Shaoyao understood a lot in an instant, and then more and more fragments fell into Shaoyao's heart like snowflakes in the twelfth lunar month of winter. The original enthusiasm and excitement were gradually covered by these cold memories. She remembered Aunt Hong's original time. The secret glances at Shi Jin at the banquet reminded me of Aunt Hong's unsmiling expression when she told her to entertain Shi Jin well, and the gentle way Aunt Hong hugged Shi Jin... more and more scenes at this moment Rapidly impacting Shaoyao's sensitive and fragile heart at this moment, those memories came back more and more rapidly, causing Shaoyao to have a splitting headache. She raised the catkins to support her forehead, closed her eyes, and exerted all her strength. I shook my head, trying to get rid of all the things I didn't want to face out of my mind.
"What's wrong, Shaoyao?" Shi Jin looked at Shaoyao's expression that suddenly became painful. Feeling that she was around her recently, he asked with concern in a soft voice: "I'm tired today. Are you not feeling well?"
"No...no," Shaoyao frowned and quickly put down her hands, returning to her normal state. However, at this moment, Shaoyao's heart was struggling desperately as if she was drowning in a torrent. She regretted that she was so quick to speak. She knew the whereabouts of the bronze mirror. What she was worried about at the moment was that Aunt Hong and Shi Jin were what people often say, and they were in love with each other, but they couldn't because of some inexpressible feelings for each other. After confessing this relationship directly, will the bronze mirror become a token of affection between the two of them just because of what he said... Shaoyao became entangled and uncomfortable in her heart. On the one hand, she was kind to herself. , Aunt Hong is as close as a sister. On the one hand, she is willing to commit herself to Shi Jin for life, and to become the beauty of others is to cut off her own emotional path. Shaoyao bit her lip, and after a pause, Shaoyao didn't know why. She felt that some things should be said, so she hesitated and said: "Oh...that...mirror was taken away by Aunt Hong,"
Shaoyao carefully watched the changes in Shi Jin's expression, but she didn't expect that after hearing this, Shi Jin didn't show any expression of joy or surprise. Instead, he became relaxed. Shi Jin just smiled slightly and said: "She took it away." It's good, we are all our own people anyway. When everyone returns to the village, we will naturally find out." Shi Jin can probably guess by now that the bronze mirror Chen Da gave him must have been owned by Aunt Hong. , so he asked himself to bring it to Aunt Hong. Thinking about it this way, the relationship between the two must be unusual. When the two meet, they will naturally explain their affairs clearly, so they don’t worry about that at the moment. Regarding the gain and loss of the bronze mirror, there is no need to ask how the bronze mirror ended up at Aunt Hong's place, because in Shi Jin's opinion, none of this is important to him.
However, when he heard these words, Shaoyao no longer meant that in his heart. It was really true that the speaker had no intention of listening and the listener had intentions. Shaoyao felt that these words were spoken by Shi Jin himself and then heard by him. It's not wrong. The phrase "one of our own" is really a pun, covering the subtle relationship between the two. However, what will happen when everyone returns to the village? Shaoyao is a little afraid. She thought about it, but at this moment her heart was like a runaway horse that she couldn't control. She continued to speculate on her own. She gave herself the answer she was most afraid of facing, getting married. This was probably what she wanted in the end. You will see clearly after seeing it, not to mention anyone who is the eldest brother in the village, how can there be no Mrs. Yazhai? Shi Jin and Aunt Hong are really talented and beautiful, they are a match made in heaven. When Shaoyao thought of this, he couldn't help but think of himself. , although he is a slightly famous celebrity in the hazy night, but how can he compare with Aunt Hong.
When Shaoyao thought of this, two lines of tears quietly overflowed from the corners of her eyes. They were like two shooting stars streaking across the night sky, adding a pitiful look to her pretty ruddy face. At this moment, Shaoyao was the queen of the rain. The red lotus on the face, the crystal clear teardrops fell down the cheeks, gathered on the pointed little chin, and fell bit by bit.
Shi Jin looked at Shaoyao's tears, and felt a trace of pity in his heart. He walked gently to Shaoyao, stretched out his warm palms, and gently wiped away the tears on Shaoyao's face. When Jin Xiu's long fingertips touched Shaoyao's face, Shaoyao panicked slightly for a moment, but then he didn't dodge at all. Instead, he quietly allowed Shi Jin to take away his tears and closed his eyes. , I used all my strength to feel the tenderness Shi Jin was giving me at this moment. This was the first time that Shaoyao cried in front of others, and Shi Jin was also the first man to wipe her tears. That touch of gentleness made Shaoyao cry. My heart suddenly became soft, as if all the strength in my body had been taken away, and there was no trace of strength left.
