2
The handsome Ronin of Badong, Jin Xiaochuan, woke up one morning and felt that something was wrong. If one didn't pay attention to this abnormality, it would be very difficult to notice. It was no wonder. Living in the Long family, which had a slightly oppressive atmosphere, it was not surprising that there were abnormalities. However, the two consecutive abnormalities did not seem normal.
It was past four in the morning. Although the light footsteps were extremely soft, they were still crushing Jin Xiaochuan's heart step by step. Due to the ancient saying that men and women should not be close to each other, Jin Xiaochuan kept a respectful distance from Long Xiangjue. However, Jin Xiaochuan, who was sensitive, could clearly sense that the light footsteps were probably Long Xiangjue's. He couldn't understand why Long Xiangjue had woken up so early, and he began to ponder with a frown.
He could no longer dream, but his heart was still there. For this soul that had suffered so much, other than being sensitive, it was still a big question mark about emotions. Jin Xiaochuan felt a sense of guilt. Ever since he handed over the letter, guilt had followed him like a shadow, making him feel uneasy. The Young Master of Xiao Xiang, Long Anping, had once again entered hell on earth. The Long family had fallen into a miserable situation. This scene was also a kind of mental torture for him. Due to his guilt, Jin Xiaochuan swore that he would use all his strength to redeem himself, so that the Long Family would no longer be as miserable and confused as they were every day. Therefore, Jin Xiaochuan paid special attention to Long Xiangjue without thinking. It was more like he was concerned. However, he had to strip away the feelings within him bit by bit. Although Long Xiangjue was worthy of his love, was he, Jin Xiaochuan, worthy of Long Xiangjue's love? Shaking his head, Jin Xiaochuan was about to close his Spirit Heart. The growing years of youth touched his heart. What else would be left other than loss?
The sound of light footsteps and the sound of the door opening for the second time caused Jin Xiaochuan to begin to watch vigilantly. Four o'clock in the morning was the time for a good sleep. It was the time when all souls were at peace, including Jin Xiaochuan. However, why did Long Xiangjue wake up so early at this time and go out when the stars were sparse?
Jin Xiaochuan could not help but be wary. He was now considered a member of the Long family. He had the responsibility to care for everyone in the Long family, not to mention Long Xiangjue, whom he had once loved silently in his heart! At the end of the day, Jin Xiaochuan was not a cruel person. He did not have Long Anping's peerless talent, but his kind heart could be compared to Long Anping's. If it wasn't for the fact that Recluse Qingyun Huangfu Jiang was trying his best to pursue Princess Di Ye Di, perhaps these painful and sorrowful things wouldn't have happened. Perhaps he and Long Xiangjue would be in love right now. This was a foreseeable situation.
Was Long Xiangjue going to meet Shi Xinghai? Jin Xiaochuan asked himself, but he immediately denied it. This was no less than a great change. No matter how shameless Shi Xinghai was, he wouldn't pester her endlessly. Long Xiangyu seemed to have given up on Shi Xinghai. This series of unforeseen events caused some people to reveal their true colors. After the vicissitudes of time and the vicissitudes of his soul, Jin Xiaochuan gradually matured. From a young man to a real man, the engravings in his heart might have surpassed the growth rings. Fortunately, it was also the mark of passing through the vicissitudes of life.
After the light footsteps, there was the light sound of the door opening.
However, Jin Xiaochuan could not remain indifferent this time. He got out of bed and quietly pushed open the window. A faint ray of starlight shone on the pale yellow curtains. It was not poetic, but it evoked a sense of melancholy.
Long Xiangyu hailed a taxi and got into it. After that, the taxi turned around and headed southwest.
Jin Xiaochuan tidied his sleeves and quickly walked downstairs. He tiptoed out and quietly closed the door. He hailed a taxi and quickly chased after Long Xiangjue's taxi.
3
A little tiredness was written on his face. Although it wasn't the vicissitudes of life, it could be considered a lost part of the past. The tiredness written on her face was indeed not what a girl should have, but it made a girl taste the unique hardships in her wasted time.
