Siheyuan: Starting from the Old Society

"You..." Sha Zhu was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was unable to refute.

"Shazhu, calm down!" An old lady stepped forward to stop the fight, but was pushed away by Shazhu.

"Get out of here! Don't stop me!" Sha Zhu got up and glared at Lin Sian, "Lin, just wait, this is not over yet!"

After saying that, Sha Zhu stumbled out of the yard.

"Silly Zhu!" Qin Huairu saw this and hurriedly chased after him.

"Ah..." The aunt looked at Sha Zhu's receding back, sighed helplessly, turned to Lin Sian and said, "Sian, don't argue with Sha Zhu. He was just impulsive at the moment. Don't take it to heart."

Lin Sian took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, shook her head, and said, "Auntie, I'm fine, let him go. He's angry now and won't listen to anything you say."

"Ah..." Auntie sighed again, patted Lin Sian's shoulder, and comforted her, "Don't be too sad. No one wants to see what happened to Jia Zhang..."

Lin Sian nodded without saying anything, but looked in the direction where Sha Zhu left with a complicated look.

It was late at night, Lin Sian lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

His mind kept replaying what happened today, Sha Zhu's roar, Qin Huairu's tears, the sigh of the aunt, and the resentful look of Jia Zhang before she died...

All of this was like thorns that pierced deeply into his heart and made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Did I really do something wrong?" Lin Sian muttered to himself.

Just then, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Lin Sian was startled and quickly sat up and listened attentively.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at his door.

Lin Sian held his breath, got out of bed gently, took out an iron rod from under the bed, tiptoed to the door, and suddenly opened it.

"Who?!"

In the dim moonlight, Lin Sian saw a familiar figure standing at the door and was stunned.

"You...why are you here?"

The person standing at the door was none other than Qin Huairu.

In the dim light, she looked pitiful, with tears in the corners of her eyes. Lin Sian's heart softened, and the iron rod in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

Qin Huairu was startled by the sudden sound, her face turned even paler, and her body began to tremble.

"You...what's wrong with you?" Lin Sian asked hurriedly, his tone full of concern.

Qin Huairu bit her lip, lowered her head and said nothing.

"Did Sha Zhu bully you again?" Seeing her like this, Lin Sian thought that Sha Zhu had been rough with her again, and he immediately became furious.

"No...no..." Qin Huairu quickly waved her hands to deny it, but the more she explained, the more suspicious Lin Sian felt.

"Then why are you acting like this?" Lin Sian was a little annoyed. This woman just liked to act pitiful. Why didn't I realize that she was so dramatic before?

"I...I..." Qin Huairu stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Lin Sian was impatient. Why didn't you sleep in the middle of the night and came to his room to perform pantomime?

Qin Huairu took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind. She suddenly raised her head, looked directly into Lin Sian's eyes, and said, "Sian, I know I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have said that to you..."

Lin Sian was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was apologizing for what happened during the day.

"Okay, I know you didn't mean it." Lin Sian said lightly. He would not bother with such things with a woman.

"Si'an, can you...can you forgive me?" Qin Huairu's voice trembled a little. She didn't know what was wrong with her that she would say such words to this man.

Lin Sian looked at her with mixed feelings. To be honest, he didn't have any romantic feelings for Qin Huairu, he just regarded her as a friend, or a neighbor.

"It's all in the past, don't mention it again." Lin Sian didn't want to dwell on this issue any further. He just wanted to end this inexplicable conversation as soon as possible.

"Si'an..." Qin Huairu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Si'an.

"It's late, you should go back and rest early." Lin Sian said as he was about to close the door.

"Si'an, don't be like this..." Qin Huairu saw this and didn't know where she got the courage from, but she reached out and grabbed Lin Si'an's arm.

Lin Sian felt a warm and soft touch on his arm. He was stunned for a moment. He looked down and saw Qin Huairu's hand tightly grasping his arm. Her fingertips were faintly white, as if she had used up all her strength.

"I...I..." Qin Huairu's cheeks turned red in an instant. She wanted to take her hand back, but found that she had no strength at all. She could only let Lin Sian hold her hand in his palm.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still, and the atmosphere in the room became ambiguous. Lin Sian could clearly feel Qin Huairu's body temperature, her breathing, and even the sound of her heartbeat.

"You...what do you want to do?" Lin Sian's voice was a little hoarse. He felt as if he was bewitched by something, and he actually held Qin Huairu's hand with his backhand.

