Bai Liu recognizes his mother
Jiang Yilin stood outside the blue fence, his skin appearing even whiter in the sunlight, his bright white hair almost transparent in the light.
He put one hand in his pocket, frowned, and looked at Kim Hee-ro with a puzzled expression. His sour face was unbearable to look at. Luckily, it was broad daylight. If it were night, he would probably be very suitable to play a villainous role like a vampire or zombie.
"Chieftain! You, how did you get here?" Xixi blushed and jumped up from the chair. Just as she hesitated whether to open the door...
Jiang Yilin ignored her words, her eyes fixed on only one person. Facing her sister, she said in a voice dripping with hostility, "Jin Xilu, go home!"
The child couldn't understand that look in her eyes. Xixi just felt that the clan leader seemed very fierce, but also cared a lot about this older sister.
Never mind, never mind, Xixi hurriedly stood up and ran to the vicinity of the fence to look around, praying that her grandfather would not come back at this time, and that the two of them would not bump into each other, otherwise she would be in trouble.
At this moment, Jin Xilu also knew what Xixi was afraid of. She couldn't make things difficult for Xixi, so she could only refuse Jiang Yilin's request to go back first. Jin Xilu walked to the gate, her hand on the key ring of the lock without moving. Instead, she looked directly into Jiang Yilin's amber eyes. Her heart trembled. She spoke first.
How did you know I was here?
"I didn't see you when I got home, so you came here?" Jiang Yilin's voice pierced her heart, stirring up all the memories within her body. In fact, even if he hadn't said it, Jin Xilu had guessed that it was the calico cat who told him. There were so many things about him that she didn't know.
She continued, "I'm not going back; I still have things to do."
Jiang Yilin's arrogance subsided a little. He pulled his hand out of his pocket and silently adjusted his posture. "I've come to take you home. Aren't you going back?"
Hearing his words, Jin Xilu knew he was trying to appear weaker, but she still continued, "I'm not going back now, you go first." As she spoke, Jin Xilu tried to back away.
As she was about to leave the waist-high gate, her fingers left the locked key fob, just a palm's distance away, before she was completely gone.
He reached in from the outside, squeezing through the gap in the gate to catch up. He first grabbed his own wrist, not allowing Kim Hee-ro any chance to resist leaving.
His body temperature was always icy cold, and his fingers were icy too. The thin calluses on his fingertips caressed her wrist, and his thumb pressed on her artery, increasing the pressure again and again, as if he were being examined with a stethoscope.
Jin Xilu could hardly tell if it was her heartbeat or his. She only knew that his hand was still invading downwards little by little until her palm was scratched. A slight itch seeped into her lungs, and the fragrance of flowers in her breath was blocked. The next moment, their fingers were intertwined.
Thump—the door lock spring snapped open and rolled to Jin Xilu's feet.
Without a word, the door opened inwards, and Jin Xilu was pulled back by the hand. Jiang Yilin walked into the courtyard smoothly like a bandit, while her hand was still firmly held in his palm, palm to palm.
She could hardly believe that the barbaric and unreasonable person from just moments ago was the same man in front of her, whose face was as smooth as jade and who remained unmoved. Shocked, she tried to pull her hand away, but failed several times.
During the scuffle, Jin Xilu realized that she and Jiang Yilin were getting closer and closer, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.
She knew Jiang Yilin wouldn't be so kind as to say nice things and back down; it turned out he was just trying to get her attention so he could buy time to break the lock.
No, what exactly does he want to do?
"What are you doing?" Jin Xilu stood still, and Jiang Yilin didn't move either. He didn't seem to have any intention of letting go, so she had to say again, "I'll go back with you, but you have to let go of my hand first."
"I won't listen." The first sentence was said to Jin Xilu, and the second sentence was said to Xixi who was standing on high ground. "Xixi, your grandfather should be home soon. I saw him on my way here."
Xixi lowered her head and looked to Jin Xilu for help.
Jin Xilu didn't want to argue with Jiang Yilin, but there was definitely something about Xixi's family that he didn't want her to know. Even if she couldn't see Xixi's grandfather today, she would find another opportunity to come here and find out later.
Jin Xilu took a deep breath, giving up on continuing the argument. She raised their clasped hands to Jiang Yilin's eyes, making him look at them. Unfortunately, she couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh to his face. In the end, she simply said, "Alright, I'll go with you."
Jiang Yilin walked ahead, and although the two were holding hands, there was enough space between them for two more people to stand. Jin Xilu silently pushed the gourd she was carrying in her pocket further inside.
When they reached the car, Jiang Yilin didn't rush to open the door. Instead, she spoke to Xixi, who had been following them, in a much gentler tone than before: "Someone will come tonight to help change the locks. Don't worry, your grandfather won't know."
Jin Xilu was also worried that Xixi would be scared, so she smiled and waved to her reassuringly, her tone relaxed and natural: "Yes, Xixi, go back, it's okay."
"Okay, sister and clan leader, bye-bye."
Before Jin Xilu could say another word to Xixi, Jiang Yilin shoved her into the passenger seat. The two of them, who had been holding hands, finally lost their grip the moment the car door opened.
Jiang Yilin released her hand first, and Jin Xilu withdrew her hand from the air, avoiding his gaze and sitting up straight, trying to appear that she didn't care that much. While looking straight ahead, she rubbed the sweat on her palms with the fabric of her jeans.
In those few seconds, neither of them spoke. Jin Xilu noticed that Jiang Yilin hadn't left yet; he was still leaning his arm against the car window, staring undisguisedly at her face.
