Listen to what these two are chattering about.
Song JinXing sat up expressionlessly from the sofa and tidied up his pajamas a little.
Last time when Song Shuling had a concussion, she stayed here for a few days. For convenience getting in and out, she told Song Shuling the password to his apartment. Song Shuling was very happy about getting her brother's apartment password for a long time. She would occasionally buy a lot of things and come over to cook and eat together during her time off.
Zhong Ruanxing didn't remember this for a moment and only reacted now as he stood up and coughed, "This is YouYou sister whom you've met before." They had bumped into each other, so if he didn't explain this situation, it would be hard to get away with it. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "She is... um, my brother's girlfriend."
Song Shuling's eyes widened in shock, but after reacting, she didn't feel too surprised. After all, she had this guess after seeing them together last time.
Now that her brother took the initiative to admit it, she understood etiquette very well. Carrying the shopping bags, she walked over quickly, feeling a little nervous as she greeted, "Sister-in-law, I...I'm called Song Shuling, brother's younger sister..."
Ahhh help! What nonsense was she saying!
Song JinXing also felt this scene was bizarre. Other than being expressionless, he couldn't put on other expressions, "Hello."
Ah! Sister-in-law's temperament was so cold and powerful, she was a little scared of her!
Song Shuling twisted her fingers, not knowing what to say next. She looked to Zhong Ruanxing for help.
Zhong Ruanxing said, "Let me apply medicine for sister-in-law first, you can put the vegetables and fruits in the fridge."
The short-sleeved pajamas she bought for Song JinXing were for summer, for convenience applying medicinal wine. Now the exposed skin was full of bruises, and the air was full of strong medicinal wine smell. Song Shuling finally realized something was off and asked worriedly, "Sister-in-law, are you injured? What happened?"
Zhong Ruanxing explained, "Your sister-in-law is an actress, she's been practicing fighting scenes recently, it's nothing, don't worry."
Only then did Song Shuling feel relieved and went to stock the fridge.
She moved slowly, stealing glances back while putting things away. Brother was continuing to apply medicine for sister-in-law, with a very focused and earnest expression, his eyes full of deep, affectionate love.
Brother must really like sister-in-law.
Song Shuling felt a little happy for her brother. She knew about grandfather and grandmother urging brother to go on arranged dates. Now brother had found someone he liked, it was much better than those emotionless business unions.
But thinking about sister-in-law's always indifferent eyes, she felt a little worried again.
What if sister-in-law didn't like her? She had heard the relationship between sisters-in-law was difficult to handle. If sister-in-law didn't like her, would brother also...no longer be as nice to her as now?
Thinking this, Song Shuling suddenly felt an enormous panic well up in her heart.
She heard the two people behind her speaking in low voices, seemingly not wanting her to hear. Was it because she suddenly came and disturbed them, making sister-in-law unhappy?
She shouldn't have been so rash, she should have called first to ask.
Song Shuling's motions suddenly became much quicker. She rapidly put the vegetables and fruits she brought into the fridge, then picked up the discarded packaging trash and walked to the door, "Brother, sister-in-law, I'm leaving first!"
Zhong Ruanxing exclaimed, "Why leave as soon as you got here? Wait until we finish applying medicine, I'll have my driver take you back."
Song Shuling had an obedient smile on her face, "No need, your driver brought me here. I just came to deliver the fruits, I'll go home after delivering them. I still have work tomorrow. Sister-in-law, I'm very happy to meet you today! Next time we'll have a chance to eat out, my treat."
Song JinXing nodded, "Mm, be safe on the road."
Song Shuling left rather hurriedly. Song JinXing didn't notice anything off, he was always insensitive to emotions. Only Zhong Ruanxing watched the gently closed door and frowned slightly.
After finishing applying medicine and massaging for a while, Song JinXing felt his body become much more relaxed.
Nightfall came outside the window, the room quiet yet comfortable. Zhong Ruanxing went to wash the fruits and came back. The two sat on the sofa eating fruit and reading the script. Zhong Ruanxing was a veteran actress with far richer acting experience than him.
While Song JinXing could play cold, ruthless roles relying on his innate disposition, Zhong Ruanxing could use her consummate acting skills to portray characters completely different from her own personality.
Reading the script with him and acting opposite him, she could give him much more guidance on every line and expression.
Seeing Boss Song listening attentively, Zhong Ruanxing felt extremely proud and satisfied.
Turned out she also had things to teach this school king!
This time she finally didn't lose!
Not until their bedtime did Zhong Ruanxing stop the acting lesson. Stifling a yawn, she asked him, "Do you want to sleep in your own room?"
Song JinXing shook his head, "You sleep, I'll go to the guest room."
Zhong Ruanxing said indifferently, "Actually your bed is so big it can fit two people."
Song JinXing was taken aback, looking at her with complex emotions.
Seeing his expression, Zhong Ruanxing burst out laughing, "What, are you still worried if we sleep together I'll do something to you? If in this world a man and woman spend a whole night sleeping in the same bed without anything happening, not even kissing or touching, this man and woman can only be us."
Who would be sexually interested in their own body!
Song JinXing couldn't think of a rebuttal for the moment. Finally he only said in a low voice, "Two people sleeping will be uncomfortable, hurry to sleep."
Zhong Ruanxing was indeed a little sleepy. She waved to him, "You know where the blankets are, make your own bed."
Song JinXing nodded, "Good night."
After she went upstairs, he sat in the living room for a while longer. In the past he would also often sit in this spot late at night, gazing at the garden outside. He didn't feel happy or sad, he didn't even feel lonely.
He just looked blankly at the stars occasionally blinking in the night sky, his thoughts seeming to be on pause as he sat until dawn.
But now, in the same spot at the same time, sunk into the soft sofa, it was like sinking into the warm, soft embrace of clouds. He was thinking about what breakfast to make for her tomorrow.
After some unknown amount of time passed, a shout suddenly came from upstairs, "Song JinXing, why aren't you asleep yet?"
That voice passed through layers of walls, not very clear, but entering his ears so distinctly.
Song JinXing felt a little amused and used the same way to respond, "Going to sleep now."
She shouted again, "I can see the living room light is still on! Liar, go to sleep!"
He finally stood up to turn off the warm lamp.
The next day when Zhong Ruanxing got up and went downstairs, several breakfast dishes were already laid out on the table. There was pumpkin porridge, pan-fried soy sauce eggs, sausage sandwiches, steamed egg custard and sweet potatoes.
Zhong Ruanxing exclaimed in disbelief, "Mr. Snail, how did you make so many breakfast dishes?"
Song JinXing didn't comment on being called "Mr. Snail." He told her solemnly, "To showcase my cooking skills."
Zhong Ruanxing laughed hard.
