Chapter 25 6

Qin Qing coughed awkwardly: "In a word, there is great slander for the reputation of the girl's family. I didn't think about it before and didn't maintain your reputation well. You will always marry in the future. If you know that you once lived with me, it may ruin your happiness.

How can it be so serious? Jinglian smiled and said, "You worry too much. I won't get married."

"It's nonsense again. No matter how strong a woman is, she must have a family and a man to rely on.

Home, man?

Jinglian smiled gently. No, she doesn't need these. She can't have this... Even if she can't go back to heaven, she is still a scattered fairy; she has a much longer life than mortals and will have an old face. How can I tell them at that time?

They will think that she was chased by a goblin.

When she thought of such a picture, she wanted to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Qing said, "Don't take my words seriously."

"Qin Qing, you think too much." She said, "Don't say that's not what I'm going to face now. Even if I do, you don't have to worry. The person I choose will definitely not care which man I once slept with! I'm a lotus flower that comes out of the mud!"

"..." Qin Qing was stunned and wanted to continue lobbying, but finally stopped talking. Only a few days later, he packed a few bags, "I rented a place for you."

Jinglian's eyes are round. Do you really want me to move?

"I'm for your own good." Qin Qing said, "I don't want them to slander you."

"What do they say!"

"How can a person live in the world and not care what others say? Have you ever heard of the public's mouthful of gold?

"No!"

Qin Qing pulled her and said, "Let's go. In the future, you will know that I am for your own good.

Jinglian doesn't know what's good at all. Are you going to face the empty room alone again? Can't eat the food he cooked and can't find someone to talk to?

She knew why she relied on Qin Qing so much. Because he beat her as the best person to treat her.

She misses his goodness and wants to have such warmth all the time.

Isn't that okay?

Follow him and go to the place he rented for her step by step. Qin Qing cleaned the independent courtyard. Although it was a little old, it was still much better than where he lived.

Qin Qing said, "You stay. Don't be afraid. There are many honest people living nearby. They know that a girl's family lives alone and will help you."

"Are you still coming?"

"Of course," Qin Qing smiled. "Don't look depressed. I didn't say no. I will come here often. Don't I have to take care of your meals?"

Jinglian nodded.

Qin Qing looked at her deeply: "When my career is successful, I..."

There was confusion in her clear eyes: "What are you?"

"Well, let's talk about it then."

"Oh." Jinglian believes that he will have that day. Qin Qing does not lack wit, but what he lacks is opportunity.

If a good person like him doesn't have a good fate, she will take care of her beard!

Chapter 28

It has been a year since spring and winter.

She seemed to be completely isolated from the sky, without any message, and no one came to her. Jinglian often looks at the sky and fantasizes that maybe the sea will come. Or, Bai Ying will come.

But there is none.

Maybe they have forgotten her?

friendship always can't stand the test of time. After a long time, they have their own needs. Who remembers her? However, she misses her lotus pond very much! Green top, white lotus seeds, miss the water unicorn of tiger head and tiger brain, miss... the cold and gentle sea.

"Are you staring at the sky again?" A dress was draped over her shoulder.

Jinglian looked back, and Qin Qing's face reflected in her eyes. He said, "The sky is too bright. Be careful."

"Oh."

She pulled her collar and said, "Why are you free today? Now you are a hot boss!"

"Is this so shabby for me?" Qin Qingqing smiled.

It has only been more than half a year, and he has changed a lot. The clothes are brand-new and clean, and there is a little more businessman on the body. The only thing that remains unchanged is that he treats her so well. Although her house is a little far away from him, he always prepares two meals a day for her, except when he really can't leave.

Half a year ago, he got 50 taels of silver lent by Jinglian. It happened that the emperor died, and the whole country was quiet. Qin Qing collected a lot of white cloth from everywhere, opened the cloth village, and made a profit in just a few days.

After that, he aimed at business opportunities and helped him accumulate a lot of wealth. Although he is not rich and noble, he has also got rid of the poor days in the past, and his "Shengyuanzhai" has a great momentum, and many dignitaries have gradually begun to appreciate his calligraphy and paintings; another restaurant is full of customers, and it is full of friends all day long; now he does not need to worry about his livelihood. Although writing and painting is used as a living tool, he is also happy. Rongrong.

He always felt that all this was like a dream. However, it has really come to his side, making him poor and no longer poor. He once thought it would take more time to reach its current state, but it was only more than half a year, and everything changed.

He attributed this to Jinglian.

She is his blessing!

