Chapter 61 He is just a passer-by who is paying off his debts.
Song Jin even immediately understood what he meant by "uncomfortable"!
Yes, that’s right.
He was like that just now, it’s impossible for him to have no reaction at all. He doesn’t look like he’s really in trouble.
He held back because he was afraid of being too tired.
He's kind of sweet.
Song Jin felt that she couldn't be so heartless, so she said considerately: "Well, I still have to make cakes tomorrow, so I'll go to bed first. If you don't feel uncomfortable, you can leave by yourself in a while."
She stressed: "Don't go back too late, otherwise your family will worry."
The girl gave a tactful reminder.
Xie Qiao turned his head and looked at her secretly.
His family?
Xie Qiao thought that this little girl was so cute. Even if he didn't go back to the Xie Mansion, he only needed to send someone to pass a message back, and no one would worry about anything.
But he suddenly thought of the little girl beside him.
If they lived together, the girl would worry if he went out and came back late.
She will be very worried.
Thinking of this, Xie Qiao felt a burning sensation in his heart.
He turned his head to look at the girl who wrapped herself tightly. Due to fatigue and sleepiness, she had fallen asleep peacefully a few breaths ago.
The blush on her face had not yet faded, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, which was proof that she had just felt very comfortable.
Looking at the girl sleeping defenselessly beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Even though they haven't seen each other for a year, Ajin still trusts him so much.
As the night deepened, the candlelight outside gradually dimmed.
Only then did Xie Qiao move his eyes away from the girl's face and carefully scanned the girl's boudoir.
This room is about the same size as the one she had in Chunliu Lane, and there are traces of a young girl everywhere.
In the past, because she lived with her grandparents, her room was simply furnished with mostly practical items.
After arriving in Kyoto, Song Jin should have had some money, and the shop and the room were all decorated by the girl herself.
Although it is still a bit simple, there is pink everywhere.
Her bed curtains were light pink with small flowers embroidered on them, her bedding was light yellow with small flowers on it, and there was even a piece of brocade on her small dressing table.
There are traces of girls everywhere.
Sweet, yet so delicate.
only……
He looked around and found that this house was different from the one in Chunliu Lane. There was no trace of him here.
In the bedroom in Chongzhou, he didn't have many things, but they were all traces of the two of them.
Seeing this now, he was suddenly awakened.
Although he was lying beside the girl now, to Song Jin, he was just a passerby who came to repay his debt.
Just a passer-by.
When she finds a good boy in the future, he should move away from him immediately and not stand here like an annoying old vegetable, causing trouble for others.
Thinking of this, Xie Qiao closed his eyes.
He felt that he was crazy at that time.
People can't even understand themselves in the past.
When he first looked at Song Jin, he wanted to bring her back to Kyoto and find a good boy for her.
But now that others are trying hard to find her, he is unwilling to do so.
He is crazy.
He is really crazy.
He turned his head to look at the girl who was sleeping peacefully, and felt an unknown impulse in his heart.
The heat that I had just tried so hard to suppress came to the fore again.
It was even more violent than when he helped Song Jin just now, and it was so hard that it hurt.
He hadn't done it for a year, and he didn't expect that he would find it so unbearable when he saw Song Jin again.
But it doesn't work.
Xie Qiao forced himself to look away. He tried his best to suppress the strange feeling under him. His cold body seemed to be ignited by flames and burned hot.
I don't know how long it was before he pressed it.
He even doubted whether something might go wrong if he continued to endure it like this.
Once or twice is fine, but if it keeps happening...
no.
But fortunately, he and Ajin still have forty-five more times.
He never remembered teaching Ah Jin to break his promise, and Ah Jin didn't seem to reject him.
She just felt a little strange to herself tonight.
That's right.
After all, they haven't seen each other for a year, so it's normal for her to feel a little unfamiliar with me. I'll just have to wait until the next time.
The night gradually deepened.
The girl felt hot, so she turned around and stretched out her slender white arms. She even forgot that there was someone beside her.
Xie Qiao glanced outside and saw that the moon was already getting darker.
Although he was reluctant, he had to leave.
He got up carefully, placed a kiss on Song Jin's forehead, and whispered to comfort her: "Ajin, sleep well."
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Three days later, the weather became clear and spring was in full swing.
Song Jin got up early to prepare cakes for Lin's birthday banquet, hired a carriage, and arrived at Lin's house as early as possible.
After a year in Kyoto, Song Jin believed that he had met some wealthy and powerful people.
Of course, she also saw it outside.
Even though she had some experience, it was her first time seeing the mansion of a wealthy businessman like the Lin family.
Unlike the solemnity of the aristocratic families, the Lin Mansion is more casual.
Because there was a happy event today, the entire Lin Mansion was decorated with joy, and red ribbons were hung everywhere.
Song Jin held a food box in his left hand and a gift box in his right hand. He walked to the door and politely said to the person registering at the door, "Young man, I am Song Jin, the owner of Xixi Dim Sum Shop."
After hearing Song Jin introduce herself, the young man smiled and said, "So it's Madam Song. Sister Chun Xing has personally told me that if Madam Song comes, I will take her directly to the inner hall. Madam wants to see you."
Song Jin was not surprised.
