Chapter 22 My sister is injured, does my brother hate me?
Jin Shiyu opened his mouth.
younger sister?
He knew he couldn't speak or make a sound; Kim Shi-ok was very familiar with this feeling.
He was speechless when his mother passed away.
All emotions were instantly cleared away, leaving the person like a piece of wood, only able to keep recalling their last encounter.
Jin Suiqing called him not out of coquetry or to be unreasonable.
It was a reminder to watch out for what was behind him.
He wasn't afraid of death, but his little sister, who was clearly not very brave, ran back alone and broke into the dark and ruthless Drunken Immortal Pavilion, just to save him.
Save someone who isn't afraid of death.
Kim Shi-ok felt a dull pain in his chest, as if he had been punched.
The dull pain grew sharper, transforming into countless silver needles piercing Jin Shiyu's chest.
My mother once said that a heartless person should swallow a thousand silver needles.
So that's what it feels like.
Jin Shiyu paused for a moment, took two steps, hesitated, and then started running quickly.
The floor warped from the explosion, and Kim Shi-ok, who was only wearing socks, ran a few steps before his knees buckled and he knelt in front of her.
"Jin...Suiqing?" Jin Shiyu crawled forward two steps: "Sister?"
Jin Suiqing lay face down on the ground, her ivory-white silk undergarment behind her blackened and twisted, her scattered hair ends singed and curled, uneven in length as if chewed by a dog, obscuring her face.
"Little sister?" he called her cautiously.
Jin Suiqing did not react.
He panicked.
Kim Si-ok's mother died because of his sister's birth, so he must hate his sister.
In the end, the only person who held his hand was his sister, Jin Suiqing, who held him back and wouldn't let him go.
How could he possibly hate?
How should it be repaid?
No one taught him, and Kim Si-ok gave up on himself, with only a few words on his mind.
Don't die.
Sister, don't die.
Without his sister, who would still hold his hand?
Jin Shiyu tried his best to suppress his panic, forced himself to calm down, stood up, and reached out to pick up Jin Suiqing: "Be good, little sister, let's go find a doctor."
Jin Shiyu trembled slightly: "Don't die, it was your brother's fault, sister, don't die."
He regretted it; he shouldn't have...
Jin Suiqing, who was lying on the ground, suddenly looked up: "Huh?"
Kim Shi-ok opened his eyes, his curled eyelashes trembled, and he slumped to the ground, still holding the outstretched hand.
Jin Suiqing didn't notice him, frowned, picked at her ear, and shouted, "Brother, what did you just say?!"
Although she managed to open her mouth and cover her ears in time to prevent her eardrums from rupturing when the explosion occurred, the sound waves still caused hearing damage, and now everything sounds muffled to her.
Kim Shi-ok in front of her didn't open his mouth, or rather, he didn't say anything. His beautiful eyes stared blankly at her, like someone with a mental disability.
What's wrong? Were you scared by the explosion?
Jin Suiqing raised her voice again: "Brother! What did you just say?!"
Because she couldn't hear clearly, Jin Suiqing's voice, which was already quite loud before, became even louder now, sounding like a hard-of-hearing old lady shouting.
Kim Si-ok still did not react.
Are you really stupid?
Jin Suiqing quickly scrambled to her feet, but for some reason, she felt weak and collapsed onto her backside in front of Jin Shiyu. She gasped and waved her hand in front of Jin Suiqing's face, crying out, "Brother! Brother! What's wrong! Brother! Brother!"
Jin Suiqing called out as if calling for a soul, causing Jin Shiyu's pupils to shrink and his dazed eyes to regain their clarity.
Jin Shiyu grabbed Jin Suiqing's trembling hand: "Phew, it's alright...it's good that you're alright."
Kim Shi-ok's voice lost its coldness and became gentle, trembling slightly, full of undisguised relief.
Jin Suiqing couldn't hear him, she could only see his mouth moving. She leaned closer to Jin Shiyu and said, "What is brother saying again? I can't hear him!"
Jin Shiyu shut his mouth, and Jin Suiqing could only try to judge his emotions by his expression.
His momentary lapse in concentration vanished quickly, and he returned to his usual calm and composed demeanor, even appearing somewhat indifferent due to the rapid change.
Having seen it clearly, Jin Suiqing was somewhat disappointed.
