably in her early twenties. She had delicate features, a high nose bridge, and wore bright red lipstick, making her very sexy. She also had long, straight black hair and was carrying an expensive handbag.

Her smile vanished the moment she stepped into the house in her high heels and saw Chen Jin.

Luo Zheng and her mother stopped staring at each other and began to stare at the beautiful woman. When they looked at Shen Jin, their heads seemed to get all tangled up in an instant.

Shen Jin himself didn't know what was going on. Under everyone's gaze, he was completely confused. He looked at the beautiful woman, blinked blankly, and had no recollection of her.

But his name was Shen Jin, and the woman was staring at him and calling him "Little Jin," so Shen Jin took it as her calling him and blinked as he asked her, "Are you calling me?"

Chen Jin's voice brought Luo Zheng and her mother back to their senses. Their expressions were complicated, especially Luo Zheng's mother, who looked at Chen Jin with a deep gaze, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Afraid that the two people's gazes would frighten Chen Jin, Luo Zheng reached out and patted his shoulder to comfort him. At the same time, she looked at the woman who entered the room and smiled helplessly: "Sister, what are you yelling about?"

The woman who walked in wearing high heels was his older sister, named Luo Ya. She was now in her twenties and a successful white-collar worker. Like her younger brother, she was still single, causing her mother a lot of worry.

Luo Ya snapped out of her daze at Luo Zheng's words, and an awkward smile returned to her blank face. However, she was still pale as she stared at Shen Jin, while her mind raced, trying to convince herself that he couldn't possibly be thinking that way...

After taking a deep breath, Luo Ya forced a smile and looked at Luo Zheng, asking, "Zheng, who...who is this?"

From Luo Zheng's simple question, she knew she was overthinking things; it couldn't possibly be the same person. But how could there be so many coincidences? This coincidence led her to see the shadow of someone who had disappeared for over a decade in a stranger the moment she entered the room…

She didn't know if it was a woman's sixth sense, or simply because she had been too busy with work lately, hadn't rested properly, and was in a bad mental state, which was why she had this illusion.

Luo Zheng gently pulled Shen Jin closer, smiled at him, and gestured for him not to be afraid. Then she smiled at Luo Ya and said, "This is my friend, named Shen Jin. He's not a local; he lives in City A. He's not very brave, so don't stare at him like that, or you'll scare him."

Luo Ya's heart sank, but after learning that this was a friend Luo Zheng had brought back from outside, she forced a smile, pursed her bright red lips, and stared at Chen Jin's face, somewhat dazed.

She couldn't help but say, "Your friend... is just like someone I used to know..."

"Huh? Who?" Luo Zheng was a little surprised. After all, it wasn't just Luo Ya who had said this; his mother had also asked the same question at the beginning, which made him quite concerned. "Who do you think it looks like?"

His question was a bit too direct. Loya smiled awkwardly. She couldn't very well say something like "he's like a deceased friend of mine" in front of a stranger; it would be too impolite, and the other person wouldn't be happy to hear it.

Unfortunately, Luo Zheng was still a bit weak in reading people's expressions. Perhaps it was because he liked to give people a hard time rather than read other people's expressions, so he didn't see her predicament and asked directly, "What's wrong? Didn't you say it looked like it?"

Loya: "..."

If it weren't for politeness and the need to maintain a certain image in front of outsiders, she would have loved to slap her stupid younger brother into the Pacific Ocean to avoid seeing him and getting annoyed.

Fortunately, her mother knew her predicament and immediately said with a smile, "Alright, don't stand there talking, everyone sit down. Aya, you just got back, come sit down and have a cup of tea. As for other things, we can talk about them later."

“That’s true.” Luo Ya smiled and walked straight into the house, staring intently at Shen Jin. She came up to him and, after a moment of silence, said, “Hello, I’m Luo Ya, A Zheng’s older sister.”

"Hmm..." Shen Jin finally realized that when this beautiful woman was staring at him, he couldn't help but stare at her for a moment longer. He felt that the more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed. Now that she had walked up to him and greeted him with a charming smile, he was stunned for a moment.

After a moment of surprise, Shen Jin quickly realized his mistake and nodded hastily. His dark eyes met hers, and he said earnestly, word by word, "Hello, I'm Shen Jin, a friend of A-Zheng..."

Seeing him like this, Luo Ya's heart softened, and she smiled even more gently. She reached out and ruffled his hair, feeling its soft texture. Then, seeing Shen Jin's somewhat embarrassed expression, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Your name is also Jin?" Luo Ya stared at his expression, suddenly lost in thought, then smiled. "Since you're A-Zheng's friend, you can just call me 'sister' like A-Zheng did. Can I... call you Little Jin?"

