Suo Qingjun Chapter 82

take home

By the time everything was put away, night had crept in, and the street lights were on one after another, reflecting the warmth of the flower shop’s glass windows.Qing Feng’an took off the key on the wall, looked back at the sleeping fullness, and finally gently bent down and took the kitten wrapped in cotton into her arms.

The little guy nuzzled in his arms and fell into a deeper sleep without even making a sound. His little paws gently hooked the fabric of his clothes, looking completely trusting.

He turned off most of the lights in the store, leaving only a night light at the door. He gently closed the glass door and locked it with a click.The evening wind blew past the wishing tree, the red rope rang softly, and the fragrance of flowers followed him all the way in the dusk.

Qing Feng’an held the soft little life in her arms and walked slowly towards the apartment.It has been a while since he traveled to this strange world. From being at a loss at first, he has gradually become accustomed to the busy traffic and tall buildings. There are people around him like Song Xu and Xu Baiyan who treat him sincerely, and… Jin Xianling is always watching over him.

When she thought of Jin Xianling, the corners of Qing Feng’an’s lips unconsciously curved into a faint smile.

As soon as I walked downstairs to the apartment, I saw a familiar black figure standing under the street lamp.Jin Xianling had been waiting for an unknown amount of time. When she saw him coming back, her tense eyebrows instantly softened, and she quickly stepped forward to greet him. Her eyes first fell on the little ball of fur in his arms, and then back on his face. There was a hint of imperceptible grievance in her tone: “Master, why are you back? I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

“The store was a little busy, and we picked up a little guy.” Qing Feng’an said in a gentle voice, looking down at the baby in her arms.

Jin Xianling reached out and took the bag from his hand naturally, keeping her other hand carefully guarded by his side, fearing that he would be unstable while holding the cat.The two walked into the apartment building together, and the elevator slowly rose. In the small space, the only sounds left were each other’s breathing and the subtle purring of the kitten.

Opening the door to the apartment, a lively sound immediately came from inside.

“Qing Feng’an is back!” Xu Baiyan jumped up from the sofa holding the tablet, his eyes lit up, “Wow – what are you holding in your arms? It’s furry!”

Song Xu also walked out of the kitchen, wiped his hands, and said with a gentle smile: “You’re back? Just in time, dinner has just been heated.”

Qing Feng’an walked into the living room holding the kitten, and the warm yellow light filled the room. Jin Xianling followed him, took the coat he took off, and hung it up carefully.

“The little kitten I picked up in the backyard looked pitiful, so I brought it back.” He gently placed the kitten wrapped in cotton cloth on the sofa. The little guy’s eyes were squinted by the light. His golden eyes timidly swept around, but did not hide. He just leaned closer to Qing Feng’an’s hand.

Xu Baiyan immediately came over, his eyes were bright, and he didn’t dare to reach out and touch him. He only exclaimed in a low voice: “So small and cute! What’s your name?”

“It’s full.” Qing Feng’an gently touched the top of its head with her fingertips, “I hope it will eat well every time and be stable year after year.”

Song Xu smiled and nodded: “It’s good. We will have another little member in our apartment from now on. I’ll get a shallow dish, pour some water, and find a piece of soft cloth to build a nest for it.”

Jin Xianling squatted silently next to Qing Fengan, looking at the kitten with a bit of possessiveness in her eyes. Due to Master’s presence, she had to endure it and whispered in his ear: “Master likes it, so I will protect it too.”

Qing Feng’an turned her head to look at him, with a soft light in her eyes, and said softly “Hmm”.

Xu Baiyan was chattering to the side and talking about interesting things during the day. Song Xu was busy in the kitchen, making a crisp sound when the bowls and chopsticks were touched lightly. Jin Xian Ling’an was quietly watching beside him, and the kitten in his arms purred comfortably.

In the strange world that we have traveled through, there are no fairy gates or disputes, but there are lights, fireworks, and people who accompany us day and night.

After dinner, Xu Baiyan quickly put away the dishes, and Song Xu also joined hands with him very discerningly. One washed the dishes and the other wiped the table. The movements were tacit and brisk. After a while, the kitchen returned to tidiness and cleanliness. Only the warm yellow floor lights left in the living room dimmed softly in circles. Mixed with the aroma of freshly used food, they dispersed into a light and reassuring smoke.Jin Xianling naturally sat next to Qing Fengan, her long legs crossed casually, but her back straight. Her eyes were glued to him, even the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with exclusive softness, as if no one could take her away, and no one could get close to her.

