Chapter 3

In the evening, after Lin Jinse changed into her pajamas and just got into bed, there was an unhurried knock on the door and Zhang Qianhua's voice: "Xiao Jin, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Lin Jinse hurriedly responded, got off the bed, and opened the door for Zhang Qianhua.

Zhang Qianhua was holding a tray with a glass of milk on it.

"Drink milk before going to bed." Zhang Qianhua smiled at her.

"En." Lin Jinse turned sideways to let Zhang Qianhua in, and closed the door smoothly.

"Haven't you brushed your teeth yet?" Zhang Qianhua asked seeing Lin Jinse wearing pajamas with the quilt thrown back.

Lin Jinse had already brushed her teeth, but she replied: "Not yet."

"That's right, drink the milk before brushing and get a good night's sleep." Zhang Qianhua put the tray on the bedside table, took the milk and handed it to her.

Lin Jinse took it and pointed to the bed, "Auntie, sit down."

The aunt and nephew sat down, and Lin Jinse drank the milk obediently. Zhang Qianhua asked her, "Are you still used to it? Is there anything missing?"

"It's okay, nothing is missing."

"Well, that, if Ah Shi treats you badly, don't worry about it. He is because of me, definitely not against you." Zhang Qianhua looked at Lin Jinse and said bitterly.

Lin Jinse nodded, and couldn't help asking: "Auntie, you have been married to my uncle for five years, why is he still so hostile to you?"

When Zhang Qianhua was still studying, she often stayed at Lin Jinse's house for a while. According to Lin Jinse's understanding of her, with her EQ and IQ, it shouldn't be impossible for her to lose her stepson for so many years.

"Actually, the relationship between me and Ah Shi was quite good before. I joined your uncle's company after graduating from a master's degree. It took me 4 years from a low-level administrative staff to become your uncle's secretary., President's secretary..." Zhang Qianhua hasn't lived very comfortably these years, but she is a very cautious person, and she has never confided to those around her, and if she keeps it in her heart for a long time, she will inevitably want to find an outlet to vent.

Now that Lin Jinse asked, Zhang Qianhua would tell her about the past entanglements with Jian Lanyi and his son over the years.

After Zhang Qianhua became Jian Lanyi's secretary, it was inevitable that she would come into contact with his family members.When she met Jian Yishi for the first time, Jian Yishi was only 8 years old.His mother is a fencer and often goes out to compete and is away from home all year round, while Jian Lanyi is a workaholic and hardly stays at home.What happened in Jian Yishi's school required the participation of parents, almost all of them were Zhang Qianhua.

After going back and forth, Zhang Qianhua and Jian Yishi became acquainted, and got along quite happily, and even talked to her about any troubles.

It turned out that Jian Yishi's character when he was a child was not as paranoid and indifferent as he is now, on the contrary he was very sensible.

When Jian Yishi was 10 years old, the conflicts accumulated by Jian Lanyi and his wife over the years broke out, and the trouble reached the point of divorce.

Jian Yishi naturally didn't want her parents to separate, so she tried every means to save her and turned to Zhang Qianhua for help many times.Zhang Qianhua also tried her best to help him.

However, the estrangement and dissatisfaction between Jian Lanyi and his wife did not happen overnight, and everything they did was in vain.

In fact, Zhang Qianhua has been deeply attached to Jian Lanyi during the day and night with him. Although she knows that Jian Lanyi and his wife have different personalities and their marriage is not happy, she doesn't have any unbearable thoughts, and only secretly buries her love deeply in her heart.

Later, Jian Lanyi and his wife's marriage came to an end, and they agreed to divorce.

On the night when Jian Lanyi became single again, Zhang Qianhua came to his home to report to him on work. Jian Lanyi was depressed, so she opened a bottle of wine and asked Zhang Qianhua to have a drink with him.