When she asked this question, her eyes flickered slightly, filled with complex emotions. However, Shen Jin couldn't understand them. He could only vaguely sense that she seemed to have some expectation, but also some sadness.

So he nodded obediently and looked at her intently, saying softly, "Okay, sure... You can just call me Xiao Jin, sis..."

Shen Jin seemed to have no experience calling someone "sister" before, and now that he was being called that, he felt a little embarrassed. His ears turned slightly red, and he secretly lifted his eyelids to take a look at Luo Ya.

You won't believe it until you see it, and then you'll be shocked.

He noticed that the beautiful woman's eyes were red, as if she was about to cry.

"W-what's wrong?" Shen Jin was instantly stunned, blinking his eyes. He thought he had made her cry because of him, and immediately became flustered, wanting to wipe her tears. "You...you don't need to cry. You can call me whatever you like! If you...if you don't like me calling you 'sister,' then I won't call you that..."

Standing to the side watching, Luo Zheng was also a little confused. She couldn't understand what had gotten into her sister after not seeing her for a while. How could she cry while talking to a stranger?

What the heck?

After her initial shock, Luo Zheng quickly asked, "Sister, are you...are you alright?"

"It's nothing, I just..." Luo Ya took a deep breath, her eyes were still red, but she held back her tears, and then ruffled Chen Jin's hair. "You can continue to call me sister, Xiao Jin."

Shen Jin nodded obediently: "Okay."

When Luo's mother saw that Luo Ya's eyes were red, she felt very bad. She could only sigh softly, reach out and pull her aside, and then smiled at Chen Jin, saying, "His sister may have encountered too many things recently, and her emotions are a little out of control. Don't take it to heart."

"Okay, it's alright." Shen Jin smiled and shook his head, not caring at all. On the contrary, he quite liked this older sister. She gave him a very warm feeling, but he couldn't remember why, which made him feel a little sad.

"Are you all hungry? Have some fruit first," Luo's mother said with a smile. "Dinner will be ready soon, and we can all eat together then. Xiao Jin can tell me what he likes to eat, and I'll have the kitchen make it for him."

"Is anything okay?" Shen Jin's eyes lit up instantly. He blinked a few times, and seeing Luo's mother nod, he smiled even more brightly and told her loudly, "I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!"

Luo Zheng: "..."

Luo's mother was momentarily stunned, somewhat bewildered: "What do you want to eat?"

"You just pull the sweet potatoes out of the ground, then put them in the fire to roast, and they're cooked in no time!" Shen Jin excitedly told them, eager to try. "A-Zheng is especially good at roasting sweet potatoes! His roasted sweet potatoes are super delicious! Fragrant and crispy!"

Luo Zheng: "..."

Luo Ya, who had been secretly grieving, forgot about her sadness at this moment. Like her mother, she looked at Luo Zheng with a curious gaze and asked in unison, "You can also roast sweet potatoes?"

Luo Zheng froze on the spot, her lips twitching slightly. Like a block of wood, she stiffly shook her head and resolutely denied it, saying, "No, no... I, I have absolutely no idea what he's talking about."

"You're talking nonsense!" Shen Jin retorted instantly, blinking her eyes and looking at him seriously, asking, "You clearly know how to roast them! When we were in the mountains, you dug up a lot of sweet potatoes from my family's land, and then roasted them over a fire on the mountain! Don't you remember?"

Luo Zheng: "..."

He was speechless after being asked by Shen Jin, and could only feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, Luo's mother and Luo Ya didn't quite understand what they were talking about, so they didn't take it to heart.

Luo Ya stood aside watching Shen Jin and Luo Zheng bicker back and forth, and couldn't help but smile, though her smile was somewhat bitter.

Seeing her daughter's expression, Luo's mother sighed helplessly, as if she understood what she was thinking. When Chen Jin and Luo Zheng were not around, she poked Luo Ya and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

“Mom,” Luo Ya snapped out of her reverie, letting out a soft sigh. Looking at Shen Jin’s retreating figure, a touch of melancholy crossed her face. She lowered her voice, making sure only the two of them could hear, “You think so too, don’t you? He looks a lot like…”

Luo's mother knew what she was talking about, but felt that more than ten years had passed, and everything had changed. She could only pat her shoulder and sigh, "So much time has passed, what are you still thinking about?"

“But the feeling he gives me…” Luo Ya closed her eyes, unwilling to accept the cruel reality, staring into her eyes, her voice hoarse, “is so much like Xiao Jin… Rong Jin…”