Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 65 Let Everything Settle

He said, “Yes.”

Song Jinhe didn't say anything else, just said, "Let's go back."

After returning, they were together happily.

It has to be good.

"Okay." Chen Yucong agreed, but did not take action immediately.

He looked at Song Jinhe, with a hint of worry on his face. What was he worried about?
Of course, I was worried about Song Jinhe's legs.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Knowing that Song Jinhe might not be so happy, Chen Yucong still couldn't help but ask her.

"It's okay." Although it was a bit uncomfortable, it was still something Song Jinhe could bear.

"I'll carry you down the mountain." Chen Yucong knew that she must be feeling uncomfortable, so he made the decision directly.

Song Jinhe wanted to refuse, but when she looked at Chen Yucong, the words of refusal were stuck in her throat and she didn't know how to say it.

After staring at each other for two seconds, Song Jinhe agreed, "Okay."

Chen Yucong half-knelt down in front of Song Jinhe, waiting for the girl to lie on his back, then he carried her on his back and said, "Let's go."

Song Jinhe hugged Chen Yucong's neck and rested her cheek on the man's back. She suddenly felt very at ease, as if everything was settled.

Song Jinhe just thought, let everything be settled.

She closed her eyes, but tears still flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The distance down the mountain was not too far, but Chen Yucong took every step steadily. After all, he was carrying Song Jinhe on his back, and he would not let Song Jinhe get hurt.

During the meal, Chen Yucong deliberately tried to find a conversation, asking casually, "Are you going home to eat or eating out?"

"Let's go home." Song Jinhe said.

Chen Yucong asked again, "Do you want to rest at home in the afternoon or should I go out for a walk with you?"

"Don't you have to work?" Song Jinhe asked.

Chen Yucong said, "No need."

It is true that there are some work arrangements, but those tasks are not as important as Song Jinhe, especially after just experiencing a false alarm, he really wants to be with Song Jinhe now.

He could let others handle work matters and stay with Song Jinhe himself.

"That"

Song Jinhe didn't answer for a moment, but Chen Yucong was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

After a long while, Song Jinhe continued, "Then let's go out for a walk this afternoon."

Song Jinhe didn't have anything particular she wanted to do, but it was nice to go out for a walk. Since she had decided to let it go, she couldn't let herself stay like this.

"Okay." Chen Yucong agreed.

After reaching the foot of the mountain, Chen Yucong asked Song Jinhe to follow him. As for the car, he would let someone else drive it later.

Song Jinhe had no objection and got into Chen Yucong's car directly.

Song Jinhe's calf was aching at the moment. She endured the pain and didn't want to say anything more.

If it were before, Chen Yucong would definitely be unhappy and would have said something to Song Jinhe, but in the current situation, Chen Yucong couldn't say anything. As long as Song Jinhe was safe, it was fine.

I was just thinking at the end of this year that I should give Song Jinhe a good massage when I go back. The medicated oil I got from the old Chinese doctor in Gangcheng before seems to be quite useful.

When I got home, my aunt had already prepared lunch for me. She was a little anxious, but when she saw Song Jinhe, she hid her worries as if nothing had happened. "Ms. Song, Happy New Year." My aunt greeted me warmly. They hadn't seen each other for a while.

Song Jinhe agreed with a smile, "Happy New Year."

"Lunch is ready. Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. We have Miss Song's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch today." said the aunt.

Song Jinhe nodded, and then was pulled by Chen Yucong to wash her hands.

While eating, she didn’t know if it was because the taste was particularly similar to the sweet and sour pork ribs her mother made, or because Song Jinhe’s mentality had changed, or maybe because she was really hungry, but in any case, she finally ate a little more.

Chen Yucong saw this and was naturally happy.

But he said nothing to avoid putting pressure on Song Jinhe.

After the meal, the aunt cleared the dishes, and Chen Yucong pulled Song Jinhe to sit on the sofa, then took out the medicated oil and rubbed it on Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe was sitting on the sofa, and Chen Yucong was also sitting on the sofa, but one of Song Jinhe's legs was placed on Chen Yucong's thigh.

She looked at Chen Yucong who was holding the medicated oil and applying it to herself carefully. Her heart was filled with tenderness, yet also with indescribable bitterness.

The medicated oil has to be rubbed in vigorously to be effective. Song Jinhe couldn't help feeling a little pain at first, but she collected her thoughts and pursed her lips slightly.

Chen Yucong raised his eyes and glanced at Song Jinhe. He knew that she was not feeling well, but he did not stop. He just whispered, "Hold on."

"Yeah." Song Jinhe responded indifferently.

After a long while, Chen Yucong finally stopped. He pulled up Song Jinhe's trouser legs, and Song Jinhe then retracted her numb legs.

"Let's rest for a while." It was still early and they were not in a hurry to go out.

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Time goes by day by day, and the Spring Festival holiday is over.

Chen Yucong had more and more work to do, and Song Jinhe also started working.

Although Song Jinhe continued to work, she refused when Zhang Ting was about to help her get a new job.

"I won't answer it for now." Song Jinhe said.

Zhang Ting looked at Song Jinhe in bewilderment, not knowing what she meant. She didn't understand, so she asked directly, "Do you have any other plans recently?"

Song Jinhe had no intention of hiding her thoughts. Not being able to hide them was one thing, but Zhang Ting was her agent and also her friend, so she should have told Zhang Ting in advance.

"You know, I don't really like acting." Song Jinhe looked at Zhang Ting with a gentle and serious expression.

Zhang Ting realized that Song Jinhe might be about to say something very important, and her expression became serious. She first said "hmm", and then continued: "I know."

Song Jinhe really doesn't like acting very much, and she even doesn't like it.

At the beginning, she could no longer continue dancing, and her teacher happened to have an opportunity and recommended Song Jinhe.

At that time, Song Jinhe just wanted to prove that she was not a useless waste, so she accepted it without hesitation, and then just went with the flow.

I don’t like it very much, but it seems like a good thing if I can be liked by others.

But now Song Jinhe has new plans.

She could go do something else.

"So, I will probably fade out slowly. If you have suitable newcomers in the studio, you can sign two. You can still continue in this circle in the future." Song Jinhe had no plans to continue, but Zhang Ting had to.

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