Lu Qingzhou lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the phone screen.
Upon seeing the message from Lin Yinuo, I quickly skimmed through it. Fortunately, the content was quite conventional and didn't contain a single ambiguous word.
He unconsciously let out a long sigh of relief, and the tension in his chest slowly eased, as if he had escaped a disaster.
Su Qingyao was standing right next to her, watching intently. No wonder she was nervous!
He deftly stuffed his phone into his pocket, bending slightly forward.
He gripped the handles of several suitcases with both hands and lifted them up.
He straightened up, turned to face the crowd, and said, "Let's go back and take a look at the house."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the parking lot.
Seeing this, everyone followed suit.
The two little girls, like two happy little deer, skipped and hopped behind them.
......
The guesthouse courtyard is located on the hill behind it.
In a pavilion situated high up, two figures stood quietly.
A gentle breeze caressed them, like a pair of tender hands, softly ruffling their hair.
Lin Yinuo watched as the two cars slowly drove out of the guesthouse parking lot.
The wheels rolled, kicking up dust that danced wildly in the golden sunlight.
The car drove further and further away, its outline gradually blurring, and finally slowly disappeared at the end of the road in the distance.
The middle-aged woman withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Lin Yinuo, who looked dejected beside her.
She stared intently in the direction the car had disappeared, her eyes vacant yet persistent, as if frozen in place.
The middle-aged woman sighed softly, her voice gentle yet tinged with tenderness: "Alright, stop looking, it's all gone now."
Lin Yinuo slowly came back to her senses, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
That smile, however, was full of bitterness and resentment, like holding an unripe green fruit in her mouth. She asked softly, "Auntie, do you think I still have a chance?"
As she spoke, her hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the pavilion's handrail, her fingertips turning white from the force, and the veins on the back of her fair hand bulging slightly.
The middle-aged woman remained silent for a moment, her eyes filled with tenderness.
She stepped forward and gently patted Lin Yinuo's shoulder: "To be honest, I quite like this handsome young man. He gave me a good first impression."
However, if possible, I still hope you find someone else. Don't get stuck on him.
As she spoke, a hint of worry flickered in her eyes. She felt sorry for her stubborn niece and sighed inwardly, 'Why is this child so persistent? She's exactly like me when I was young.'
Lin Yinuo stood quietly, without saying a word, her gaze still fixed on the direction where the car had disappeared, her thoughts drifting away.
After a long while, she slowly spoke, her voice tinged with confusion: "Aunt, it's strange, but he and I didn't have many experiences together, and we don't have any fond memories."
However, from the day we met, my life became inextricably linked with his.
My gut feeling tells me that my connection with him dates back to a time ago.
As she spoke, she gently raised her hand and rubbed the jade pendant in her hand.
Especially the character "舟" (boat) engraved on it; his eyes grew increasingly unfocused.
She would unconsciously confuse the boy who saved her back then with Lu Qingzhou.
I had a strong feeling that it was 'him'.
The middle-aged woman sighed helplessly and pulled Lin Yinuo to sit down on the stone bench in the pavilion: "I know you're stubborn, but you can't force feelings."
Look at you now, so heartbroken over him, while he already has Su Qingyao and Mu Shaohua by his side.
The existence of these two women is like two towering mountains, standing between you and Lu Qingzhou. It's an insurmountable chasm, utterly unsolvable.
You can't force it in; forcing it in will only leave you battered and bruised.
The middle-aged woman gently shook her head.
Looking at Lin Yinuo, he earnestly offered his advice.
Lin Yinuo lowered her head, looking very dejected: "Aunt, I know he has them, but I'm just not willing to give up. I want to try again, maybe he'll see how good I am."
As she spoke, she raised her head, a resolute look in her eyes, and clenched her fists tightly.
I kept telling myself that if I tried harder, maybe he would see my good qualities.
The middle-aged woman looked at Lin Yinuo's stubborn appearance, her eyes filled with helplessness: "Silly child, love isn't something that can be achieved with just one-sided effort."
You need to think about yourself; you can't keep going like this. He's already clearly rejected you; if you continue like this, you'll only end up hurting yourself.
Your aunt hopes you can let go of this soon and find your own happiness.
The middle-aged woman gently stroked Lin Yinuo's hair, just like she had comforted her when she was a child, her movements gentle and warm.
Lin Yinuo sniffed, stood up, her eyes flashing with determination, and only one thought in her mind.
We must fight for it, even if there's only a sliver of hope. "I won't give up."
Although her voice was not loud, it carried an undeniable firmness.
The middle-aged woman was somewhat helpless.
Finally, she stood up, put her hands on Lin Yinuo's shoulders, and looked seriously into her eyes: "Are you sure? You need to think this through, it could hurt you even more."
The two women beside him weren't easy to get along with. Especially the one named Su Qingyao.
But I wish you success too. Life is actually very short. Since you've made up your mind, go for it boldly and leave no regrets.
Lin Yinuo's eyes reddened slightly as she stepped forward and hugged the middle-aged woman: "Auntie, thank you for always supporting me."
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