The world's ambitions are unparalleled

Chapter 54
This is a beautiful face, the facial features are exquisite and glamorous, but it is not contaminated with the slightest dusty atmosphere, on the contrary, it is as clear and beautiful as a mountain spring.Just like the girl's previous dance clothes, whether it's a white dress or a red shirt, she can wear it beautifully.Another example is her voice, cold and sweet can coexist.And her face is bright and beautiful, and it is also dusty.

Such a woman, if you think about it, must be rare in the world.

But it's rare, but it doesn't mean you can't see it.

Just like Jinse, I have seen it more than once.

"Sister..." She seemed to be frozen and unable to move. She could only stare at the familiar face in front of her. .

The woman was suddenly seen by the crowd, but she didn't feel flustered at all. Hearing Jinse call herself a sister, she seemed to find it a little funny, lowered her eyes and asked: "Miss, do you recognize the wrong person?"

How could you admit your mistake?If the face wasn't enough to identify her as a sister, what about the voice?Could there be two people in the world with the same face and the same voice?But, why does she seem to not recognize her sister?
Jinse suddenly became flustered, afraid that she was dreaming, and that the woman would leave in the next moment, so she quickly grabbed her hand: "Sister, I'm Jinse, don't you recognize me?"

Seeing that Jinse was shedding tears in an instant, the woman couldn't help being a little suspicious. She looked at Su Ran who was standing next to him, then looked at Jinse again, and smiled awkwardly: "The girl really admitted the wrong person, I She is the only daughter in the family and has no sisters."

"You are my sister!" Jinse grabbed her hand vigorously, tears flowing freely, "How could I admit my mistake? We have been sisters for more than ten years, how could I mistake you? Why don't you recognize me? You forgot me ?"

Seeing this, the woman became more and more embarrassed, and looked at Su Ran, with a hint of asking for help in her eyes.

Su Ran's eyes were always deep, and he looked at her carefully for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Jinse, and helped to separate her from holding the woman's hand tightly.

"Don't touch me!" Jinse pushed him abruptly, then hugged the woman in front of her, and repeated involuntarily while crying, "Sister, I am Jinse, I am Jinse..."

She was flustered and confused.She has been lonely for too long, and she finally saw her sister again, and she dared not let go.

The woman suddenly became at a loss and looked at Su Ran again.

Su Ran stretched out her hand again, and gently grabbed Jinse: "This girl is not your sister."

"She is!" Jinse cried, "Of course she is! Sister! Why don't you remember Jinse? How can you forget Jinse!"

Jinse was really agitated, the woman hesitated, passed the brocade box in her hand to the side, and slowly stroked Jinse's back with her free hand: "Jinse?"

"Sister!" Jinse immediately became excited, straightened up and looked at her, "Do you remember? Do you remember me?"

The woman looked at her, but after a while, she still smiled and shook her head.

Jinse was stunned, and suddenly burst into tears again, repeating in a murmur: "I am Jinse, I am Jinse..."

Seeing this, Su Ran turned Jinse towards herself and said, "I just want to ask you, how old is your sister older than you?"

Jinse's thinking was a little confused, and it took a long time to understand the question he asked himself, and said in a daze: "Seven years old..."

Su Ran nodded and said: "Then look at this girl again, she is only about the same age as you, even if your sister is still alive, how could she be this girl?"

Hearing this, Jin Se really turned her head again and looked at the woman carefully.

That's right, although the makeup on her face is exquisite, through the makeup, one can vaguely tell her age, which is only sixteen or seventeen.

If my sister is still there, she shouldn't be at such an age now.

But—Jinse still seemed unwilling, and still shook her head: "No, it's my sister who is always young, so my sister looks young, doesn't she, sister?"

The woman looked at her bewildered appearance, and frowned slightly, as if she couldn't bear it, but she still replied: "Girl, I'm only 17 years old this year."

Jinse seemed to have been hit again, but she still tried to find a reason to convince her: "Maybe my sister was reincarnated, so you didn't recognize me, so—"

This statement is undoubtedly even more absurd, and even she couldn't say it herself. Seeing this, Su Ran pulled her over again and said, "Stop thinking about it, your sister has passed away for three years, how can you see her again in this world?" ?”

"But they look exactly the same, even their voices are the same!" Jinse looked for reasons to refute, but also reminded herself suddenly, and turned to look at the woman in a hurry, only to see that she was being protected by the previous musicians Go behind the high platform.

