Chapter 79 Is distance not an option?
As night fell, there was silence inside and outside the house.
The door was pushed open, and Song Baoyuan walked out quietly after coaxing her daughter to sleep.
She looked up at the sky and hesitated.
Qiao Yin came over with a cloak in hand. "Miss, aren't you going to rest yet?"
"Not sleepy yet." Song Baoyuan took the cloak and said, "Go to sleep first. Don't worry about me."
As she spoke, she walked down the stairs.
Qiao Yin stood there, watching her young lady walk away. After hesitating for a long time, she still did not follow.
Song Baoyuan walked slowly and before she knew it, she had reached the courtyard wall.
She paced back and forth on the edge and accidentally kicked a stone.
After staring at it for a long time, she bent down, picked it up, and tossed it in her hand.
Suddenly she stood on tiptoe and threw it hard behind the wall.
The sound of stones falling to the ground seemed a little abrupt in this cold and quiet night.
Song Baoyuan suddenly became nervous.
What is she doing and what is she expecting?
It was like throwing a stone into a lake. As soon as the ripples appeared, she turned around and ran away guiltily, as if she had done something wrong.
After running a distance, she paused. She felt a thread emanating from her spine, controlling her movements and pulling her back.
On the wall, Xie Yuchao lay quietly, his body wrapped in a layer of lost moonlight, making him look like a beautiful kitten wandering on the street and caught in a heavy rain.
He didn't say anything, and the look in his eyes revealed a hint of grievance.
Song Baoyuan seemed to be frozen in place, at a loss, her eyes evasive.
They were silent with each other, and time passed by little by little.
Song Baoyuan never knew how to start, and she couldn't remain calm in this unusual silence, so she finally chose to escape.
But just as she lifted the hem of her skirt, the person behind her could no longer hold back and spoke urgently to keep her, "Don't, I, I..."
"sorry."
He dropped his head.
Song Baoyuan's legs suddenly felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't walk.
She was confused, "Why are you apologizing to me?"
"I was so confident before, but in the end, I lost." Xie Yuchao found it difficult to speak. After all, he had never been so embarrassed in his life. His voice gradually became smaller and smaller. "You must be very disappointed."
Song Baoyuan suddenly remembered that many years ago, when her father was still alive, he sighed over a chess game that had already been decided.
She asked, "Didn't Daddy win? Why is he still unhappy?"
Dad shook his head and said, "It's obvious that your brother gave up the game. Logically, in chess, the more patient and mature a person is, the more likely they are to control the situation. Therefore, older people, with their wealth of experience, are more likely to have a sure win. I, your father, have eaten more salt than your brother has eaten rice, yet he had to deliberately give up the game to achieve a narrow victory."
"Oh!" She pretended to understand something, "So Daddy is unhappy because he feels he can't beat brother. It's so embarrassing!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Daddy pulled her ear in dissatisfaction and sighed, "Daddy is worried."
She didn't understand, so she covered her ears and asked, "What are you worried about?"
"This situation is dangerous. If it weren't for his deliberate actions, your brother wouldn't have made a single mistake. This shows how mature he is despite his age."
The more she listened, the more confused she became. "Isn't it good that my brother is powerful?"
"It's good, and it's not good. I'm just worried that he'll have a hard time in the future if he keeps everything to himself."
…
Song Baoyuan shook her head, throwing away the unnecessary thoughts.
"It's just a game of chess. It's no big deal to lose to him. My father can't beat him either."
Xie Yuchao was stunned for a moment, "Are you trying to comfort me?"
Song Baoyuan's eyes were full of sincerity, even a little innocent, and she didn't think this was something worth worrying about at all.
But seeing how concerned he was, she couldn't help but wonder, "You haven't lost to anyone before, have you?"
If you think about it carefully, he really doesn't look like he has ever experienced setbacks or failures.
Xie Yuchao was originally confident, of course he had never lost!
Never, not just chess.
But now...
"It's not that I can't accept the result of 'losing', I just..." He was speechless.
After a long pause, Song Baoyuan tilted her head and asked, "Just what?"
Xie Yuchao paused, then mumbled quickly and unclearly, "I just don't want to lose to him."
Not only was he dealt a heavy blow, but he was defeated in front of her, which was very embarrassing.
Song Baoyuan didn't hear it clearly and it took her a while to react.
She was silent for a moment, then clasped her hands behind her back and said, "Then, I hope you can beat him in the future."
Xie Yuchao was slightly startled and slowly raised his head.
"Do you think I can win it back?"
Song Baoyuan turned her face away, "How would I know?"
"Then, do you hope that I can win it back?"
Song Baoyuan turned sideways, her body swaying slightly, and said in a low voice, "What does it have to do with me?"
Xie Yuchao also felt uncomfortable, his eyes began to wander, but he couldn't help but want to ask: "If I think there is a connection, can you give me an answer?"
The moonlight makes people's shadows long and slender.
Song Baoyuan lowered her head and stared at her feet. "Does it mean that if I say I hope, your chances of winning will be better?"
Xie Yuchao's untied long hair fell down, slightly messy in the evening breeze.
He suddenly chuckled, "Who knows."
Song Baoyuan raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Oh."