When Sister Chun Xing ordered pastries from her, she was mentally prepared to meet Mrs. Lin.
She nodded: "Thank you for your help, little brother."
The young man said, "No, no, please come in, Madam Song."
After saying that, he raised his hand, and a servant next to him took the box from Song Jin's hand and then led her out.
Song Jin followed the servant all the way into the Lin Mansion, which became more and more spacious. The entire garden was in Su style and was very stylish.
Kyoto is located in the north, and this is the first time I have seen Song brocade furnishings of this style, so I couldn't help but take a second look.
Seeing this, the servant leading the way also walked slowly and attentively: "Madam Song, my master is from Suzhou and Hangzhou. He moved his business to Kyoto after meeting Madam a few years ago. Therefore, the style of the garden is different from other places in Kyoto. If Madam Song likes it, you can take a look around after meeting Madam."
Song Jin nodded: "Yeah, thank you."
The servant led Song Jin through the outer courtyard until they reached a door. The servant spoke to the maid inside, and the maid hurried over and led Song Jin forward: "Madam Song, please come in."
Song Jin followed the maid for a while, passed through many pavilions and finally stopped outside a warm room.
The maid turned around and said, "Madam Song, wait a moment. I will go and call Sister Chun Xing."
Song Jin and others were waiting there, and saw the maid go into the warm room first, and when she came out, it was Sister Chun Xing.
Chun Xing was very busy today. When she saw Song Jin coming, she smiled and hurried forward to greet him: "You are here. Madam is in the warm room. I will take you to see her."
Chun Xing is quick and agile. She has followed Madam Lin for many years and is Madam Lin's confidant. Apart from Madam Lin, she is the most important person in the mansion.
When Chun Xing came out, two maids followed her.
Chun Xing instructed the two maids, "Go and take down the cakes that Madam Song sent and put them on the plates. Be careful."
Seeing Chun Xing talking, they hurriedly took down the food box that Song Jin had brought: “Yes, Sister Chun Xing, don’t worry.”
After Chun Xing finished speaking, she took Song Jin and walked into the warm room.
As soon as I entered, I heard laughter inside, and it sounded like there were a lot of people there.
Chun Xing was afraid that Song Jin would be nervous, so she explained, "You don't have to be nervous. These are all good friends of our Madam. They are all family members. They get along well with each other. Maybe after today, they can take care of your pastry business."
Song Jin smiled gently: "Don't worry, Sister Chun Xing, I'm not nervous, but I didn't think too much about it. I just thought that it would be good if the young master liked the cakes I made today."
Chun Xing smiled and said, "You."
As she spoke, a voice came from inside the warm room: "Chun Xing, is it Madam Song who is here?"
"That's right!" Chun Xing said, and took Song Jin to push open the door of the warm room and go in.
Song Jin did not look around, but walked to the middle of the warm room and bowed politely: "Greetings, Madam Lin."
"Madam Song, why are you so distant? I love your pastries so much!" Mrs. Lin's voice was gentle and youthful. Song Jin suddenly felt warm when he heard it.
She originally thought that the wives of those wealthy businessmen should be very smart and capable, but she didn't expect them to be such people.
Madam Lin said, "Madam Song, please get up quickly and serve her some tea."
After Song Jin thanked her, she was taken by the maid to a chair nearby.
The chair was very large and comfortable. It was made of rosewood and was covered with a thick cushion. It was not hard or cold at all.
After the tea was served, Madam Lin said, "Madam Song, please try our cakes. I think our cooks can't compare to your cooking skills."
"Mrs. Lin is joking." Upon hearing this, Song Jin picked up a red pastry beside him and took a small bite.
It is filled with date paste, and it is a bit sweet and greasy.
It’s definitely not as delicious as what she cooked.
But the style is nice.
Song Jin put the cake down and drank a sip of tea to suppress the sweetness of the cake. She then looked up and said, "The cakes in the mansion are so exquisite that I can't even compare to them."
"This little girl is really good at talking." Madam Lin said, and she suddenly said, "Madam Song has been lowering her head. I haven't seen Madam Song's appearance clearly. Is Madam Song a little nervous or shy when seeing so many strangers?"
After Mrs. Lin finished speaking, the ladies below all chuckled.
"Don't tease this little girl. We are all old witches in the business world. The young girl is so young and fresh that she is naturally a little scared."
Someone else advised Song Jin: "Madam Song, don't be afraid. I tried your snacks at the last Spring Banquet. They are much better than those from vegetarian restaurants. I will have people go to your house to buy them in the future!"
"Really? I didn't get to taste it last time. I wonder if Madam Song made some more for me to try today. I've heard Madam Lin praise you several times!"
Having said this, Song Jin raised his head.
Although she looked a little shy, she still said generously: "If you ladies like my cakes, I will make more for you to try some other day!"
Then she smiled politely at Madam Lin who was sitting in the hall: "Thank you for the compliment, Madam Lin. I was just a little shy just now, but I'm fine now. Madam Lin, don't worry."
Song Jin finished speaking, but Mrs. Lin was suddenly stunned the moment she saw Song Jin's face.
Her beautiful eyes were a little straight, as if she couldn't believe it.
Mrs. Lin suddenly asked, "Where is Madam Song from?"
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