"Wait a minute!" Jinse seemed to have lost her soul, and chased there in a daze.

Min Yu hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "Girl, don't chase me."

Jinse looked back at Su Ran in a panic: "That's my sister!"

Su Ran looked at her and shook her head lightly: "I told you, no."

As if losing all support, Jinse became slumped in an instant, and looked back to the direction where the woman disappeared, but she was no longer visible.

All of a sudden, even his face became pale, like a hundred flowers withered, losing all vitality.

It turned out to be so cruel to gain and lose again.

Since then, Jinse has become distraught. On the way back to the other courtyard where she lived, Min Yu bought a lot of snacks and gadgets, but failed to bring her soul back.

"Girl, don't think about it, go back and have a good rest. When you wake up tomorrow morning, your mind will be clear."

When Min Yu said these words to her, Jinse barely withdrew her soul, and when she looked up, she realized that she had already arrived at the gate of the other courtyard.

After another mess in her heart, Jinse suddenly remembered something, and looked at Su Ran hurriedly: "Just now... did they say where they will perform tomorrow?"

Su Ran smiled helplessly: "Do you still think that's your sister?"

Jinse was taken aback by the question, and after a pause, she said, "I don't know... But, even if it's not my sister, she looks exactly like my sister. I just want to see more..."

"Is that all? Then I can order someone to investigate for you."

"No need!" Jinse seemed to have suddenly thought of something, turned around and ran into the other courtyard.

Seeing that she was abandoning him outside the courtyard, Su Ran couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly, then took Min Yu and turned around to leave.

Min Yu saw the slight smile on the face of the master, and couldn't help but feel heavy in her heart, and said in a low voice: "Master, do you think that there is something wrong with that group of people today?"

Su Ran slightly hooked the corners of her lips: "Don't worry, let's watch it for a few more days."

The way Jinse thought of was to find Song Heng.

Today I saw that those people were not wearing Zhongli clothes, so they came from other places, and any outsiders who want to perform in the street must report to the government for the record.In this way, it is much easier to check.

When Song Heng came to the other courtyard, Jinse was waiting anxiously at the door. As soon as he heard the sound of his horse's hooves, he rushed out of the door and stopped his horse's head. Then he looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Jinse had already handed him his hand, and put his hand on the horse's back: "Take me to the Yamen in the capital."

"What happened?" Song Heng asked while turning his horse's head.

"I saw my sister today!" Jinse said excitedly.

Song Heng's arm adjusting the rein suddenly froze, as if he didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"No." Jinse just felt confused, "She said she is not a sister, but they look exactly the same, even the voice is the same! But if she is a sister, she shouldn't be at such an age..."

The more she talked, the more chaotic she became, Song Heng couldn't help pressing her shoulders, and unconsciously exerted force with his hands: "Speak slowly, and explain everything that happened today clearly."

Jinse told him about the matter in detail, and Song Heng's face changed after what she said, but Jinse's mind was also in a mess, and she had no time to pay attention to him.

In the end, the two finally found out the origin of the group of people in the Yamen, but it turned out that they were performers from Jinli Country, and they stayed in a small inn, and the place where they performed was where they are today.

Coming out of the yamen, Jinse seemed to be slightly relieved, but Song Heng suddenly said: "Would you like to visit that small inn?"

Jinse didn't expect him to propose such a proposal. After a moment of surprise, she hurriedly nodded: "We'll go now."

The two went straight to the small inn again, but from a distance, they heard a burst of exclamation from the front: "It's flooded! Come on, put out the fire!"

Jinse's heart skipped a beat, and before he could urge Song Heng, the horse under him had already picked up speed.

It turned out that the small inn really caught fire!The raging flames soared into the sky, as if they were going to burn everything down!

Jinse was shocked for a moment, as if her sister was really in the small inn, she got off her horse and rushed straight into the fire: "Sister! Sister!"

Song Heng looked at the fire, his face was bleak, his eyes touched the figure of Jinse who was being pulled, and he suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward to hold Jinse, and pulled her back away from the fire scene For some reason, the voice was a little superficial: "The fire is too big, don't be impulsive."

"But my sister is inside—" Jinse burst into tears anxiously, "Sister—"

"That's not your sister!" Song Heng reached out and grabbed her arms suddenly, and growled, "Your sister is dead! Even if there is someone who looks exactly like her, it won't be your sister! "

Once again awakened by others with the words of facts, Jinse seemed to have been hit by a sap again, her heart was sore and miserable, it was hard to express, she could only slowly put her forehead on Song Heng's arm, and sobbed softly. Voice.