Qing Feng’an looked helpless and amused by him. She raised her fingertips slightly and patted the back of his hand on his knee. The force was as light as a feather, which was a silent comfort.Jin Xianling’s heart trembled slightly at this touch, and the tips of her ears turned red quietly, but her face remained sullen, and she couldn’t even hide the smile in her eyes.

Xu Baiyan slumped on the other end of the sofa holding a soft cloud pillow, his fingers slowly clicking on the remote control to change channels, the light and shadow on the screen flowed, and his voice was deliberately kept soft, for fear of disturbing the timid kitten who had just arrived in its new home.The kitten named Bangpan had eaten and drank enough, and gradually became more courageous. He first tentatively took two steps beside the sofa, looking around with his round eyes, and then climbed up gently along Qing Feng’an’s loose trouser legs. His little paws pulled at the fabric, and moved little by little to his lap. He found the softest and warmest place, and immediately curled up into a fluffy little fur ball. He closed his eyes and fell asleep, not even bothering to move his beard.

Qing Feng’an’s body stiffened slightly, and then he slowly relaxed. His fingertips covered the kitten’s soft back very lightly, and he followed the fur step by step. His movements were so gentle that he even breathed a little lighter, for fear of disturbing the little life on his legs.He used to only accompany plants, trees and spiritual beasts in the fairy mountain, but now he is holding such a soft kitten, and his heart feels softer than ever before.

Jin Xianling looked at the little ball of fur on her legs that had taken her place, and her eyes darkened slightly. She stared at Suanwan with resentful eyes, feeling silently resentful in her heart, but she did not dare to show it too obviously in front of her master. She could only quietly move closer to Qing Fengan, and put her arms lightly on the back of the sofa. It seemed casual, but in fact, she half circled the person around her, as if she was silently declaring her sovereignty.

Song Xu came over with four cups of warm milk that was lightly steaming, and placed them on the small table in front of everyone. Seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but smile, and quietly sat down on the other side. He took the thin blanket hanging on the armrest and gently placed it between the crossed legs of several people, carefully tucking the corners.

“It’s cold at night, don’t freeze.” His voice was gentle, like warm water flowing through his heart.

Xu Baiyan responded vaguely with a straw in his mouth, staring at the picture on the TV with bright eyes, and occasionally let out a small exclamation. His voice was soft, lively but not noisy, and it just made the living room more lively.

The living room was quiet, with only the gentle background sound from the TV, the subtle and even purring of the kitten, and the steady and soothing breathing of the four people intertwined into a reassuring sound.The night was dark outside the window, the lights on the tall buildings were like stars, and the sound of cars was faint in the distance, but the house was warm and cozy, as if it was isolated from all the hustle and bustle.

Qing Feng’an lowered her head and looked at the sleeping man on her lap, turned her head and glanced at Jin Xianling beside her, who was looking at her intently, and then looked at Song Xu and Xu Baiyan opposite who were occasionally chatting and laughing in a low voice. A soft feeling of stability slowly spread in her heart. She had never felt it before, but it made people crave for it.

The light and shadow of the TV flickered, flickering on and off the faces of the two of them. The hands under the blanket were quietly clasped together, and the fingers were gently intertwined. The warm touch spread from the fingertips to the bottom of the heart.The kitten slept peacefully between her legs, her belly rising and falling. The light in the living room was just right, and the wind slipped in through the cracks in the window.

A gentle room, four people and a cat, peace and stability year after year

As the night progressed, the light on the TV screen dimmed. Xu Baiyan yawned slightly, but his eyes couldn’t help but wander to the easel next to the coffee table.There stood an oil painting that he had just finished drafting in the afternoon. The paint had not yet dried, and the canvas was glowing with warm orange sunset light.

Song Xu glanced at the time, closed the tablet in his hand – it was the last version of the design he had just revised, and gently pushed Xu Baiyan’s arm: “Don’t stay up, you have to get up early for your flower field sketch tomorrow.”

Xu Baiyan muttered “Adjust the color again”, but he got up from the sofa honestly. When he passed the easel, he didn’t forget to look back, as if to warn the work that was about to be completed.”Then I’m going to wash up first. I’ll leave the drawing board here and I’ll have to make changes tomorrow morning.”

He walked to the bedroom with his slippers on, and Song Xu followed behind. When he passed the sofa, he gave the two of them a knowing look, and turned off the main light in the living room, leaving only a retro wall lamp in the corner.The warm light shrank in an instant, enclosing the corner of the sofa into a small independent and private world, and also gently enveloped the half of the unfinished oil painting.