For him who has no home, she is as amiable as a relative, and it is the tenderness hidden in his heart. If it hadn't been for her appearance and help, maybe he was still wandering on the road of food and clothing.

"What is there to see when you look at the sky all day?" Qin Qing followed the probe.

"I want to go back."

His eyes were deep, "Going back to your hometown?"

"Well," she smiled, "it's a pity that I can't go back."

"If you want to come back, I can send it to you."

Jinglian said no. He can't take her to the place she wants to go. Big boss, what are you doing here?

"Do you still need a reason to see? Besides, don't call me boss. I never position myself as a businessman.

"Yes, yes, you write and paint just for someone to appreciate." Jinglian understands the stubbornness in the bones of literati. In this environment that emphasizes agriculture and business, as a businessman, he is humble and has no status. Even if he has a lot of money, he is still inferior in front of others.

When Jinglian first came, she didn't understand why mortals had such ideas. When she was once a little goblin, no one looked down on her. She even thought that those who looked down on merchants must be jealous. Otherwise, why look down on businessmen?

"The weather is very good today. Why don't you go out for a walk?"

Jinglian nod, "It's okay."

"You see, you have lost a lot of weight. When the weather is fine, you should walk more. You can't help but feel weak. How can it be better in the future?"

Jinglian said, "Yes, Lord Qin! But you are still worried about yourself. Didn't you find that my body is strong? Does it taste good?

Qin Qing laughed, "You have a good appetite. There are new dishes in the restaurant. Let's taste it together for dinner.

"Good." Some eating is the happiest thing for her.

The climate in spring is changeable. When they went out, the weather was clear, but in a blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds. With a grand roar, the bean-big raindrops rolled down.

Qin Qing quickly pulled her to hide under the nearby eaves, but it was still too late to avoid it. Both of them were stained with raindrops on their hair. Qin Qing helped her pat the rain on her hair, and his hand touched her cheek. It was like being electrocuted. His palms were greedy for the soft warmth, and he was reluctant to leave for a long time.

No matter how dull Jinglian is, she also feels his strangeness. She raises her eyes and touches his eyes. Her eyes are as deep as the sea, and there is a strong affection. She lowered her head in awe, pretended to take his hand inadvertently, and patted the raindrops on his clothes. "What a heavy rain! No wonder people say that April is a baby's face, and it will change!"

"Yes." Qin Qing looked away and his heart beat like thunder. He just... is too overdue, isn't he?

The atmosphere is less rigid. Jinglian didn't know what to say. She didn't seem to have a special feeling about Qin Qing...?

She just felt very warm around him. She missed his good feelings for him. Isn't this too selfish?

Qin Qing's heart is struggling.

Say it or not?

If she doesn't agree... can they still be the same as before?

The rain swept in front of us, which was big and urgent. There were people everywhere holding their heads to avoid the rain, but only they stood under the eaves.

Jinglian couldn't help wondering, "Why don't they stand here?"

Qin Qing looked at the place where they stood when he heard the words. At first glance, he couldn't help laughing. He shook his head: "Well, let's go, too."

"Why?"

"This is an ancestral temple. I don't know who owns it. It's not good for us to stand in front of us."

"But it's raining heavily."

Qin Qing took off his coat and put it on their heads. Liao Sheng rushed forward. The water splashed the shoes and clothes, and the cold snow penetrated into the skin, making them tremble.

They finally ran to Jinglian's house, and they were soaked through. Qin Qing twisted the drops of water on his body, "I wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't expect to come back from the rain. Go and change your clothes. Don't catch a cold.

The rain-soaked clothes wrapped around her body, outlining her exquisite curves. Qin Qing didn't dare to look more. He quickly turned around and waited for her to change her clothes and come out. She said, "What should you do? Do you want me to lend you your clothes?"

"...You are wearing women's clothes. Can I wear them?"

"If you don't mind, you should be able to wear it," Jinglian said with her head side. "At most, I won't laugh at you."

Qin Qing shook his head: "Well, I'll take off my clothes and bake them, dry them before wearing them."

Jinglian sat by the window sill and wiped her hair. Her hair is dark and shiny, as long as her waist and buttocks, like a handful of seaweed draped over her shoulders, enchanting and colorful.

He is moved.

His throat rolled twice, and he focused on burning the stove to bake clothes. Hearing her mutter to herself, "It must be the water god who sneezed randomly. What's raining?"

The first sentence was vague. He didn't hear it clearly, but the second half of the sentence was true. He smiled and said, "It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the people who farm are looking forward to more rain."