They drank the bottle of wine together. Under the influence of alcohol, Zhang Qianhua mustered up the courage to confess to Jian Lanyi, and they kissed passionately.

But this scene was caught by Jian Yishi. Since then, he hated Zhang Qianhua to death, thinking that she was the bad woman who caused the breakdown of his parents' marriage, the most hypocritical bad woman in the world.

Lin Jinse thought to herself, if she was Jian Yi, she couldn't guarantee that she would not hate her.

"So no matter how Ah Shi hates me and doesn't want to see me, I don't complain, but if he wants to bully you, that's not okay. You must tell my aunt." Zhang Qianhua said.

Lin Jinse felt that Zhang Qianhua was worrying too much, and said, "Don't worry, auntie, how else can he bully me, it won't happen."

"Besides, since he and Jinnian were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, I won't care too much about him." Lin Jinse smiled.

Zhang Qianhua looked deeply at Lin Jinse, feeling a little dazed. Although she seemed to be doing well and even had a smile on her face, was it really so?When did her niece become so sensible and silent from an arrogant and willful young lady? It seems to have started since Jinnian's departure.

After Zhang Qianhua left, Lin Jinse brushed her teeth again and went to bed.

Leaning against the head of the bed, she sat blankly for a while, and gradually felt some warm liquid flowing from the corner of her eyes, she raised her hand to wipe it, and touched the water in the palm of her hand without any surprise.

These days, as long as she is alone, she will do this from time to time, tears streaming down inexplicably.

When she was in Nanxi, once she found that she was crying, she would wipe it off immediately, gritted her teeth, and tried her best to hold back the tears.

She can't cry, can't let grandpa know that she has cried, and can't make grandpa hate herself more.

Buzzing, buzzing, the phone next to the pillow vibrated suddenly.

Lin Jinse turned her head and saw that it was Song Qiaoyan calling. She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her tears with the back of her hand, took out a piece of paper, and blew her nose vigorously before answering the phone.

Song Qiaoyan is her neighbor's elder brother, two years older than her.The two grew up as childhood sweethearts, and they have always been brother and sister.

Until the age of 14, Jinnian left to save her from drowning. When she was most sad and mournful, it was Song Qiaoyan who silently accompanied her, guarded her, comforted her, and lent her her thin shoulders.

Probably from then on, Lin Jinse had a little more unexplainable affection for Song Qiaoyan.

Lin Jinse feels that Song Qiaoyan likes her, but he has never confessed his love to her explicitly. It has been 6 years now, and the window paper between them has never been broken.

On the first night after she heard the news of her parents' death, her grandfather passed out and was admitted to the hospital. When she went home to help him pack some toiletries, she couldn't bear it anymore and called Song Qiaoyan.

After Song Qiaoyan found out, he immediately said that he would immediately ask for leave and come back to accompany her.Lin Jinse did not refuse, at that moment she really longed for him to be by his side.

But in the end he didn't come back, and his manager Zhou Qing disagreed.

Song Qiaoyan studied in Nanxi Opera and learned acting. From his freshman year, under Zhou Qing's arrangement, he took on various supporting roles one after another. This year he is a senior, and Zhou Qing helped him take on a male lead role.

"Xiao Jin, I'm really sorry, I..." Song Qiaoyan was very guilty and kept apologizing on the phone.

Although Lin Jinse was disappointed, she comforted him: "It's okay, my aunt will come over, and Lisa, she will come back too. I know this movie is very important to you, so please do a good job and don't worry about me."

The phone rang for almost half a minute. Lin Jinse finally picked up the phone and softly called, "Brother Qiao Yan."

"Xiao Jin, are you feeling better?" Song Qiaoyan asked.

Lin Jinse said softly, "I'm coming to Beiling, and I will stay at my aunt's house for a while."

"Okay, take a good rest first, don't be sad, and don't think too much. I will ask the director for leave in a few days and come to see you." Song Qiaoyan said.

