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Shen Zhao was taken aback when he heard the girl's voice. The voice was very pleasant, with a clean tone. Although there were only two words, it was like two notes on the keys of a piano, noble and elegant.

She lost her composure. She thought Song Ling had returned, but suddenly a stranger appeared.

Out of politeness, Shen Zhao asked her, "Hello, who are you?"

Xiang Jin stood there with the corners of her mouth raised slightly. She had natural smiling lips. Even when there was no expression on her face, those lips would curl up slightly, which was naturally intimacy.

With firm eyes, she glanced at Shen Zhao and said softly, "I am Songling's younger sister, you can call me Ajin."

Shen Zhao was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Song's mother came back once before and mentioned that Song Ling did have a younger sister.

It's just that she didn't know if they were the same mother.

Song Ling never mentioned it to her.

Shen Zhao was a little apprehensive for a while, not knowing how to get along with her, she looked at the face in front of her, and felt unreasonably kind, she replied politely: "Hello, Ajin, I am Song Ling's... friend. "

There was a pause in the words, and he was only called a "friend".

Listening to her words, Xiang Jin curled her lips casually. She stepped down the stairs and walked towards the people downstairs.

"Sit down, my sister should still be in the company and will come back later."

Shen Zhao stood at the door in a daze. For a moment, the air was filled with an inexplicable atmosphere. Her advance and retreat seemed inappropriate. Song Ling did not come back. She was like an outsider in front of this so-called "Sister Song Ling" .

While hesitating, the phone in the bag suddenly rang.

Shen Zhao quickly lowered his head, and saw the incoming call on the phone screen, showing Song Ling.

She raised her head, looked at the girl in the room, smiled and hesitated, "I'll... go out and answer the phone."

Xiang Jin held her lips, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Shen Zhao didn't enter the house, turned around and went out to answer the phone.

"Hey."

"Is the exam over?" A gentle voice came from the phone. After finishing the meeting, Song Ling saw the missed call on her mobile phone and immediately called her back.

Shen Zhao hummed lightly, and said, "I finished the exam in the morning, and stayed in the library all afternoon."

Song Ling picked up the coat on the back of the chair, turned around and was about to leave, and said as she walked, "Are you still at school? I'll pick you up and take you to the hospital..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Zhao interrupted her and said softly, "No, I'm back. Your sister..."

When Song Ling heard the soft voice on the phone, she suddenly froze for a moment, stopped in her footsteps, and stood by the door, quietly listening to the silence on the other end of the phone.

Shen Zhao continued: "Your sister is back, she is at home."

Song Ling squeezed her hanging fingers together, "Have you met each other?"

Shen Zhao responded, "Well, it seems like you never mentioned her to me."

Song Ling: "She has been studying abroad in the early years, not living in China."

Shen Zhao said lightly: "Is that so..."

The voice on the phone was a bit cold, maybe it was her illusion, she vaguely felt that the relationship between Song Ling and her younger sister didn't seem to be good, maybe they weren't her biological sisters, they were not born of the same mother, otherwise why would they be so Long time no contact.

"Is your sister easy to get along with?" Shen Zhao suddenly pursed his lips and asked her with a smile.

At this moment, Song Ling was thinking about why Xiang Jin would come back all of a sudden, and the period agreed before was over, more than three months earlier...

She felt faintly flustered in her heart, didn't pay attention to Shen Zhao's words, and asked in a daze, "What?"

Shen Zhao smiled, "I said, is your sister easy to get along with? I don't know what to say to her, it's a bit embarrassing."

"I'll go back now." Song Ling opened the door and went out. Seeing her come out, Ji Mingshu quickly got up and walked over.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ling's face was solemn, she looked at Ji Mingshu, as if she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly asked her: "Did Xiang Wanhua call?"

Ji Mingshu was also taken aback, and saw that her face was not very good-looking. Xiang Wanhua was Song Ling's stepmother, and the relationship between the two was not harmonious at ordinary times. Song Ling would never answer her phone in person. , and just contacted Song Ling's secretaries first.

Ji Mingshu pursed the corner of his lower lip, and said truthfully: "Yes, I called this morning, I told you that you were in a meeting, and she hung up the phone."

Song Ling frowned, Xiang Wanhua should have known about it a long time ago, but neither of them told her.

After leaving the office, Song Ling walked towards the parking lot and drove back to the villa.

Along the way, Song Ling was in a daze, her thoughts were confused, and she didn't know what to worry about first.

What was the original intention? No one knows better than herself. Now that Xiang Jin is back, what is Shen Zhao?

Step on the accelerator, and the speed of the car will increase unconsciously.

It was already six o'clock when we got back to the villa.

The car was not parked in the garage, but only parked at the gate outside the yard.

Opening the door and entering the room, Song Ling had just walked into the entrance when she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the girl standing on the balcony on the second floor.

She was only 15 years old when she left. Even though she hadn't seen her for nearly nine years, she was still recognizable at a glance. Her appearance might have changed, but her eyes had never changed.

