Chapter 63

Shen Zhao was stunned when he heard the girl's voice. The voice was very nice, with a clean tone. Although there were only two words, it was like two notes struck on a piano key, noble and elegant.

She lost her temper, thinking that Song Ling had returned, but suddenly a stranger appeared.

Out of courtesy, Shen Zhao asked her, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Xiang Jin stood there, the corners of her mouth raised slightly. She was born with smiling lips. Even when there was no expression on her face, those lips would be raised slightly upwards, and she was born with closeness.

Her eyes were firm, she swept to Shen Zhao, and said softly, "I'm Song Ling's sister, you can call me Ah Jin."

Shen Zhao was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Song's mother came back before, and once mentioned that Song Ling did have a younger sister.

It's just that she doesn't know if they are the same mother.

Song Ling never mentioned it to her.

Shen Zhao was a little uneasy for a while and didn't know how to get along with her. She looked at the face in front of her and only felt kindness for no reason. She politely replied, "Hello Ah Jin, I'm Song Ling's... friend. "

After a brief pause, he only referred to him as "friend".

Listening to her words, Xiang Jin casually hooked her lips. She stepped down the stairs and walked towards the people downstairs.

"Sit down, my sister should still be at the company and will be back later."

Shen Zhao stood blankly at the door. For a while, the air was filled with a vague atmosphere. Her advance and retreat seemed out of place. Song Ling did not come back. She was like an outsider in front of this so-called "Sister Song Ling". .

After hesitating, the phone in the bag suddenly rang.

Shen Zhao hurriedly lowered his head and saw the incoming call on the phone screen, showing Song Ling.

She raised her head, looked at the girl in the room, smiled and said, "I'll... go out and answer the phone first."

Xiang Jin pulled his lips, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Shen Zhao didn't enter the room, he turned around and went out to answer the phone.

"Hey."

"Is the exam over?" A warm voice came from the phone. After Song Ling finished the meeting, she saw the missed call on her mobile phone and quickly called her back.

Shen Zhao hummed softly and said, "I finished the exam in the morning, and I spent an afternoon in the library in the afternoon."

Song Ling picked up the coat and jacket on the back of the chair, turned around and was about to leave, while walking: "Are you still at school? I'll pick you up and take you to the hospital..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Zhao interrupted her and said in a low voice, "No, I'm back. Your sister..."

Song Ling heard the soft voice on the phone, her expression suddenly stunned, her footsteps stopped, she stood by the door, quietly listening to the silence for a moment on the other end of the phone.

Shen Zhao continued: "Your sister is back, she is at home."

Song Ling's drooping fingers folded together, "Have you met?"

Shen Zhao responded and said, "Well, you don't seem to have ever mentioned her to me."

Song Ling: "She has been studying abroad in the early years and does not live in China."

Shen Zhao said lightly: "Is that so..."

The voice on the phone was a little cold. don't know if it was her illusion. She vaguely felt that Song Ling did not have a good relationship with her sister, and maybe it wasn't her own sister. They were not born by a mother. No contact for a long time.

"Is your sister easy to get along with?" Shen Zhao suddenly pursed her lips and asked her with a smile.

Song Ling was thinking about why Xiang Jin would come back suddenly. The period ended as promised earlier, more than three months earlier...

There was a faint panic in her heart, and she didn't pay attention to Shen Zhao's words, and asked in a trance, "What?"

Shen Zhao smiled, "I said, is your sister easy to get along with? I don't know what to say to her, it's embarrassing."

"I'm going back now." Song Ling pushed open the door and went out. When Ji Mingshu saw her coming out, he quickly got up and walked over.

Hanging up the phone, Song Ling had a solemn expression on her face. She looked at Ji Mingshu, as if she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly asked her, "Did Xiang Wanhua call?"

Ji Mingshu was also stunned for a while, and saw that her face was not very good-looking. Xiang Wanhua was Song Ling's stepmother, and the relationship between the two was usually not harmonious. Song Ling never answered her phone in person. , and just contact Song Ling's secretaries first.

Ji Mingshu pursed the corners of his lower lips and said truthfully: "Yes, I called in the morning. I said you were in a meeting, and she hung up the phone."

Song Ling frowned, Xiang Wanhua should have known earlier, but neither of them told her.

Leaving the office, Song Ling walked towards the parking lot and drove back to the villa.

Along the way, Song Ling was in a daze, her thoughts were confused, and she didn't know what to worry about first.

What was the original intention, no one knows better than herself, now that Xiang Jin is back, what is Shen Zhao?

Step on the accelerator, and the speed of the car increases involuntarily.

When we got back to the villa, it was already six o'clock.

The car was not parked in the garage, but only at the gate outside the yard.

Opening the door and entering the house, Song Ling just walked into the entrance when he looked up and caught a glimpse of the girl standing on the balcony on the second floor.

She was only fifteen years old when she left, and even though she hadn't seen her for nearly nine years, she could still recognize her at a glance. She might have changed a bit, but her eyes had never changed.