"Oh!" Xie Yuchao suddenly raised her voice and repeated her answer.
He quickly lost his temper and asked quietly, "What does it mean?"
Song Baoyuan looked up at the sky and heard her own heartbeat.
"Probably, perhaps, means, hope."
At this moment, it seemed as if something blossomed in Xie Yuchao's heart.
Maybe it's a bright flower, maybe it's a dazzling firework.
"You're so far away from me." He complained, "I can't even hear you."
Song Baoyuan hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the wall.
One step, two steps.
"Can you hear me?" she asked.
Xie Yuchao looked embarrassed, "What did you say?"
Three steps, four steps.
"I said, can you hear me now?"
"What's wrong with me?" Xie Yuchao looked confused.
Five steps, six steps.
Only an arm's length away.
Song Baoyuan opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Xie Yuzhao smiled, "What on earth are you talking about?"
"Fool."
"Where am I stupid?"
"Can't you hear?"
Xie Yuchao couldn't suppress the grumble, but still pretended to be dissatisfied, "So when I couldn't hear you just now, you were scolding me?"
Song Baoyuan looked innocent, and after a while she said:
"you guess."
*
Beneath the tree's shadows, silent figures had already stopped, watching them getting closer and closer...
"cough!"
A familiar yet abrupt voice came, and Song Baoyuan couldn't help but tremble in her heart.
She looked back and saw Jiang Keyu walking out of the darkness with a dignified posture but a cold expression.
Xie Yuchao also saw him and quickly supported his upper body with both hands, fearing that he would lose his momentum.
"Brother, why haven't you rested yet?" Song Baoyuan asked in confusion.
Jiang Keyu walked closer quickly, and when he was right in front of her, he had to suppress his anger, "Master Xie's actions are somewhat suspicious of being a lecher."
"I was the one who found him."
Without waiting for Xie Yuchao to refute, Song Baoyuan spoke up to defend him without hesitation.
Her words seemed to be a blow to Jiang Keyu, making him feel suffocated for a long time and his mind went blank.
Song Baoyuan glanced sideways and said, "Xie sir, please go back first."
"I……"
"Go back first!"
Song Baoyuan spoke a little harshly, interrupting Xie Yuchao before he could finish his words.
Seeing her so serious, Xie Yuchao hesitated for a moment and then compromised, "Okay, see you tomorrow."
After saying this, he nimbly jumped down from the wall and disappeared.
"He is so unruly, and you still speak for him!" Jiang Keyu tried to stay calm, but could not hide her anger.
In contrast, Song Baoyuan was extremely calm, "I was the one who found him, I was just telling the truth."
"you……"
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Song Baoyuan didn't want to argue with him about this matter and intended to change the subject.
Jiang Keyu's mind was already filled with nothing else. "Why are you looking for him so late?"
Song Baoyuan couldn't answer.
But even if there is a reason, I don't want to explain it to him.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Jiang Keyu felt her heart choked. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from him? He's not as simple as you look. He will bring you trouble!"
Song Baoyuan was really annoyed by this.
"Why do you always have to interfere in my affairs!" She lost her patience. "I've also told you not to meddle in my affairs. It's none of your business!"
"Who cares if I don't?"
Will his next sentence be, "I am your brother and I will be responsible for you for the rest of your life?" Song Baoyuan wondered.
This was the word she hated to hear from him the most, bar none.
"I don't need anyone to control me, especially you pretending to be my brother! I'm not a child, I know what I'm doing!"
"You know? The result is a secret meeting with another man in the middle of the night?"
Song Baoyuan raised her eyes and said, "Even if I elope with someone, it's my freedom!"
Jiang Keyu's eyes froze.
The moment his gaze lost focus, Song Baoyuan turned around and tried to leave.
Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, Jiang Keyu grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
Just a missed glance, and no emotion could be seen in his dark eyes anymore. The sudden aura made Song Baoyuan feel strange and dangerous.
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Keyu looked at her expressionlessly and moved forward.
Song Baoyuan subconsciously stepped back, but there was a courtyard wall behind her, and she had nowhere to retreat after just two steps.
His body was shrouded in his shadow.
He asked, "What did you just say?"
Standing against the light, Song Baoyuan could no longer see his expression clearly.
Song Baoyuan tried to lift her hand that he was holding, but he held it tightly, leaving her no chance of breaking free.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"The previous sentence." Jiang Keyu felt it was ridiculous, and felt cold from head to toe. "Elope?"
His voice was a little cold, and Song Baoyuan actually felt a little scared.
And he was getting closer and closer, with the tip of his nose only a fist away.
She raised her other hand that was not trapped, wanting to push the person in front of her away, but remembering that his right shoulder was injured even more today, she had to give up.
I was thus trapped in a situation where I was controlled by him.
"Even though we're siblings because of our parents, no brother would take it for granted that his sister would be confined to his own confinement. And, we're not related by blood. Don't you think we're a little too close now?"
"Is it not possible?"
Jiang Keyu's counter-question was slow and oppressive.
"Of course we are not related by blood, because the blood connection comes from us, from the children we gave birth to, who were closer than this, with irreplaceable intimacy."
In an instant, Song Baoyuan froze.
My thoughts exploded at this moment, and I had no idea what he meant.
and its intentions.
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