Song Hengren leaned on one of his arms, gently stroked her head with the other hand, squinted her eyes slightly, watching the soaring fire in front of her.

All of a sudden, he seemed to be dazzled, and he only felt that there was a slim and slender figure slowly walking towards him in the firelight.

The figure gradually approached, and when the shape of the figure could be vaguely discerned, Song Heng's body froze suddenly, and his face was so pale that even the flames could not reflect the red.

Getting closer, getting closer.

When a face as exquisite as a painting finally came into his eyes clearly, Song Heng's expression completely changed, and he muttered the word "Jin Yan"!
Jinse straightened up suddenly, and followed his gaze to look back. When she saw the woman who was dancing during the day, she burst into tears of joy again, and rushed forward to hug her: "Sister! You are fine! Are you really happy?" fine!"

The woman met Song Heng's gaze, withdrew her eyes slightly suspiciously, turned to look at Jinse who was hugging her tightly, and couldn't help chuckling: "Jinse? Why did you forget again, I didn't your sister."

Jinse slowly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, she knew the fact clearly in her heart, but she would rather deceive herself: "I don't care, I don't care. You are my sister, you can't leave me alone again! "

It was an almost desperate prayer, and the woman was startled again, as if she had finally realized Jinse's grief, she slowly stroked Jinse's back, and said in a low voice: "I am safe and sound, don't worry. "

Jinse burst into tears, calling one after another: "Sister, sister..."

As for Song Heng, standing behind Jinse, he looked at the woman who was hugging her tightly with a worried expression, without saying a word.

When the woman occasionally raised her head to look at him, she always seemed to be able to sense the unusual light in his eyes, and she always dared not look more.

Under such a situation of great joy and great sorrow, Jinse was so emotional that she hugged her and cried for a long time.

The raging fire in the inn behind him finally went out, it was already late at night, the inn had been burned down to nothing, and the owner was sitting on the side of the street and sighing dejectedly.

After a while, a middle-aged man came up, but he said to the woman: "Lingluo, it's getting late, let's find another inn first, otherwise, everyone will have to sleep on the street tonight."

Song Heng's eyes flicked slightly, and then he glanced at the entrance of an alley in the distance. There were more than ten people sitting there. Judging by the clothes, they all seemed to be performing arts with this woman.

It turned out that they all escaped before the fire, and this woman was called Lingluo.

Lingluo, not Jinyan.Song Heng secretly squeezed his palms tightly, his expression finally gradually regained his composure.

Lingluo was very anxious when she heard this, but Jinse was still crying on her shoulder. She had no choice but to gently stroke Jinse's head: "Are you hungry? Let's go eat something together. how?"

Jinse was out of breath from crying, but she straightened up after hearing the words, sobbing, "Sister... are you hungry? Then I will accompany you...to eat together..."

Only then did Lingluo smile, and took out the silk from her sleeve to wipe away the tears on Jinse's face, and softly comforted her: "Okay, don't cry anymore, am I already fine?"

Only then did Jinse nod her head, watching her trying to smile, she finally caught sight of Song Heng out of the corner of her eye, suddenly some inexplicable joy welled up in her heart, she stepped forward and pulled Song Heng: "Song Heng, look, this is me elder sister!"

Song Heng looked down at her, and didn't point out the inappropriateness in her words. Instead, he turned his gaze to the woman in a very cooperative manner, and asked, "Miss Lingluo?"

Ling Luo nodded: "The little girl is called Ling Luo."

Song Heng nodded, but before he could speak again, Jinse suddenly let go of him and stepped forward to hold Ling Luo, happily saying: "My sister has no place to live now, why don't you live with me in another courtyard, I have a lot to talk about I want to talk to my sister."

"We are a group of people who have been performing arts in the rivers and lakes. We have long been accustomed to eating and sleeping in the open. It is good to have a tile to cover our heads. Now we only need to find another inn to stay in. It is inconvenient to disturb the house." Ling Luo said softly.

Jinse opened her mouth, but swallowed the words of persuasion.In fact, she has been used to listening to her sister since she was a child. Even if she may not be willing to everything, she will obey what her sister says.

"Then..." She asked cautiously, "Can I stay in the inn with my sister tonight?"