Shaoyao slowly approached Shi Jin's chest, and slowly and gently leaned against Shi Jin's chest. The warm body temperature was like the best hotbed for feelings, which made the coldness in Shaoyao's heart melt away immediately, and made her heart feel warmer. The fire of love that was about to extinguish suddenly ignited again and bloomed with colorful buds. Seeing Shaoyao choked and sad, Shi Jin couldn't bear to push her away. After all, everyone has their own most uncomfortable things. And in this vast world, there are a few solid chests to rely on. Shi Jin gently patted Shaoyao's back, as if coaxing a baby to sleep, softly and full of doting.
Shaoyao felt the rhythm of gentle patting on her weak back. She knew that it was the rhythm of love, which was incomparable to the beauty of any touching sound of silk and bamboo she had ever heard. However, this warm sense of home, this kind of How long can she take possession of this solid feeling of dependence with peace of mind... As Shaoyao thought about it, a trace of sadness could not help but arise in her heart. Shaoyao couldn't help but become more sentimental, tears kept falling, and wet Shi Jin's clothes. , also touched Shi Jin’s compassion.
"I'm sorry... I feel homesick..." Shaoyao choked softly, exhaling orchid and whispering in Shi Jin's ear.
The feeling of home... Shi Jin's heart couldn't help but be vaguely touched. What is the feeling of home? Shi Jin has been lost for too long, but even Shi Jin himself has never thought that he has never dared to just face his forehead. Things can actually be sacrificed to others through oneself. Shi Jin hugged Shaoyao three minutes tighter out of pity for the same fallen person in the world.
Shaoyao was held in Shi Jin's arms. Just when she was feeling extremely sweet, there were suddenly several coughing sounds at the door. The two of them quickly separated. When they looked back, they saw Aunt Hong leaning against the door with her arms folded and a smile. , raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people who were at a loss with a strange expression.
Shi Jin scratched his head in embarrassment, while Shaoyao bit her lower lip, her face flushed as red as sunset. Aunt Hong looked at the two of them and said softly: "Shaoyao, what are you doing standing there stupidly? I'm so embarrassed here." When someone comes to clean, you take Shi into the scent room next door to rest. It's getting late, so just stand there like this. If you're not tired, they are too, haha," Aunt Hong said without forgetting. Finally, he insinuated and shamed the little girl Shaoyao.
Shaoyao blushed as if she had been pardoned, and immediately saluted Aunt Hong. Turning her tearful eyes, she glanced at Shi Jin with a clear look, changed her tone to a polite one, and said respectfully: " "Master, I'll clean up the wing first, and then I'll wait for you to go to bed." After saying that, Shaoyao quickly stepped out of the door and headed towards the wing next door.
Shi Jin hurriedly responded to Shaoyao's back: "Thank you, Miss." After that, when he faced Aunt Hong again, the smile on Aunt Hong's face suddenly faded by three points, and said with deep meaning: "Shi Jin, can you Don't bully our Yue Haolong girl, my Aunt Hong is not a decoration after all, don't you think so?"
When Shi Jin heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said: "Yes, yes, Aunt Hong, but you really misunderstood, I didn't..." Shi Jin couldn't help but feel a little clumsy when he said this, and didn't know how to express his feelings for a moment. After all, Shi Jin was confused as to what was going on. He vaguely knew that Shaoyao missed home, but this came out of nowhere, and Shi Jin couldn't explain it for a while. , after all, as if he had suffered the loss of being dumb, the inexpressible meaning rolled around his lips, but he still couldn't find a suitable excuse, so Shi Jin finally smiled helplessly and let it go. .
Seeing Shi Jin's hesitating look, Aunt Hong snorted coldly, turned around gracefully, and walked away with gorgeous lotus steps.
Shi Jin was left standing there blankly, inexplicably unable to react, but before he could figure out what Aunt Hong meant, Aunt Hong had already called several people from a distance to come over and clean the house. Blood and flesh were everywhere in a mess, but when Aunt Hong walked around the next corner, she paused, turned back and glanced at Shi Jin from a distance, then quickly walked away and disappeared around the corner.
Women are really strange animals, Shi Jin thought, slowly turned around, and suddenly walked towards the Wenxiang Pavilion next door with some fatigue.
At this time, Shaoyao had already packed up the Wenxiang Pavilion, lit the lamp, and made the bed. The bright red quilt was full of blooming peony buds, and it was spread on the big bed, like flowers scattered all over the bed. When Shaoyao saw Shi Jin entering the room, she quickly stopped her hand, moved Shi Jin to the edge of the bed, helped him sit up, and then reached out to help Shi Jin undress.
Shi Jin had experienced the embarrassment just now and was quite worried at this time. Especially Aunt Hong's words "My Aunt Hong is not a decoration after all" made Shi Jin really confused. At this moment, he did not dare to take advantage of Shaoyao. Jin leaned forward slightly, trying to avoid Shaoyao, but Shaoyao went one step further, leaving Shi Jin with nowhere to escape. With no other choice, Shi Jin simply stretched out his arms and quietly let her serve her.