Qin Huairu didn't say anything, but just closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a delicate flower waiting to be picked.

Lin Sian looked at the face so close to him, and suddenly a strong impulse surged in his heart. This impulse was so strong that he couldn't control it...

The person standing at the door was none other than Qin Huairu.

In the dim moonlight, she looked pitiful, with tears in the corners of her eyes. She bit her lips, twisted the corners of her clothes nervously with her hands, and looked at Lin Sian with hesitation.

"Huai Ru? Why are you here so late?" Lin Sian put down the iron rod in his hand unconsciously, with a hint of surprise and concern in his tone.

Qin Huairu took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision. "Brother Si'an..." She called softly, with a tremor in her voice, "Can I...can I go in and talk?"

Lin Sian was stunned for a moment, then moved aside and said, "Come in."

Qin Huairu walked into the house with her head down, and Lin Sian closed the door.

"Brother Si'an, I know what happened today... Shazhu was wrong. He was too impulsive." Qin Huairu lowered her head and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Don't bother with him."

Lin Sian sighed, "Huai Ru, you don't have to say it, I understand."

"Brother Si'an, do you really not blame Shazhu?" Qin Huairu raised her head and looked at Lin Si'an eagerly. Her eyes were like a wounded deer, which made people feel pity.

Lin Sian avoided Qin Huairu's gaze and said calmly, "He is too sad. I can understand."

"Brother Si'an..." Qin Huairu wanted to say something but was interrupted by Lin Si'an.

"Huai Ru, it's getting late. You should go back and rest early." Lin Sian said, "You still have to go to work tomorrow."

"Brother Si'an..." Qin Huairu bit her lip, a trace of struggle flashing in her eyes.

"Huai Ru!" Lin Sian said more emphatically, "Be obedient and go back."

Qin Huairu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, "Well...well, Brother Si'an, you should also go to bed early."

After saying that, Qin Huairu turned and walked towards the door.

"Huai Ru." Lin Sian suddenly called her.

Qin Huairu stopped, turned around and looked at Lin Sian in confusion.

"If... I mean if, you need any help in the future, just come to me." Lin Sian said, "As long as I can help, I will do my best."

Qin Huairu's eyes instantly turned red, tears welling up in her eyes, "Brother Si'an..."

"Okay, let's go back." Lin Sian didn't dare to look into Qin Huairu's eyes again. He turned and walked to the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Qin Huairu looked at Lin Sian deeply, then turned around and left silently.

Lin Sian looked at Qin Huairu's departing back, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that Qin Huairu came to him not just to apologize for Sha Zhu. But he didn't know what Qin Huairu wanted to do.

Outside the door, Qin Huairu's figure disappeared into the night, and only the old locust tree in the yard watched it all quietly.

A night breeze blew by, and the leaves rustled, as if telling something.

The person standing at the door was Qin Huairu.

In the dim moonlight, she looked pitiful, with tears in the corners of her eyes, like a pear blossom swaying in the wind and rain.

"Huai Ru, you..." Lin Sian opened his mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Qin Huairu bit her lip, lowered her head, and whispered, "Brother Si'an, can I go in and talk?"

Lin Sian finally reacted and quickly turned sideways to let Qin Huairu enter the house.

Qin Huairu lowered her head, standing uncomfortably in the middle of the room, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Seeing this, Lin Sian quickly brought a stool and said, "Huai Ru, sit down."

Qin Huairu hesitated for a moment, but still sat down, lowered her head, and did not dare to look into Lin Sian's eyes.

"Huai Ru, why do you come to see me so late? Is there anything wrong?" Lin Sian asked, trying to keep his tone gentle.

Qin Huairu took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up her courage, and finally raised her head, looked at Lin Sian, and said, "Brother Sian, I know that what happened today was all Sha Zhu's fault. He was too impulsive. Don't be angry with him."

Lin Sian smiled bitterly and said, "Huai Ru, I know you support Sha Zhu in your heart, but how can I not be angry about this matter? Jia Zhangshi..."

"Brother Si'an, I know, I know you feel bad too." Qin Huairu's eyes turned red again, "Actually, Shazhu, he feels sad too..."

"Sad? Why is he sad? His mother killed my mother, and he's still sad?!" Lin Sian suddenly became emotional, stood up abruptly, pointed at Qin Huairu's nose and cursed, "Qin Huairu, I'm telling you, stop pretending to be sympathetic! You are all ungrateful people! If my mother hadn't taken pity on you and helped you, you would have starved to death long ago!"