Jin Xilu was being stared at so intently that she was really worried that Grandpa Xixi might suddenly appear on the roadside and recognize her. After all, Jiang Yilin's white hair was too conspicuous, and anyone who passed by would know it was him.
"What's wrong? Weren't you the one who kept saying you wanted to go home quickly? Why aren't you driving now?" Kim Hee-ro didn't even realize that her tone was full of resentment.
"You left work on your own and left the cat with a few kids. So this is how you work outside."
After saying that, Jiang Yilin removed his body from the car door, walked around the front of the car, opened the door, got in, stepped on the gas, and continued saying what he hadn't finished saying.
"No wonder he was bullied outside and didn't even know to go home."
The car drove along the narrow country road, stopping and starting frequently, slowing down after each dirt hill. Jin Xilu's thoughts were scattered by the road, while the culprit just calmly watched the car.
The atmosphere in the car cooled down again, like an unruly air pump constantly pumping pressure between the two women, pushing them closer one moment and then getting hurt by each other's frustration the next, causing them to back away first.
Kim Hee-ro started holding her breath. When she couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to talk to him, she suddenly rolled down her car window, letting fresh air into the car as it passed the bridge intersection.
Jiang Yilin noticed that this was the road everyone had to take when leaving Milu Town. When Jin Xilu looked out the window, he finally found another opportunity to steal a glance at her back.
The wind blew up the blue hair near Kim Hee-ro's neck, allowing him to greedily take in the red mole on her neck. He also smelled her scent and heard her murmurs. She was right beside him. Just thinking about it made him realize that she was right there.
Jiang Yilin forgot he was still driving. Even if he took the wrong road, he could only keep driving. He steadied himself, greedily licked his lips to quench his thirst, and still couldn't help but call out her name: "Jin Xilu".
"What's wrong?" Jin Xilu immediately turned around and sat up straight again. She was secretly hoping that he would notice her presence, but when she looked at Jiang Yilin, she found that his expression was the same and he was still driving seriously with both hands.
He simply called her name without any other response. Her hopes were dashed, and Jin Xilu's upturned lips gradually fell. It was at this moment that she saw a row of willow trees along the riverbank.
Perhaps because it is winter, the trees at this time of year look rather listless, with a few withered branches drooping in the air, and tiny leaves, no bigger than a fingernail, hanging from the branches, struggling against the wind. The hardened soil provides them with nutrients, and they try their best to get through this winter together.
Amidst the pale landscape, a splash of red caught Jin Xilu's eye. As the car continued its journey, the red dot fixed to the willow tree gradually magnified, and she realized that there were two gray figures, one tall and one short, standing beside the willow tree.
Without any warning, the figure suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, his hair covered in sand, his knees sinking into the mud, his breath filled with the scent of grass and trees, pious yet desperate.
As Kim Hee-ro sat in her car, she brushed past the two of them, her eyes wide with shock. Only when she was completely out of sight of them did her soul return to her body. She slowly leaned back in her seat, puzzled and helpless: "What are they staying for?"
Jiang Yilin had of course noticed the bizarre scene just now, but he didn't seem surprised at all, and simply said, "It's just Bai Liu recognizing her mother."
"That's all?" Jin Xilu realized that Jiang Yilin didn't seem to want to talk about the willow tree, so she gave up trying to get any information from him. But when she tried to stick her head out and roll down the car window, Jiang Yilin had already locked it.
"Sit still, are you not acting like a girl anymore? Do you know how dangerous it is to stick your head out like that!" Jiang Yilin turned the steering wheel and the car made a turn, bringing them back onto the road.
That scene shouldn't have been seen by Jiang Xilu, but it was all Jiang Yilin's fault for being distracted and taking the wrong turn, which allowed Jin Xilu to witness it. He bit his tongue and angrily scolded himself in his heart: Damn it, Jiang Yilin, can't you have any self-control?
The rest of the journey was peaceful. Soon the car arrived at the Jiang family's gate. The automatic sensor-operated black iron gate slowly opened inward. Before they arrived, Jin Xilu had told Jiang Yilin to just drop her off by the roadside.
What's most obvious and frustrating about her return is that Jiang Yilin seems to be either pretending not to hear her or not listening to her at all, always going against her ideas and requests.
The car eventually stopped in the Jiang family's garage. Jin Xilu came out of the garage and said to Jiang Yilin, who was washing his hands by the sink, "No matter what, thank you for picking me up today. But I will work hard from now on and you won't have to come pick me up all the time."
Jin Xilu was polite and tactful. She believed that Jiang Yilin should understand and would soon become angry and simply send her out of the Jiang family.
She waited for Jiang Yilin's reaction, and waited and waited. She saw him pick up the pale yellow handkerchief that was placed next to him, and after calmly wiping the water droplets off his fingers, he looked back at her and began to mimic her tone: "Oh? What did you just say?"
Those shrewd scholars are infuriating!
Jin Xilu swallowed her dissatisfaction and replied in a perfunctory manner, "I just said that you don't need to pick me up anymore, I will go back to my own home."
“Not this sentence, the previous one.” Jiang Yilin put down the handkerchief, crossed her arms and nodded, not caring at all what she had just said.
Kim Hee-ro tried to recall what she had just said, “My last sentence? I said I would work hard…” Oh no! She’d been dragged into this trap by that damned vixen again.
"I hope you keep your word and still respect me as your boss."
Jiang Yilin released her hand, a faint smile appearing in her eyes. She lifted her leg and left the pool. Just then, the servants in the house came out and said...
"Master, the food is ready, and we are waiting for you and Miss Jin to dine."
Why is her name still listed?
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