Suo Qingjun Chapter 68

Get to know each other

The remaining warmth from the morning meal was still gathering on the edge of the lunch box. Qing Fengan put the last glass of warm milk into Jin Xianling’s hand. Her fingertips inadvertently touched his slightly cold fingertips, and she subconsciously curled her knuckles – they had only been in this world for half a month, and the tenderness that accompanied them day and night was a bit raw and tentative. Even such a simple touch could make the two of them feel a slight warmth in their hearts.

“Drink slowly, don’t choke.” Qing Feng’an’s voice was warm, like the morning light falling on his shoulders. He stretched out his hand to brush away a bit of icing sugar stuck to the corner of Jin Xianling’s mouth, which Jin Xianling had touched when biting the bun. His movements were gentle and cautious.Jin Xianling lowered her eyes and looked at his well-joined fingers. The tips of her ears turned red quietly. She lowered her head and took a sip of milk. The warm sweetness slipped into her throat, diluting the coldness of the morning.

Xu Baiyan slumped on the sofa beside him, rubbing his chubby belly and moaning: “I’m exhausted. Feng’an, the milk you make is so delicious. Song Xu, why don’t you eat sweet tofu pudding? Jin Xianling bought it specially.”He shook his feet as he spoke, and the toes of his canvas shoes rubbed against Song Xu’s trouser legs. Song Xu glanced down at him, reached out and gently patted his feet away. His tone was still cold, but not at all impatient: “Sit tight and don’t move around.”

Xu Baiyan curled his lips, but sat upright obediently, but his eyes were still wandering, looking at Jin Xianling and Qing Fengan, and then at Song Xu, like a curious bird.The time he and Song Xu were together was a few days shorter than that of Jin Xian Ling Qing Feng’an. With his out-of-control temper, he always felt an inexplicable closeness to Song Xu, who was cold and taciturn, and he dared to make a fuss without restraint.

Qing Feng’an was packing the lunch boxes on the table, and when her fingertips touched the empty bowl of sweet tofu pudding, she couldn’t help but chuckle: “You hold a grudge, and you bought sweet tofu pudding to tease Song Xu.” Jin Xianling leaned against the dining table, rubbing the side of the milk glass with her fingertips, and said harshly: “Whoever teased him, just bought it on the way.” Even so, there was a bit of cunning hidden in his eyes.

When he and Qing Feng’an came into this world, there was a chaos. Song Xu and Xu Baiyan discovered them first and brought them back to this apartment.For half a month, four people crowded into a small apartment, stumbling to adapt to everything unfamiliar – Jin Xianling has a cold temperament, but knows little about many things in this world. Even mobile phone payment has to be taught by Qing Fengan; Qing Fengan looks gentle and transparent, and can face modern appliances and transportation.He was often confused, and even making porridge would almost burn the pot; although Song Xu looked cold, he seemed to be very familiar with the rules of this world, and silently helped them avoid many pitfalls; Xu Baiyan was like a little guide, chattering to them about street snacks and interesting places, but occasionally led them to get lost.

“The coach said that he will use new training equipment in the morning. Will you two… know how to use it?” Qing Feng’an walked to Jin Xianling and asked in a low voice, with a little worry in his eyes.The coach mentioned some new equipment yesterday, and it looked complicated in structure. He and Jin Xianling watched the online tutorial for a long time last night, but they were still confused.

Jin Xianling raised his eyes, met Qing Fengan’s worried gaze, reached out and patted his arm gently, and said in a firm tone: “With you here, there is nothing to be afraid of. If you really don’t know how to do it, just see how Song Xu does it, and just follow suit.” As he said this, he caught a glimpse of Song Xu looking down at his phone, as if he was checking something, probably looking at how to use new equipment.

As if aware of their gazes, Song Xu raised his eyes and said calmly: “I have saved the operation steps of the new equipment. I will read them later on the road. Don’t rush to the training ground.” After speaking, he handed over the phone. On the screen were clear step-by-step instructions, which were marked in great detail.

Qing Fengan took the phone, thanked her, and pulled Jin Xianling over to look at it.The two of them had their heads close to each other, shoulders touching, staring at the small screen together, tapping the diagrams with their fingers, and discussing in a low voice what they couldn’t understand.Jin Xianling’s finger pointed at the label of a button, and he frowned and asked, “What is this for?” Qing Feng’an moved closer, followed his fingertips, and said warmly: “It should be for adjusting the angle. Look at the instructions on the side, it says to adjust the range.”

Warm breath brushed against Jin Xianling’s ears, and his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. When he turned his head, he could see Qing Feng’an’s long eyelashes, casting shallow shadows under his eyelids. The tip of his nose lingered with the faint scent of soap locust from Qing Feng’an’s body, mixed with the smell of morning light, which made him feel particularly reassured.He suddenly felt that even in this strange world, even if he didn’t understand anything, as long as Qing Fengan was by his side, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Xu Baiyan came over, squeezed in between the two of them, held up the phone screen and yelled: “Let me have a look, let me have a look, hey, I know this! I saw the coach use it last time. You can switch modes by pressing this button. It’s super simple!” He gestured with his hands and almost knocked the phone off. Song Xu stretched out his hand to hold it steady, frowning slightly: “Don’t make trouble, let them see.”

Xu Baiyan stuck out his tongue and stood aside obediently, but he still couldn’t help but chirped to explain. Although he spoke confusingly and occasionally made mistakes, it made the originally dull atmosphere lively.Qing Feng’an listened attentively and occasionally asked him a few questions. Xu Baiyan was taken seriously and spoke more energetically. Even Song Xu occasionally spoke to correct his mistakes. His cold voice mixed with Xu Baiyan’s chirping was exceptionally harmonious.

When I packed up my things and went out, it was already past midnight, and the morning fog had completely dissipated. The sun was shining on the stone road in the community, and the petals of the osmanthus tree fell to the ground. They were soft when stepped on, with a faint fragrance.Qing Feng’an walked beside Jin Xianling, holding their training bags in her hands. From time to time, she turned her head and told Jin Xianling: “Follow me when you cross the road later. The cars in this world drive too fast, so don’t get distracted.”

Jin Xianling nodded and followed Qing Feng’an unconsciously. He looked at Qing Feng’an’s side face. The sun fell on the top of his hair, coating it with a light layer of gold. His usually gentle eyebrows were particularly dazzling in the morning light.He stretched out his hand and quietly held the corner of Qing Feng’an’s clothes, holding the soft fabric with his fingertips, as if grasping the only stability in this strange world.

Qing Feng’an noticed his movements, turned her head to look at him, with a gentle smile in her eyes, and gently held his hand with her backhand, interlocking their fingers.The two hands overlapped, Jin Xianling’s hand was slightly cold, and Qing Feng’an’s hand was warm. The warm temperature was transmitted from the fingertips, dispelling all the uneasiness.They walked behind, watching Xu Baiyan skipping ahead. Song Xu followed him, occasionally reaching out to hold him when he almost hit the railing on the roadside. There was a hint of imperceptible indulgence in his cold brows and eyes.

Xu Baiyan seemed to have discovered something, and turned around and winked at them: “Feng An Jin Xian Ling, you two are holding hands!” He winked at Song Xu, “Song Xu, Song Xu, please hold my hand too. There are cars on the road, I’m afraid.”

Song Xu glanced at him, but still reached out and gently held his wrist.Xu Baiyan immediately burst into laughter and skipped forward, his wrist held by Song Xu, walking steadily while humming a tuneless song.

The four figures stretched out in the morning light, and the two pairs of figures holding hands walked on the stone road covered with sweet-scented osmanthus, with raw tenderness and accompanying determination.

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