Xiang Jin stood by the railing of the stairs on the second floor, condescendingly looking down at the person at the door downstairs. The two looked at each other across a distance, and they were familiar with each other for a long time.

She is still the same as in memory, with a cold and indifferent surface, showing emotions and anger, and it will never be possible to guess what is going on in her heart.

But one thing, she can confirm.

In Song Ling's heart, she will always exist.

When she left back then, she made a bet that Song Ling would keep her in her heart.

Sometimes, time is not a terrible thing, it will not make those things gradually fade away, on the contrary, it will make those pasts more profound, the longer the time, the more firmly those memories will be engraved in the bones.

Standing in the kitchen, Shen Zhao heard the sound of the door opening, subconsciously looked up, but saw the person in front of him, staring at the upstairs, standing there motionless.

She called her softly: "Song Ling..."

When Song Ling heard Shen Zhao's voice, she came back to her senses in a daze. She turned her head to look at the kitchen, but for a moment, she could no longer look directly into her eyes.

Those eyes were so similar that she suddenly felt absurd.

Song Ling didn't look at her, but turned to look at Xiang Jin upstairs, and asked her quietly: "When did you come back, why didn't you tell me?"

When Xiang Jin heard her words, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She turned and went downstairs, rushed to her side, looked up at her, and said with a smile, "I want to give you a surprise."

Song Ling stared at her, scrutinizing this face unscrupulously.Probably because she ran too fast just now, she was panting slightly, her small face was tinged with lavender, even her lips were also purple.

She will always be tolerant and pampering to her.

Song Ling looked at her slightly uncomfortable face, frowned unconsciously, and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry, is there any discomfort?"

Xiang Jin's health was not good, and she was the one who took the bullet for her in that accident.

The bullet pierced into her chest, only half a cent away from her heart, and almost killed her.

Xiang Jin smiled: "It's okay, I can bear this amount of activity."

Her heart is not good, so she can't have too much activity. Even if she climbs the stairs, she will be out of breath for a while, so her face often has an unhealthy purple color.

In the distance, Shen Zhao looked at the two gossipers, her expression was a little dazed, she took off her apron, turned around and walked over, and called again: "Song Ling..."

Maybe she was too sensitive, she thought they didn't have a good relationship, but looking at it now, it seemed that she was the extra person.

Song Ling turned her head to look at her, and responded softly.

Xiang Jin also turned his head to look at her, and deliberately tiptoed to Song Ling's ear and asked, "Sister, is she your girlfriend?"

Although it was a whisper, Shen Zhao could hear it clearly.

She was a little embarrassed, subconsciously caught a glimpse of Song Ling, and Song Ling also looked at her, and after a moment of silence, she said: "Yes, her name is Shen Zhao."

Xiang Jin stared at Shen Zhao's face without blinking, the smile seemed to be fixed on her face semi-permanently, and sometimes it was hard to tell whether she was smiling or not.

She said softly: "I know, we just met."

Shen Zhao and Xiang Jin looked at each other, she looked at those eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly realized why she felt close to her, it was because their eyebrows and eyes were very similar.

She held her lips, feeling a different emotion in her heart.

Can't tell, don't know.

Song Ling turned her head, looked at her again, and asked, "Does Aunt Xiang know you're back?"

Xiang Jin hummed and said, "I know."

Song Ling lowered her eyes lightly, nodded her head and said, "Well, I'll ask Mingshu to take you back."

Xiang Jin pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, then raised her head and asked, "Can I live with my sister?"

Song Ling paused, and said, "Aunt Xiang hasn't seen you for a long time, she misses you very much, you should still live with her." After speaking, she took Shen Zhao's hand, but she still spoke to Xiang Jin, "I still have something to do here. You have just returned to China. It will take some time to get used to it. If you have any needs, you can directly talk to Aunt Xiang."

Xiang Jin lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the hands of the two of them calmly. There was a flash of surprise in her expression, and then she pursed her lips and agreed, "Okay."

Song Ling turned to Shen Zhao and asked, "Is the soup ready?"

Shen Zhao looked at her: "Well, it's done."

"Go to the hospital."

Shen Zhao: "Okay."

Shen Zhao turned around to get the health-preserving soup that had been cooked in the kitchen, and the two of them greeted Xiang Jin and left.

Song Ling walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned her head, and asked her: "By the way, how did you get in?"

Xiang Jin's eyes were steady, and she replied with a smile: "Sister, have you forgotten, I have the key to the villa with me, besides, there is no key, but there is also a password."

Song Ling stared at her in silence for a moment, the time had passed so long that even she could not remember some trivial things.

She hummed lightly, without saying anything, turned around and left with Shen Zhao.

Xiang Jin looked at the two people who left, the smile on his face was no longer, replaced by indifferent coolness.

She knew of Shen Zhao's existence early on, but she didn't take it to heart.It is true that she did not graduate until June, but...she got a little impatient waiting.

Things have deviated from the direction, and she can't continue to sit and wait for death.

In her world, the word "sit and die" has never existed, never existed before, and never will exist in the future.Since she can risk her life to win her position in Song Ling's heart, the rest is nothing.