She couldn't help but think! She couldn't see the road in the night, and if she walked alone, she would definitely fall. Not wanting to add to her injuries, Lin Xuanjiao thought of a good idea, but it required Song Ying'an's cooperation.
Would Song Ying'an agree? Lin Xuanjiao felt a little uneasy. Although Song Ying'an was easy to talk to, she didn't know if he would agree to physical contact. After all, relationships between men and women in that era were quite strict, far from being as open as in later generations.
But thinking about the pain of falling, Lin Xuanjiao still spoke decisively: "Song Ying'an, can you hold my hand and walk with me? It's too dark, I can't see the road clearly, it's easy to fall."
Song Ying'an's body suddenly stopped. He was about to refuse when he remembered that Lin Xuanjiao almost fell several times just now. If he hadn't been paying attention to her, she would have fallen to the ground long ago.
Thinking this way, it was hard to say no. It was dark here and there were only the two of them. It should be okay to hold hands!
Song Ying'an frantically convinced herself in her heart before agreeing: "Okay, but you have to be careful."
As he spoke, Song Ying'an was about to extend his hand, but thinking of the cloth wrapped around his hand, he was afraid of dirtying Lin Xuanjiao's hand, so he quickly untied the cloth wrapped around his hand.
Under the moonlight, even though Lin Xuanjiao couldn't see most things clearly, she could notice this hand that looked like a work of art at a glance. No one knew how this guy maintained it. It took a lot of money and resources for her hands to be like this now.
It can be said that her hands are unrivaled among her peers, but now she is surpassed by a man here, which makes Lin Xuanjiao feel a little depressed.
She put her hand in the hand that she was a little envious of. Hmm, this hand didn't feel as perfect as it looked. It seemed to have some calluses and felt hard.
Song Ying'an felt the soft touch in her hand and felt that her whole body could not move. The hand was so soft and tender, even softer than any tofu she had ever bought.
This was the first time he touched a girl's hand. Are all girls' hands so soft?
No, that shouldn't be the case. Song Ying'an looked at the hand in his hand, which was so white that it seemed to be glowing. He felt that no one in the village could compare to this hand. After all, most villagers had to do farm work, so how could they develop such smooth and delicate hands? It was obvious that this hand was the product of a life of luxury.
However, Song Ying'an secretly glanced at Lin Xuanjiao. This person deserves to enjoy life. From the first time he saw her, he hoped that she could always be so happy and lively. The vitality in her was something that people like him did not have.
Lin Xuanjiao didn't know what Song Ying'an was thinking. Seeing that Song Ying'an had no intention of leaving, Lin Xuanjiao shook her hand, which was held by Song Ying'an, in some confusion.
Seeing Song Ying'an come back to his senses, Lin Xuanjiao smiled and said, "What are you doing? Hurry up and get down the mountain! Don't waste any more time."
Song Ying'an nodded quickly and walked forward with Lin Xuanjiao with somewhat stiff movements. If he was not very familiar with the mountain roads here, he would probably have capsized in the ditch and fallen several times.
It didn't matter if he got hurt, but if Lin Xuanjiao got hurt, Song Ying'an couldn't imagine what that would be like. After all, he was the one who volunteered to help. If he got someone hurt, he would be so sorry to Lin Xuanjiao.
Fortunately, he was so familiar with the mountain road that he could walk down with his eyes closed, so he was able to successfully send Lin Xuanjiao down the mountain.
After Lin Xuanjiao came down the mountain, she let go of Song Ying'an's hand. After all, they were alone, a man and a woman, and it was too dangerous to go down the mountain just now, so she had an excuse to keep holding hands. Now that they were already down the mountain, it would be a bit embarrassing to continue holding hands, besides, they had just become acquainted with each other.
Song Ying'an looked at his empty palms and felt his heart was empty as well.
Lin Xuanjiao waved at Song Yingan and said, "I'll be going back to the Youth Hostel first. You should go back soon too! It's already so late. See you tomorrow."
Song Yingan nodded and said, "See you tomorrow."
After saying that, Lin Xuanjiao no longer cared about Song Yingan and went back to the Youth League Home. She was not worried about Song Yingan at all. After all, Song Yingan was such a grown-up and had grown up in the village. If he was not safe, then no one would be safe.
Song Ying'an stood there until he saw Lin Xuanjiao walk into the Youth League Home, then he withdrew his gaze and rushed home.
Before Lin Xuanjiao got close to the Youth League Home, she heard a noisy sound, which made her curious about what happened, as everything was fine when she left.
When she entered the Youth League Home, Lin Xuanjiao was surprised to see that there were quite a few villagers standing outside, some of them even holding torches to illuminate the place clearly.
This made Lin Xuanjiao want to know even more what had happened and why there was such a big commotion.
Before Lin Xuanjiao could inquire about this, she heard a familiar voice. It was Qiao Ling's, and at this moment, the voice was filled with tears: "Auntie, I really am not dating your son. Can you please stop making a fuss here?"
Then another voice, which sounded very aggressive, said, "Bah! You and my son haven't even started dating yet, so the money my son spent on you was wasted? I want an explanation today. You've clearly accepted my son's favors, so why don't you admit to this relationship? You're completely promiscuous. I can report you."
Hearing the word "report", Qiao Ling turned pale with fear and cried out, "I said I'm not dating your son, let alone taking anything from him. How can you be so unreasonable here!"
The voice didn't care about Qiao Ling's collapse at all, but became even more imposing: "Woc you little bitch, I'm talking to you nicely and you're still yelling at me!"
Then came the sound of a group of people trying to stop a fight. Hearing this, Lin Xuanjiao roughly understood what was happening. It must be the mother of some family who came to cause trouble.
But she actually said that Qiao Ling deceived her son and tricked her son into spending money on Qiao Ling. Lin Xuanjiao was a little skeptical about this. After all, in her impression, Qiao Ling has always been an honest and decent girl who should not do such things.
If the target was Liu Yiyi, Lin Xuanjiao would still believe it a little, after all, this woman often coaxed those men into working in the fields for her and giving her small gifts.
However, Liu Yiyi was still smart. She never made it clear that she was in a relationship with this man. Those things were given to her by these men on their own initiative. She said no, but those men forced them on her. Liu Yiyi had no choice but to accept them.
Why is Lin Xuanjiao so clear about Liu Yiyi's way of hanging on to men!
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