She thought that by risking her life to save him, her favorability would increase rapidly, and she would have the chance to see Kim Shi-ok emotionally agitated, hugging her and crying loudly; or carrying her on her back without hesitation to search for a doctor.
At the very least, Kim Si-ok showing even a little bit of concern beyond what's usual would be acceptable.
It seemed like none of that was true; he was as calm as Ah Qiang, who had been killing fish at RT-Mart for ten years.
It seems I still don't have enough goodwill.
Jin Suiqing said pitifully, "You don't even care about me. My brother's heart is so cold."
She forgot she couldn't hear, so she spoke loudly, making her murmurs sound like real speech, which went straight into Kim Shi-ok's ears.
Jin Shiyu lowered her eyes and released Jin Suiqing's hand: "No... I didn't."
Jin Suiqing didn't see him speak, and instead braced herself with her hands on the ground, trying to stand up and brush the dust off her body.
Before she could stand up straight, her legs gave way and she fell to the side.
Jin Shiyu reacted quickly, pulling the person into his arms. Knowing that Jin Suiqing couldn't hear, he immediately reached out to check her legs.
She rolled up the leg of her gold-trimmed blue trousers, revealing that her right calf had been scalded by the flames, a palm-sized layer of skin had been burned off, leaving it red and swollen.
The injury is quite severe and may leave a scar.
Jin Suiqing only realized what was happening when she saw the wound. She grimaced and cried out in pain. Jin Shiyu got up and scooped Jin Suiqing up in her arms.
Jin Suiqing called out to him, "Hey, hey, brother, change your shoes first!"
Jin Shiyu frowned, somewhat anxiously asking, "What time is it and you're still thinking about shoes?"
Jin Suiqing said with a strong voice, "What did you say, brother? You're barefoot now. You'll run faster if you put on shoes. Hurry up, I don't want to have a scar."
Jin Shiyu remained silent, ignoring Jin Suiqing's request, and lifted his leg to leave. As a result, the person in his arms began to thrash about like a fish out of water.
Jin Suiqing cried out, "Brother, hurry up and change! Hurry up!"
If it weren't for those shoes, she could have run much faster when the explosion happened and wouldn't have been injured at all.
Shoes that don't fit properly are really bad luck; these are worn-out shoes, I need to get rid of them!
Jin Shiyu was worried about Jin Suiqing's injury, and couldn't persuade her otherwise. She put the person down, quickly changed her shoes, and then knelt down in front of Jin Suiqing: "Come on up."
Although he couldn't hear him speak, Jin Suiqing could understand and jumped onto Jin Shiyu's not-so-broad back.
Jin Suiqing was satisfied. This was much more comfortable than being carried in a princess carry. That posture only looked good on the eyes, and the person being carried had to find their center of gravity, which was exhausting. It was much more stable and comfortable to carry someone on your back: "Let's go."
Jin Shiyu carefully avoided the burns on Jin Suiqing's legs, scooped her up by the knees, tried to suppress her panic, and started running with steady steps.
*
The explosion awakened the entire capital city.
Ignoring the curfew, people threw on their clothes and walked out of the courtyard, standing in the streets and alleys, watching the tallest and most prosperous tavern in the capital burn fiercely.
The magpies from Wuhoupu flew through the air to evacuate the crowd and direct the firefighters to extinguish the blaze. The fire was enormous, and even the pouring of box after box of water into Zuixianlou could not conceal its decay and destruction.
Jin Shiyu, carrying Jin Suiqing on his back, squeezed through the crowded onlookers and entered a less crowded alley, heading towards the Jin residence.
Jin Suiqing turned her head to look at the towering building burning fiercely: "Wow, it looks pretty good when it's burning."
Jin Shiyu gasped, "You still have the mind to watch the fire?"
"What?" Jin Suiqing seemed to be able to hear some sounds. "Brother said something about the fire."
Kim Shi-ok: "It's nothing."
“Say it,” she said, not having heard what he said from inside the building, and continued to pester him, “Tell me everything my brother has ever said again.”
She wanted to hear what Jin Shiyu, with his cold expression, was saying about her upstairs.
She might not hear anything nice, but she still wanted to hear it.
Jin Shiyu paused, then bounced her on his back: "I didn't say anything."
