There are many monts of heart fluttering in this world, but not every heart flutter can turn into love.
It’s like going shopping for clothes; you might fancy a piece of clothing, like it very much, and it suits you well, but you may ultimately give up buying it because it’s too expensive, or you don’t like the color, or it turns out useless after purchase.
Xie Xin thought, there’s not only one man in this world; what Han Shaojing can’t give her, she will find soone who can give her everything she wants.
Instead of gaining nothing in the end through persistent obsession, it’s better never to have had it at all.
Xie Xin said, "Mr. Han, I hope we don’t end up not even being friends!"
Han Shaojing looked at Xie Xin almost in disbelief, and then slowly, slowly, let go of his hand.
Xie Xin quietly took a deep breath, her finger joints tightened, and then she turned away and walked past Han Shaojing.
...
That night, Han Shaojing drank too much; over the years, how many tis had he indulged in alcohol because of a few won?
The unforgettable one was Xiaoyue, the illusionary one was Han Qing, and now he thought he had t true love, but it turned out to be just a dream he had made himself.
Lying alone in his room, he began to question himself: what exactly is Xie Xin to him now?
From the first mont he saw her, when she walked in with Chang Linsheng, smiled gently, and greeted them graciously, he felt there was a charm about her, quite captivating.
He believed this attraction wasn’t just towards him; it was for everyone, surely.
Just like the countless won in H City who loved Lu Yinchu.
But now, he felt it was different because he had sensed pain.
Lu Yinchu got married to Nanxi; countless won in C City felt helpless, regretted, sighed, saddened, but they definitely wouldn’t feel pain.
Yet, he felt pain.
He had t Xie Xin a few tis, intentionally or not; it’s strange, even though there were only a few tis, he rembered each one clearly.
This, is caring, isn’t it?
He rembered when Chang Linsheng planned to propose to Yang Su.
They acted as penguins, and he kept an eye on her.
Mostly because most participants were in pairs, while Xie Xin and he were among the few single individuals at a closer age.
This is how he explained it to himself.
At that ti, Xie Xin was quiet, afraid everyone would feel stuffy inside the penguin headgear, so she bought water for them all; he smiled and said, "Sit down; I’ll distribute it," when he took the water she handed over.
Thus, he helped her distribute the remaining water.
He also learned that soone in the legal circles had pursued Xie Xin, but she generally turned them down; when asked why, her answer left them helpless.
She said she didn’t have plans for love at the mont.
Actually, when thinking of this, Han Shaojing would slightly smile, feeling that Xie Xin was like a young girl of seventeen or eighteen, using schoolwork as an excuse to reject others.
Feeling, quite cute.
And those dreams, during his ti abroad, he actually had them several tis.
Previously, he couldn’t explain these occurrences but now, without any doubt of the reason, he had fallen in love with Xie Xin.
Xie Xin said, since no great harm has been caused yet, to let go of each other. But now, how could he let go?
Let go once, twice, would there be a third ti?
No, he certainly wouldn’t allow it.
Only, what should he do?
...
When Xie Xin returned ho, it was around ten-thirty at night; her mother hadn’t slept, and upon seeing her, especially slling the scent of alcohol on her, she imdiately frowned, "You drank, didn’t I tell you that drinking hurts the body, hurts the body!"
Xie Xin didn’t want to listen to her mother’s nagging, so she casually explained a bit and then went upstairs.
Her mother said behind her, "Rember to shower before sleeping, I’ll make hangover soup for you!"
"No need mom, I took hangover dicine on the road, it’s late, you should sleep early!"
Not wanting her almost sixty-year-old mother to worry about her anymore.
As she was about to enter her room, she noticed a shadow, her steps halted, and she glanced over.
That person was Xie Jiale; Xie Jiale greeted her, "Hey, sis, you’re back!"
Xie Xin said nothing, pushed open the door, and stepped inside.
Xie Jiale was completely puzzled, quickly darted back to his room.
Then, he picked up his phone and dialed a number; the call was quickly answered on the other end.
"Hello? Future brother-in-law, my sister is back; she has a cold deanor, I just greeted her but she ignored , how does she look? Not very good, a bit disheveled, but overall fine, not as bad as you think!"
"Don’t worry, I’ll be living at ho during this ti, I’ll keep an eye on her for you! Yeah, okay, brother-in-law, you also sleep, I’m hanging up!"
Xie Jiale hung up the call with satisfaction, then jumped onto his bed, ready to sleep.
Today, he had returned because Han Shaojing called him; when he got back, his sister Xie Xin hadn’t returned yet; he’d waited until now.
He always felt there was so problem between the two of them, but he couldn’t pinpoint the exact issue.
Forget it, whatever the problem is, he’ll do his best to help.
Han Shaojing, he personally "tested," feeling assured he’d definitely bring happiness to his sister.
...
The next day, Han Shaojing went to work; because he didn’t sleep well last night, he felt a bit tired.
On the way, he received a call from his assistant, who said that a project binding they had been vying for was agreed to be signed by the other party.
Han Shaojing listened and calmly said "Hmm," then hung up, leaving the assistant on the other end dumbfounded for a while.
Over here, Han Shaojing slightly smiled; could it really be true, as others say, losing in love, gaining in the mall?
The company secured a big contract, Han Baobao also returned, which drastically compressed Han Shaojing’s personal ti, leaving no room to worry about other things.
However, he thought maybe both of them needed ti to calm down at the mont; what he needed to strive for was actually an opportunity, an opportunity to understand Xie Xin.
Otherwise, everything is futile.
Thus, Xie Jiale often sent ssages or talked with him on the phone, informing him of Xie Xin’s affairs, essentially calling or texting whenever he thought of sothing.
Han Shaojing used these to delve into the elusive Xie Xin he said he didn’t know.
And from what he understood from Xie Jiale, Xie Xin’s life was almost filled with work, leaving hardly any ti for dating or talking about boyfriends; Bi Lang hadn’t appeared again.
After nearly a month of continual busyness, Han Baobao’s sumr vacation ended, and she was about to leave the country; she said she didn’t need him to see her off.
Han Shaojing cherished, loved, doted on, and spoiled this sister, but in the world he protected, she suffered unimaginable harm.
Han Shaojing couldn’t forgive himself truly.
Han Baobao said, "Brother, I’m not young anymore; look at Nanxi, Yang Su, Lan Qiqi, they’re almost the sa age as , now they’re all married, so even mothers, what are you worrying about?"
After a pause, she said again, "Brother, I will inevitably grow up, you can’t protect forever!"
This sentence tugged painfully at Han Shaojing’s heart.
He reached out and embraced Han Baobao, quietly expressing, "I’m sorry."
Han Baobao cried sadly in his arms; she didn’t bla anyone, not even Han Qing, not even the two n who hurt her.
She just regarded all this as a part of the necessary experience of growing up, even if it was unbearable, it helped her mature.
That day, Han Shaojing had his assistant accompany Han Baobao in leaving; he sent them to the airport, and before leaving, Han Baobao said, "Brother, my plan is, I’ll co back around this ti next year!"
"Hmm." Han Shaojing nodded, "A very good plan.
"And brother, keep going, get sister-in-law quickly; it’s almost September, don’t let us wait too long, I hope you give another reason to return, like, you’re getting married!"
Han Shaojing continued to nod, with a smile on his lips, but sothing surged in him, making his nose tingle.
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