Jin Xianling lowered his head and looked at the kitten sleeping with its legs in the air on Qing Feng’an’s lap. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and his voice was very low: “Master, I will carry it to the nest. You have been standing in the flower shop all day in the afternoon, so don’t be tired anymore.”

Qing Fengan nodded, and just as he was about to raise his hand, Jin Xianling had already stretched out his hand cautiously.His hands usually seemed to have nothing to do, but at this moment they were particularly dexterous. They were spread flat and his movements were incredibly gentle.First he gently held up his full little head, and then slowly held up his soft belly from his side. The little ball of fur just grunted, and pawed at the faint fragrance of gardenia brought back from the flower shop on his sleeves, then changed his position and continued to sleep soundly in his palm.

“I know how to pick a place, and look for the most fragrant one.” Jin Xianling muttered in a low voice.

He put Baoban into the cat’s nest that had been prepared on the balcony – it was specially customized by Song Xu. The design was simple and ergonomic. Jin Xianling carefully put the small blanket on it and gently touched its back before turning and walking back to the living room.

On the sofa, Qing Fengan was holding her knees and preparing to stand up, but her wrist was gently grasped.He was still wearing the florist’s work clothes today, with the cuffs of an off-white cotton and linen shirt rolled up, and his fingertips still smelled of the faint smell of plant juice left when pruning roses.

“Master.” Jin Xianling stood in front of him, with a soft outline against the warm light, “Let me carry you back.”

Qing Feng’an laughed and patted the back of his hand: “It’s not like you’ve been moving flowerpots all day, and you still can’t walk?”

“My legs are numb.” Jin Xianling’s tone was unquestionable.

Before he finished speaking, as soon as Qing Feng’an stood up, he felt a numbness in his ankles and his body swayed slightly.The next second, he fell into a warm embrace.

Jin Xianling squatted down and picked him up naturally.The movements are skillful, but the strength is extremely well controlled, as steady as a mountain.He has no fixed job, his only “career” is to guard Qing Feng’an, from going to the flower shop to open the door in the early morning to picking him up home late at night, every second.

Qing Feng’an subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her nose against the warm crook of his neck. She could smell the clean scent of soap locust on his body, mixed with a bit of her own floral scent.

“Jin Xianling.” He called him in a low voice.

“Yes, I’m here.” Jin Xianling stepped forward, carefully avoiding the drawing papers and design drafts scattered on the ground, and walking very lightly.

“Today… we got new lisianthus in the store. They are purple-edged and very beautiful.” Qing Feng’an’s voice was very soft, with a trace of unnoticeable tenderness. “I originally wanted to put a bunch of them for you, but I was so busy that I forgot.”

Jin Xianling paused for a moment, then continued to walk forward, but held his arm tighter.Walking to the bedroom door, he gently opened the door and placed him on the soft big bed.In the vase at the bedside, there was a white rose that Qing Feng’an had placed casually this morning, and it bloomed just right.

He didn’t get up immediately, he just half-knelt beside the bed, his forehead pressed against Qing Feng’an’s forehead, the tips of their noses touched, and their breaths intertwined.

“You don’t have to worry about it,” Jin Xianling’s eyes were focused and fiery. Under the dim light, they were like wine tempered by starlight. “I guard the flower shop and guard you every day, and I have the whole spring.”

Qing Feng’an raised her hand and gently brushed his eyebrows with her fingertips, tracing inch by inch from the frowning peaks to the gentle ends of his eyes.”Then help me look after the store tomorrow. I want to work with you to create a design for that bunch of lisianthus.”

Jin Xianling’s eyes lit up instantly, dazzling more than the night light on the bedside.He couldn’t help it anymore, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips gently.

Unlike the usual turbulence, this kiss was extremely light and gentle, like a petal falling on the tip of the heart, or like a brush gently brushing against the canvas.With cherishment, with gratitude, with commitment year after year.

“Good night, Master.” He smoothed the broken hair on his forehead.

“Good night, Xian Ling.”

Jin Xianling covered him with a quilt and sat by the bed to accompany him for a while. When she heard his breathing gradually calming down, she stood up gently and turned off the light, leaving only a night light on the bedside.

The bedroom door was gently closed, the wall lamp in the living room was still on, and the cat in the nest purred evenly.Xu Baiyan’s oil paintings, Song Xu’s design drafts, and Qing Feng’an’s floral scissors, lie quietly in their respective corners, forming the most vivid appearance of this home.

The years are quiet and the love lasts.

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