Mated at First Sight

Chapter 161 - 161 154 Two Hearts Unconsciously Drawing

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“Hmm.” Looking at Jing Chen, Mu Lin nodded, her cold voice accompanied by calmness, “Although I don’t know whether you need comfort right now, and I’m not much of a person to comfort others, but if you want to spill out your innermost thoughts, I wouldn’t mind listening.”

Jing Chen turned to look at Mu Lin, the next moment, he responded softly.

“Actually, I don’t have much to say, it’s just that my chest has been feeling so stuffy.” It made the corners of his eyes slightly dry.

“This feeling you’re talking about, I understand too.” Mu Lin rested her face on her right arm, a shallow smile playing at the corners of her mouth. But Jing Chen still caught a hint of pain in Mu Lin’s eyes, he didn’t interrupt her, only listened to her soft voice spinning in his ear, “Actually, the quickest way to recover from losing someone important is to have a good cry.” The kind of cry that can’t be suppressed, because you need to let it out completely.

Mu Lin heard this on TV one day.

…

“Have you ever cried like this before?” Jing Chen suddenly asked. Mu Lin shook her head, “No.” Back then, she just felt a numbing pain in her heart, and she only felt that there was a warm thing coming out from her eyes, but she didn’t know that thing was called tears, something that only appears when heartbroken.

That was the first time Mu Lin cried; but she hated crying, because crying meant that you had lost the most important thing to you.

Jing Chen wanted to ask who was the important person that Mu Lin had lost, but when he saw the indifferent expression on her face, he inexplicably didn’t ask. Instead, he casually said, “Did you come down the mountain this time for him?”

“Yes.” Mu Lin nodded.

At this point, the stuffiness in Jing Chen’s chest suddenly became more severe. It was terribly uncomfortable, ah… he felt his wound hurting more.

He had no such feeling at first, what was happening to him now?

“Are you okay?” Sensing the silence next to her, Mu Lin looked back doubtfully, only to find that the man next to her appeared unhappy. However, his spirit seemed to have unexpectedly improved a lot, which felt somewhat strange to Mu Lin.

Had her medicine really worked so quickly?

Mu Lin was very skeptical. She knew better than anyone how effective the medicinal powder she had prepared was.

Listening to the words of concern next to him, Jing Chen simply shook his head in silence, much like a stubborn child.

Mu Lin laughed, helpless; at this time, Jing Chen really did resemble Qiaozi when she was sulking with her.

…

After her helplessness, Mu Lin looked at Jing Chen, “I’ve been talking all this while, why don’t you tell me what you were like in the past?” Jing Chen gave people a very mature and steady feeling. Although he and Jing Youlan were from the same family, their personalities were completely different; one was lively, the other was cold; one was a playboy, the other seemed to be quite slow in responding to feelings.

(Cough, cough… Actually, Mu Lin, you have no right to criticize others.)
In fact, Mu Lin was really curious. She only realized now how tragic and lonely her childhood had been, but Jing Chen was different from her; she had met Jing’s old man and also seen Jing Chen’s parents once. They appeared very young, Jing Chen’s father looked a bit serious, but his mother seemed to be a very gentle woman.

How did such a harmonious and happy family raise a person with the character like Jing Chen?

“Do you really want to know?” Jing Chen looked at Mu Lin; he was rather curious and pleased that Mu Lin suddenly wanted to understand his affairs.

“Hmm.” Mu Lin casually yawned, and then nodded faintly.

Ah (sound of a small yawn) … In fact, Mu Lin wasn’t actually interested in knowing Jing Chen’s past, her main aim was only to distract him from his thoughts; as long as he didn’t think about the sacrifices his comrades had made because of him, that knot in his heart wouldn’t tie itself again. Even if he thought about it later, he wouldn’t be so troubled, at most, he might feel heartbroken for a while.

Time is the best medicine for healing wounds.

Jing Chen’s low, pleasant voice reached Mu Lin’s ears, his descriptions were calm, as if he was just narrating a story, a very simple story, about someone else.