Chapter 496 Song Jingyi's IF Route (Sixteen)
Song Jingyi returned to Suzhou with his sister. During this trip to the capital, he met many people.
A person who never believed in gods or Buddhas was now becoming somewhat superstitious.
Everything is too coincidental. Even if we could do it all over again, with completely different life trajectories, we would still overlap at some point.
There are also some who haven't shown up yet, and I'm afraid there will be quite a few more in the future.
"Brother, what are you thinking about? Dinner's ready." Song Tingyu found Song Jingyi by the pond.
Song Jingyi snapped out of his reverie. "It's a business matter. What should we eat?"
"Dumplings, Grandma made the filling, they smell so good." Song Tingyu linked arms with Song Jingyi. "Brother, let me tell you, I added Yunqi on WeChat last time, we chatted, and he said he's coming to Suzhou to visit soon. Can I go see him?"
Song Jingyi looked down at his younger sister.
“Of course,” he chuckled, “It’s your freedom to befriend whomever you want, Little Fish. I have no right to interfere. I only have one request: take good care of yourself. You don’t need to tell me these things.”
“I still have to say it,” Song Tingyu smiled and began naturally, “I’m sharing my life with you, brother. You are the closest person to me besides my grandmother, and I want to share it with you.”
Share it...
Song Jingyi was momentarily stunned.
He doesn't have the habit of sharing with others.
But... it's alright, deep down I was happy when my sister told him those things.
“Oh…” Song Jingyi paused for a moment, “Acheng was beaten to tears by Nick in Italy yesterday.”
"Are you also sharing interesting things from your life with me?" Song Tingyu asked.
"Yes, my brother didn't do well before, and I will share more with you later."
Song Tingyu smiled brightly.
That's right, that's how a family should be.
She always felt that her brother was sometimes too cautious with her.
This will make my brother very tired.
Grandma said that the two of them are the closest people in the world, and they should communicate and interact more so that they can have a better future together.
Since returning from Beijing, Song Tingyu's WeChat Moments have become much more lively.
She and Qin Nianke trusted each other and started chatting more frequently.
Shen Yunqi would also chat with her for a while on weekends.
But the one who talks the most is still Jingxu, who is with Aunt Wen.
He not only shared interesting things about his life with Song Tingyu, but also cared about her studies and life.
When they find out she has math problems she can't solve, they will video chat with her to help her with her homework.
Song Jingyi bumped into him twice.
I'm pretty annoyed.
But there was nothing I could do; my sister was quite happy.
Those who like her will eventually like her.
For example, Shen Yunqi.
The notorious playboy second young master of the Shen family in Beijing actually came to see her on the weekend and even brought gifts to visit her grandmother.
My grandmother was a bit old-fashioned; she didn't have much affection for the young people who came to our house.
In the eyes of the old man, there was no difference between purple-haired and yellow-haired people.
They were all uneducated young men from the streets.
But after meeting him twice, Qiu Wanyin discovered that the boy was not a bad person at heart; he was kind and sensible.
And he genuinely cares about his granddaughter.
“I think he treats Tingyu like a younger sister,” Qiu Wanyin said to Song Jingyi on the phone. “He’s playful and mischievous, but he always knows his limits. He asks me for permission before taking Tingyu out, and he also brings Muzi along.”
Song Jingyi was abroad handling work when he overheard this while talking to his grandmother on the phone. "Shen Yunqi is a nice person. If Xiaoyu likes him, let her play with him. It's fine."
“Our little Tingyu has a lot of friends now, she’s very busy. Besides her classmates in Suzhou, her friends in Beijing also come to visit her,” Qiu Wanyin said with a smile. “Nianke and her cousin came just yesterday. Jingxu is also a very polite child. He brought me a bunch of supplements and insisted on taking me with him to the amusement park, even though I’m already quite old.”
Song Jingyi rubbed his temples; he knew about this.
Mu Zi reported it, and her younger sister shared it.
Si Jingxu, as always, is cunning and knows who his younger sister cares about most, so he has already started to work on his grandmother.
“Huiwen also called me to ask how I was doing,” Qiu Wanyin paused, “Does she know that Tingyu is Qingzhi’s child? That day, we were talking about the betrothal she and Qingzhi had arranged for the child back then.”
“Yes, she knows,” Song Jingyi said without hiding anything. “It’s nothing, she’ll find out sooner or later. As for the arranged marriage, we’ll see how Xiaoyu does it.”
Mentioning her daughter, Qiu Wanyin felt a little depressed. "If your mother cared about us even a little bit, she would know about Tingyu's existence after coming back only once every few years. She's worse than an outsider. I think Jingxu is a good person, it's just that our Tingyu is too young. Let's talk about it later."
“Yes, Grandma, I’ll do as you say,” Song Jingyi stubbed out his cigarette. “Grandma, I plan to focus my work in Beijing from now on. When Xiaoyu goes to university, will you move to Beijing with us?”
"Of course it's good. You don't need to worry about Grandma. Back then, Grandma was able to go to Russia with you, and she can go to Beijing with you too. As long as she can take care of my two precious children, Grandma will be happy."
Song Jingyi had a better understanding of the situation.
Grandma is getting old, and she raised him and Xiaoyu all by herself. Her health is not what it used to be.
He was also worried that his grandmother wouldn't want to go through the trouble anymore.
That's good.
Tan Junting sat next to him playing games, listening intently the whole time.
As soon as he hung up the phone, he asked, "There are still arranged marriages between children? What era are we living in? You guys don't still want to arrange a marriage for your sister, do you?"
"What's it to you?" Song Jingyi reached for the cigarette pack, but it was empty.
Tan Junting, with great tact, took a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "Don't say that. I also treat Xiaoyu like a younger sister. I'm just speaking up for her."
"What do you mean by childhood sweethearts? As long as Xiaoyu is happy, that's all that matters. I've only lived for her in this lifetime."
Tan Junting turned his head to look at his brother.
Backlit, his profile was impeccable, and his lowered eyes, as he lit a cigarette, softened his sharpness. Ignoring his tattoos, he did resemble a refined gentleman.
"You should be kinder to yourself, you need to take care of your life, Ah Yi. Xiao Yu will only be happy if you live well," Tan Junting murmured.
Song Jingyi glanced at him indifferently, "Did you get your brains spun by that bastard?"
Tan Junting snapped out of his daze, straightened his clothes, and said, "What are you saying? I'm only saying a few words to you because you saved my life."
Song Jingyi took a drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaled white smoke, and chuckled very softly, "I understand."
He said.
“I have to go back to Hong Kong,” Tan Junting said, taking out a cigarette. “I need to bury my mother’s ashes and clean up the remaining illegitimate children in the company. Send me a few people to protect me when things get serious.”
Just as Tan Junting's finger was about to touch the lighter, Song Jingyi removed it.
He held a cigarette between his fingers. "So stingy."
"Are you healed from your injuries? Have you forgotten what the doctor said?" Song Jingyi threw the lighter into the drawer. "Have Acheng find a few people to go with you."
"Oh." Tan Junting obediently tossed the cigarette onto the table. "You can have it."
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