Xiang Jin stood by the railing of the stairs on the second floor, looking down at the person at the door downstairs.

She is still the same as in memory, with a cold and indifferent surface, and she is not happy and angry, and it is always impossible for people to guess what she is thinking.

But one thing, she can confirm.

In Song Ling's heart, she will always exist.

When she left back then, she made a bet that Song Ling would take her to heart.

Sometimes, time is not a terrible thing, it will not make those things gradually fade away, on the contrary, it will make those past deeper, the longer the time, the more firmly those memories are engraved in the bones.

Standing in the kitchen, Shen Zhao heard the sound of the door opening, looked up subconsciously, but saw the person in front of him, his eyes fixed on the upstairs, and he stood there motionless.

She called her softly: "Song Ling..."

Song Ling heard Shen Zhao's voice, and then she regained her senses. She turned to look at the kitchen, but for a moment, she could no longer look directly into her eyes.

Those eyes were too similar, so similar that she suddenly felt absurd.

Song Ling didn't look at her, turned to look at Xiang Jin upstairs, and asked her in a low voice, "When did you come back, why didn't you tell me?"

Hearing her words, Xiang Jin pursed a sweet smile. She turned and went downstairs, rushed to her side, looked up at her, and smiled, "I want to give you a surprise."

Song Ling stared at her, looking at this face with unbridled eyes. Probably because she ran too fast just now, she was breathing a little, her small face was covered with a touch of lavender, and even her lips were purple.

She will always be tolerant and pampered towards her.

Song Ling stared at her slightly uncomfortable face, frowned unconsciously, and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry, is there any discomfort?"

Xiang Jin was not in good health. In that accident, she was the one who was shot for her life.

The bullet, which penetrated her chest, was only half a minute away from her heart, and almost killed her.

Xiang Jin smiled: "It's alright, I can handle this amount of activity."

Her heart is not good, so she can't exercise too much. Even if she climbs a stair, she will gasp for a while, so her face often has an unhealthy purple color.

In the distance, Shen Zhao looked at the two people who were gossiping at home. She looked a little stunned. She took off her apron, turned around and walked over, and shouted again: "Song Ling..."

Maybe she was too sensitive, she thought that their relationship was not good, looking at it now, it seemed that she was the extra person.

Song Ling turned her head to look at her, and responded softly.

Xiang Jin also turned to look at her, and deliberately stood on tiptoe beside Song Ling's ear and asked, "Sister, is she your girlfriend?"

Although it was a whisper, Shen Zhao could hear it clearly.

She was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously caught a glimpse of Song Ling, Song Ling also looked at her, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Yes, her name is Shen Zhao."

Xiang Jin stared at Shen Zhao's face without blinking, the smile seemed to be fixed on her face semi-permanently, and sometimes it was not even clear whether she was smiling or not.

"I know, we just met," she said softly.

Shen Zhao and Xiang Jin looked at each other. She looked at those eyebrows and suddenly wondered why she thought she was close, because their eyebrows and eyes were very similar.

She held her lips, feeling a different kind of emotion in her heart.

Can't tell, don't know.

Song Ling turned her head, looked at her again, and asked, "Does Aunt Xiang know you're back?"

Xiang Jin hummed and said, "I know."

Song Ling lowered his eyes, nodded and said, "Well, I'll ask Ming Shu to take you back."

Xiang Jin pursed his lips, hesitated, then raised his head and asked, "Can I live with my sister?"

Song Ling paused for a while and said, "Aunt Xiang hasn't seen you for a long time. She misses you very much. You should still live with her." After speaking, she took Shen Zhao's hand, but she still said to Xiang Jin, "I still have something to do here. You just returned to China. You have to adapt to it for a while. If you have any needs, you can tell Aunt Xiang directly."

Xiang Jin lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the hands of the two of them, and there was a hint of surprise in his expression, and then he pursed his lips and agreed, "Okay."

Song Ling turned his head and asked Shen Zhao, "Is the soup ready?"

Shen Zhao looked at her: "Well, okay."

"Go to the hospital."

Shen Zhao: "Okay."

Shen Zhao turned around to get the healthy soup that had been cooked in the kitchen, and the two greeted Xiang Jin and left.

Song Ling walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned around, asking her, "By the way, how did you get in?"

Xiang Jin looked calm and smiled back at her: "Sister, have you forgotten? I have the key to the villa on me. Besides, I don't have a key, and I also have a password."

Song Ling stared at her for a moment of silence. Time had passed so long, and some trivial things were even forgotten by her.

She hummed lightly, didn't say anything, turned around and left with Shen Zhao.

Xiang Jin looked at the two who were leaving, the smile on his face was no longer, replaced by an indifferent coolness.

She knew about Shen Zhao's existence early on, but she didn't take it to heart.She did not graduate until June, but... she was a little impatient waiting.

Things deviate from the direction, she can not continue to sit still.

In her world, the word "sit and die" never existed, never before, and never will be.She could use her life to win her place in Song Ling's heart, but what else was there?