Lin Jinse didn't speak, she didn't dare to look forward to it, but couldn't help looking forward to it.She listened to Song Qiaoyan's gentle voice in silence, and the tears couldn't stop streaming down her face.

Lin Jinse bit her lip hard to stop her sobs.

"Qiao Yan, work has started!" A man's voice shouted from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, here we come!" Song Qiaoyan turned his head back to him, and then hurriedly said: "Xiao Jin, let's not talk about it, I'm going to start work, and I'll call you when I'm done."

Before Lin Jinse could speak, Song Qiaoyan had already hung up the phone.

Lin Jinse put down the phone slowly, and tears fell down like beads with a broken thread.

After a while, the quilt on the legs was already wet.

How could it not be sad?How could it be possible not to think wildly?Didn't he know that since Jinnian passed away, she has become sentimental and loves to think wildly?

Lin Jinse was really disappointed with Song Qiaoyan, but she really missed Song Qiaoyan, wanted him to be by her side, wanted to lean into his warm embrace, and cry wantonly, but she couldn't ask him to do anything, after all, there was nothing between them.no.

The grief and grievances of the past few days broke out completely. Lin Jinse bent her knees, hugged her, buried her head between her legs, and burst into tears.

Early in the morning, the birds outside the window were singing happily, and Lin Jinse woke up.

She rubbed her dry eyes, sat up, suddenly thought of something, hurriedly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and ran barefoot to the dressing table.

"Why is it swollen like this?" Lin Jinse looked at her eyes in the mirror, muttered to herself, couldn't help rubbing them again, feeling agitated and annoyed, she shouldn't have cried so wantonly last night, how can she see people like this?.

Lin Jinse bowed her head, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, Lin Jinse sat in front of the mirror, planning to press it with an air cushion to see if she could cover up the traces of her crying.

It's almost useless, her skin is too white and thin, and the marks are very obvious as long as she cries casually, let alone crying so hard like she did last night.

Forget it, just stay in the bedroom and don't go out.

Lin Jinse sighed, and when she picked up her mobile phone to edit WeChat, Zhang Qianhua called.

"Auntie." Lin Jinse picked it up.

"Jinse, are you awake? You can come down for breakfast in ten minutes." Zhang Qianhua said, and then there was a "squeak" sound on the phone, "I squeezed pear juice for you."

"Auntie, I don't feel well, and I don't want to come down for breakfast." Lin Jinse said.

"What's wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Zhang Qianhua stopped and asked nervously.

Lin Jinse hurriedly said: "No, I just didn't sleep well, and I want to sleep a little longer."

"Oh." Zhang Qianhua breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll bring you breakfast. You ate less yesterday, so you have to eat breakfast."

Lin Jinse obediently agreed, "Okay."

Lin Jinse yawned, she really didn't sleep well last night, now not only her eyes were dry, but her head was also aching, so she just got back under the quilt, which was a complete lie.

Just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was an unhurried knock on the door.

Boom boom boom.

Lin Jinse got off the bed, didn't bother to put on her shoes, walked to the door with bare feet, twisted the doorknob, and opened the door.

A burst of refreshing and clean smell hits the face, just like the smell of green bamboo after rain.

The goal was the boy's protruding Adam's apple, which was as sharp as a mountain, and then the mountain rolled.

Lin Jinse raised her head in a daze, and looked up bit by bit.

A smooth and cold jaw, a tall and straight nose bridge, soft and thin lips, and dark, deep and cold eyes, looking at her indifferently.

What is he?!

After Lin Jinse realized it, her face burned and she slammed the door shut.

Lin Jinse hurried back to the bed, put on her slippers, quickly pulled out a coat from the closet and put it on, zipped it up to the neck.

Then he ran back in a hurry and opened the door again.

There was no one outside the door, and the brown double-layer food box lay quietly on the wooden floor in the center of the door.

It was the one used to deliver meals to Jian Yishi last night.