Jin Suiqing raised an eyebrow: "Nonsense, I clearly saw your mouth move at that time."
Kim Shi-ok: "No, you're mistaken."
Jin Suiqing wrapped her arms around Jin Shiyu's neck and swayed them affectionately back and forth: "Tell me, brother, tell me, I'm so curious."
Jin Shiyu said, "I told you to leave, so why did you return to Zuixianlou?"
ah?
Is this what he asked inside the building?
Jin Suiqing wanted to slap herself a few times. Serves you right for being so talkative! You dug your own grave! She quickly pretended to be deaf and dumb: "Huh? What? What did you say, brother? I didn't hear you."
She thought Jin Shiyu would let her go, but to her surprise, he turned his head and raised his voice: "I told you to go home, why did you come back to Zuixianlou?"
Seeing that she couldn't fool him anymore, Jin Suiqing told the truth: "I saw a group of very fierce-looking people heading towards Zuixianlou. I was worried that my brother might be in danger, so I went back."
Jin Shiyu turned his head back and looked straight ahead: "Why didn't you ask someone for help?"
Jin Suiqing felt ashamed. It wasn't that she hadn't tried to find someone, but the people she contacted refused. If she didn't go to save them, the system would give up.
Jin Suiqing whispered, "I was in such a hurry that I forgot."
She thought Jin Shiyu was going to ask something else, but Jin Shiyu didn't. After a long silence, she finally said, "If you encounter danger in the future, run away and don't worry about me."
Jin Suiqing's eyes lit up.
Isn't this the key conversation to improve rapport?
Jin Suiqing hugged Jin Shiyu's neck, cheek to cheek, and said, "That won't do. I can't abandon my brother. I can't leave anything behind, I can't leave my brother behind."
Jin Shiyu turned her head away from her, but Jin Suiqing chased after her and clung to her, even rubbing against her shamelessly.
Amused, Jin Suiqing leaned back on his shoulder.
It's the face of the famous "Bodhisattva of Joy" in the capital, with delicate skin and tender flesh; why not take advantage of it?
Jin Suiqing was preparing for Jin Shiyu's next question and what answer would be more appropriate. She waited and waited, but Jin Shiyu did not speak.
Feeling bored, Jin Suiqing leaned against Jin Shiyu's back dejectedly and said, "Brother, I have a question for you. Can you answer me seriously?"
As they approached the Jin residence, Jin Shiyu quickened his pace: "Speak."
"Brother, do you hate me? Do you think it's a mistake for me to come back to the Jin family?"
In front of the Jin residence, Huihong, who was waiting outside, paced anxiously back and forth with a lantern. When she saw Jin Suiqing and Jin Shiyu in the distance, tears welled up in her eyes.
Huihong rushed towards the two of them, and seeing Jin Suiqing's disheveled face, she cried even harder: "Little Princess, it's...it's my fault, I was sleeping too soundly...I didn't hear anything..."
As she spoke, she reached out to take Jin Suiqing from Jin Shiyu. Jin Shiyu dodged her, saying, "My sister's leg is burned. Go quickly and call a doctor."
Jin Suiqing comforted her, "It's alright, I don't blame you."
Huihong sniffled, grabbed the lantern, and ran away.
Jin Shiyu carried Jin Suiqing on his back, passing through most of the mansion. Jin Suiqing noticed that they were going the wrong way and gently patted him, saying, "Brother, we changed rooms. That's not the way to my courtyard."
“I know,” Jin Shiyu said. “I have wound medicine in my room. It works very well and won’t leave scars.”
The gold fragments and the green hue remained unresolved.
Why does Kim Si-ok always carry scar-reducing medicine? Is he easily injured?
Before she could ask, Jin Shiyu kicked open the door, put her on the bed, and went to find medicine.
As he turned around, Jin Suiqing grabbed his sleeve: "Brother hasn't answered my question yet."
Jin Suiqing looked up at him and asked, "Does brother hate me?"
The cold moonlight burst through the door, illuminating the unlit room. It was extremely stingy, shining only on a corner in front of the bed, between the two people.
Jin Shiyu stood with his back to the door, backlit. Jin Suiqing couldn't see his face hidden in the shadows, nor could she discern his expression.
Gold shattered, green only knows.
Kim Shi-ok was also looking at her.
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