When Ling Luo heard this, she was slightly astonished, and then looked at Song Heng with some embarrassment.

Song Heng looked calm, and said indifferently: "Miss Lingluo works hard every day, you can stay in a hotel, but you need a separate room, and you must not disturb Miss Lingluo's rest."

After hearing his words, Jinse nodded joyfully as if Ling Luo had agreed, "Okay, as long as I can be with my sister, anything is fine!"

It was night, the moon was sparse, and under the somewhat downcast moonlight, a slim and graceful figure was slowly pacing under the moonlight.

After an unknown amount of time, there was another slight sound of footsteps from behind, followed by a man's calm voice: "Miss Lingluo."

Ling Luo looked back, under the moonlight, her face was absolutely beautiful.

"Young Master Song?" She smiled slightly in surprise, "Why can't you fall asleep?"

Song Heng smiled faintly, but didn't answer, just said: "Jinse inexplicably regards the girl as her sister, and the girl also kindly comforted her, Song Heng thanked her here."

Lingluo smiled and said, "Mr. Song, why be polite? I also saw that Jinse was in unspeakable pain, so I just let it be. By the way, Jinse's sister is called 'Jinyan'?"

Song Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Exactly."

Lingluo still smiled: "I seem to have heard the young master call this name just now, so it turns out that the young master also knew Miss Jinyan. But, do I really look like her?"

A cloud floated from nowhere in the sky, and suddenly covered most of the moonlight.

The expression on Song Heng's face suddenly fell into a blur, and he could no longer see clearly. After a long time, he could only hear a plain voice mixed with bitterness: "It's not very similar."

Lingluo smiled softly: "That's good. I just hope that Jinse will wake up one day and can recognize that I am not her sister."

After a moment of silence, Song Heng suddenly said again: "The girl came from Jinli country, but who else is there at home?"

"There are both parents in the family. There are two elder brothers, and a younger brother and a younger sister." Ling Luo said softly, "Because of the poverty of the family, Ling Luo joined the nearby folk art troupe to practice dancing since childhood. In the past, she only traveled in Jinli Country , Now that I have grown up, I feel that it is good to go out for a while, so I followed the team to Zhongli. It is also a strange fate, I met Jinse and asked her to recognize me as my sister."

Hearing this, Song Heng nodded lightly and said, "That girl has been stupid since she was a child, please forgive me."

"Mr. Song, don't you remember that you have already thanked me before?" Ling Luo couldn't help laughing, "Why are you being so polite?" After a pause, she couldn't help but hesitated: "It's just, The little girl will leave Zhongli sooner or later, and by then, Jin Seruo will not realize that I am not her sister, so what should I do?"

Song Heng lowered his eyes, and his voice suddenly became very weak: "Miss Ling Luo said it is true. If so, it is better to leave now, and it will save a lot of trouble for the future."

The next day, when Jinse woke up from her sleep and suddenly remembered where she was, she was overjoyed and jumped out of bed in a hurry and ran to the next room.

Gently knocked on the door, but there was no response, Jinse pushed the door open and left, but suddenly found that the mattress inside was neat and there was no one in sight.

She panicked inexplicably, turned around and went out, searched around, but still didn't see the person she was looking for, until she found Song Heng's room, she hurriedly pulled Song Heng and asked, "Where's sister?"

Song Heng looked at her indifferently, and said, "Maybe let's go."

Jinse's face suddenly changed, she paused, but she still forced a smile and said, "Gone? Where did you go? Did you go out to perform again? I have to go and see."

"Jinse." Song Heng grabbed her, "They left Biancheng overnight."

Jinse's face froze: "What did you say? You saw them go, you knew they were going, why didn't you stop them? Why didn't you wake me up?"

Song Heng just looked at her and said nothing.

Jinse seemed to still not believe it, and shook her head with difficulty: "No, my sister promised me that I would never leave me alone again, she won't leave, I'm going to find her..."

"Jinse!" Song Heng's tone slightly increased, "That's not your sister!"

"Why do you say that?" Jinse was furious suddenly, and raised her fist and slammed at him, "Why do you say she is not my sister? Do you know my sister? Do you know what my sister looks like? Even if you all say she is dead, we can’t see her body now! What if she is really my sister? You just watched her go, and if she doesn’t come back later, where are you going to pay me? elder sister!"

Song Heng let her hit him, but just looked at her indifferently: "Your sister is dead, I think I can't afford it!"

(End of this chapter)