The warm life in his early years, including the infinite beauty of the past, seemed to be moving away step by step. Even if it was difficult to shoulder, he had to grit his teeth and persevere. After all, she was Long Anping's younger sister! The sand in the wind and rain was no longer just a pain in the face. Now, it was a pain in the heart. The past yearning was like a spring river flowing eastward, changing into a blur in the changing time and space. However, life still had to continue. There was no reason to give up on the past yearning, because her brother Long Anping had not given up either.
Long Xiangjue didn't plan for her future. She wanted to do her part to solve the practical problems in front of her. What practical problems? She thought about many things. She thought about how her parents were getting on in age and shouldn't be shouldering the heavy burden of their parents. She should be the pillar of the family. Although Jin Xiaochuan had promised to take on the burden of the Long Family, his actions had left a shadow in Long Xiangyu's heart. She did not plan to rely on Jin Xiaochuan, just like how she had high hopes for Huangfu Jiang. However, Huangfu Jiang went back on his words and dragged her life into a world of ice and fire. He tore the beauty of life apart bit by bit, leaving behind only a sinister look. Jin Xiaochuan had his own path. How could his path be the path that his brother, Long Anping, wanted to take? It was better not to have any hopes for him.
However, he had to face the invisible Hundred Thousand Mountains. There seemed to be thousands of paths, but none led to the destination. After thinking about it, he felt that it was better to solve the mountainous problems one by one based on reality. Although his brother Long Anping was once again in prison, he still had to pay off his debt to Huangfu Jiang. Although the Long family was cold, they had faith. As long as the Long family was still alive, they would never trample on faith. In Long Xiangyu's heart, there was a plan that was gradually maturing. She wanted to take over a breakfast shop and take good care of it. She wanted to save the money she earned so that she could repay her brother's debt to Huangfu Jiang. However, if he wanted to buy a breakfast shop, he had to pay at least 15,000 yuan as a store fee. Long Xiangjue didn't want to tell her haggard and sick mother about her plan, nor did she want to tell her sad father. She wanted to find a way to raise the funds herself so that she could open the breakfast shop in a short period of time and earn a salary in exchange for hard work.
Of course, Long Xiangjue did not tell Jin Xiaochuan about his plan, even though Jin Xiaochuan was no longer unfamiliar with it. After experiencing pain and regret, his mind was no longer as simple as before. She could read Jin Xiaochuan's mind. However, her heart was on the other side of the river. Her heart was on his other side. Although she had never ignored Jin Xiaochuan, her heart had never stayed on him for a moment. There were too many doubts in his heart that others could not understand.
In the hazy night, under the hazy starlight, one could vaguely think about it in the midst of melancholy. Is it thinking about the next station, or when the soul can rely on the port?
Sorrow and pain were left for himself, but fortunately, he had the heart. Fortunately, in the march of youth, there was a sudden brake, so that youth did not get involved in the river of night. No, it was a waterfall, sliding from the thicket to the abyss. Shi Xinghai was ultimately a black mark that allowed her to understand life. The heart that was once open was tightly shut, as stubborn as marble, no longer easily opened up.
She neither hated nor favored Jin Xiaochuan, just like a familiar wind that existed inadvertently. Although Jin Xiaochuan had touched her before, her heart was like an ancient well that no longer rippled.
Her brother Long Anping's suffering gripped her heart tightly. Her brother, Long Anping, was once her pride, her entire family's pride, and her pride. She didn't understand what her brother, Long Anping, had done, but she only knew that he had a kind heart, which only his brother, Long Anping, truly possessed. Even though his brother Long Anping had been tortured again, his once beautiful pursuit was still shining in his heart.
Long Xiangjue missed him so much that she avoided Jin Xiaochuan in her series of plans.
Long Xiangjue did not know that he was being followed by Jin Xiaochuan.
The taxi was moving in the rhythm of the mountain wind, as if telling the people in the car how leisurely the night was.
Jin Xiaochuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat of another taxi that followed Long Xiangjue, stared at the taxi in front of him without blinking. There was someone he cared about there. Although his heart was temporarily closed, his soul was chasing after his dreams and did not let him feel sleepy at all.
The two taxis arrived at their destination one after another.
Long Xiangjue got out of the car and walked straight to the place she wanted to go.
Jin Xiaochuan stuck his head out of the car window and took a glance. The poor Jin Xiaochuan was instantly dumbfounded.
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