The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 534: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (73)

Su Xiangran stood at the bow, staring straight ahead, watching the ship slowly sailing towards the harbor, and she couldn't help feeling a little excited.

She finally returned to her hometown after a long absence. The familiar yet unfamiliar scene before her made her sigh that time passed so quickly.

"Brother Ajing, how long will it take for the ship to dock?" She turned her head and asked the man behind her, with a hint of expectation in her voice.

Song Chengjing did not answer her question immediately. Instead, he smiled slightly and reached out to gently tuck her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze behind her ears.

He looked at Su Xiangran with gentle and doting eyes, and said softly: "The letter has been sent in advance. If there is no delay, Uncle Su and the others should receive the news and come to the dock to greet us."

These three years passed by quickly, and even though Su Yanqing was "watching" them, as an "engaged couple", they still had some time alone.

Moreover, Su Yanqing is a study geek. Once he immerses himself in studying, he basically forgets about everything else.

When he was not around, it was Song Chengjing who "took care" of Su Xiangran, or rather, the two of them took care of each other.

However, it is worth mentioning that before Su Xiangran turned fifteen and came of age, Song Chengjing always observed etiquette and kept a proper distance when interacting with her.

However, things changed subtly after she turned fifteen.

Her brother Ajing began to frequently make some intimate gestures, such as stroking her hair with his hand like this at this moment.

Su Xiangran did not feel disgusted or disgusted by these intimate behaviors.

On the contrary, deep down in her heart she actually enjoyed this warm care.

Because Song Chengjing always knows how to keep his distance and never makes her feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.

His attentiveness and consideration made her feel a sense of happiness of being cherished, and also made her full of expectations for their future together.

When he was abroad, Song Chengjing understood the significance of fifteen years old for a girl. He would invite others to celebrate Su Xiangran's birthday and hold a simplified coming-of-age ceremony for her.

He even gave Su Xiangran a big surprise: Song Chengjing specially found a Chinese master there,

She customized a traditional Chinese horse-faced skirt and a Song Dynasty stand-up collar shirt that combined Chinese and Western styles for Su Xiangran, and even made her a sandalwood auspicious cloud hairpin with her own hands.

When Su Yanqing took out his gift, he felt ashamed at being compared to others and cursed in his heart: What a scheming dog.

After three years of getting along, Su Xiangran has accepted Song Chengjing from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that the boat was about to dock, Song Chengjing said to Su Xiangran, "Let's go! Xiaoran, let's go back to the room first! When we are notified to disembark, we will be home."

"Yeah!" Su Xiangran nodded, and the two returned to their respective rooms.

About half an hour later, they received a notice that they could disembark.

Su Xiangran did not leave on her own, but as agreed, she waited for Song Chengjing to come to her with his luggage before leaving the ship with him.

The two people had just got off the boat and hadn't had time to see if anyone was waiting to pick them up when a driver in shorts came over and asked them, "Sir, Miss, do you need a car?"

Before Su Xiangran could say anything, Song Chengjing asked, "How much does it cost to go to Taiping Lane?"

The man then said, "Oh! This road is not short. You have to go through Yitong Hutong first, then cross Heping Street, before you can reach Taiping Lane."

Song Chengjing smiled and said, "No matter what, we have to go."

"Okay! Since you are so determined, I will take one silver dollar from you." The man said with a grin.

"What? I can't even get a single silver dollar after running all over Haishi." Song Chengjing, who usually doesn't show his emotions, suddenly frowned. "Go, go, go, do you think I don't understand the market?"

"You can't say that. At least I talked to you for a while." The man said, "You delayed my business. You should give me some compensation."

Song Chengjing took out a banknote from his suit jacket and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Go away, it's my bad luck today."

After the man put the money in his pocket, he bowed and walked away.

Su Xiangran had a feeling that something was wrong between the two people, but she didn't ask in public.

Seeing that she didn't ask, Song Chengjing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His performance just now might not seem like a big deal to outsiders, but people who were familiar with him could still see some flaws.

Just when I was thinking about what to say, I heard someone calling Song Chengjing not far away.

"Master! Master!" a middle-aged man shouted as he walked towards them. "I come here every day recently, just in case I miss you."

Song Chengjing took a closer look and found that it was Song An, who was close to his grandfather, Old Master Song.

"Uncle An!" Song Chengjing greeted with a smile.

Song An looked at Su Xiangran and could hardly recognize her. He asked hesitantly, "Is this Miss Su?"

"Yes!" Su Xiangran asked with a smile, "Have I changed a lot?"

To be honest, the changes are quite big.

Compared to three years ago, Su Xiangran's facial features have obviously grown.

If she was a cute little girl at the age of twelve, then she is now a bright and charming young girl.

Clothes like this, Song-style tops and horse-faced skirts