CHAPTER 441: CHAPTER 441: CAN’T UNDERSTAND

"Jin’er... can’t you truly understand my feelings?"

Luo Song’s deep affection in his gaze wasn’t concealed at all, as he looked steadily at Hua Jin. The warmth in his eyes seemed able to melt everything, excessively scorching.

"What feelings? Brother Luo Song, Jin’er has always been foolish and doesn’t understand your meaning. I really have something to do, let’s part ways here." Hua Jin pretended to be ignorant.

"Jin’er, you’ve been of age for almost a year now," Luo Song looked at Hua Jin helplessly.

He knew it would be like this.

"Yes, I know, I’ve grown a year older, also a year more aged."

"But in the village, girls your age have either found someone or have already married. Jin’er, you..." Speaking up to this point, Luo Song couldn’t help but feel nervous, grasping his palm tightly. Even so, he still intently watched Hua Jin, "...you... have no thoughts about your lifelong matters, no expectations for your other half..."

Hua Jin: "..."

"Brother Luo Song, this... doesn’t seem like something you should worry about, right?"

"Yes, indeed it’s beyond my place. But... Jin’er... can’t you see my feelings?"

Finally said it, this was his most nervous moment until now. Even facing an important person of a state, or the person he disliked the most, wasn’t as nerve-wracking as now.

Hua Jin: "..."

She was smiling just a moment ago, but her expression turned serious. Although the gaze was too scorching, making Hua Jin in the interaction unable to resist feeling affected, there was a sense that Luo Song really fancied her.

But somehow, the earlier thought kept lingering in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more it seemed true.

Brother Luo Song shouldn’t really be treating her as a substitute, right?

Her attire did resemble a bit like Brother’s.

It’s not about lacking confidence in her charm, but now she truly didn’t look like a woman. Spending time sparring with weapons, unable to do household crafts, how could Brother Luo Song fancy her?

Though undeniably, she was also an attractive person, but don’t men favor petite, coquettish, gentle women who regard their husband as their sky?

"I understand, I understand everything," Hua Jin nodded seriously.

"Jin’er, you understand?" Luo Song was too delighted, every cell in his body leapt in excitement, joy evident.

"Mm-hm," Hua Jin nodded firmly, then patted Luo Song’s shoulder like buddies, "Rest assured, I won’t blame you, nor will I divulge your secret. But Brother Luo Song, aside from the old man, you’re the only one left in your family. Are you sure about this? Will Grandpa Luo agree? Are you not afraid the Luo family will end with you..."

Initially, Luo Song was listening happily to Hua Jin speak, but soon, somehow he felt it increasingly wrong. What secret did Hua Jin know, why did it involve ending the family line? His face changed accordingly, realizing Hua Jin was not speaking what he thought.

Seeing Luo Song’s drastic change in expression, Hua Jin was even more convinced of her suspicion. This was touching a sore spot. Though she didn’t discriminate against such matters, talking about herself and her brother required saying a few more words.

After all, her brother and sister-in-law’s relationship was sweetly affectionate, enviably so. Also, although she preferred dressing as a man for convenience, it wasn’t equivalent to being a man. Inside and out, she was a delicate lady, showing no interest in being a substitute.

"Jin’er, what are you saying? What secret, what ending the family line, I don’t understand," Luo Song frowned.

"Rest assured, rest assured, I understand, I won’t speak of it," Hua Jin seemed genuinely considerate, making Luo Song feel increasingly uneasy.

"You understand what? Jin’er, did you truly understand my meaning? I said I admire you," this time Luo Song spoke more clearly, his expression especially earnest.

"I know, I know," Hua Jin responded perfunctorily with a smile, which only made Luo Song’s frown furrow deeper.

The words were insincere, the perfunctory nature obvious, even the expression was one ready to keep his secret, evidently, the knowledge Hua Jin claimed and what Luo Song believed were utterly disparate. Thus, he couldn’t let Hua Jin leave.

Shutting his eyes tight for a moment, Luo Song never realized Hua Jin’s thought process could be so peculiar, wondering what she was imagining?

"No, Jin’er, what do you know, can you tell Brother Luo Song?" Luo Song was somewhat baffled.

Wasn’t he confessing, why this scenario, shouldn’t a young lady be shy or have some other reactions now?

Luo Song’s expression was too authentic, a look of confusion that made Hua Jin suspiciously gaze at him.

"Brother Luo Song, do you really want me to say it?"

Seeing Luo Song nod heavily, Hua Jin: "..."

Alright, she initially intended to protect his dignity, but as such, she couldn’t be blamed.

"Brother Luo Song, it’s... it’s just about you liking men, I won’t share," Hua Jin whispered into Luo Song’s ear.

Luo Song: "..."

No matter how he considered, he wouldn’t have imagined this to be the answer.

Staring at Hua Jin in shock, his eyes wide open, he truly didn’t understand when he gave Hua Jin such an impression.

Clearly a man of seven feet, physically strong and adept in some martial skills, apart from being slightly fair-skinned and exuding a scholarly aura, in reality, he was stronger than the average man, at least handling a few burly men was doable.

No matter how masculine this seemed, from which angle could one deduce he liked men? Luo Song couldn’t believe as he stared at Hua Jin.

How she came up with this, the unique thought process was quite Hua Jin.

For a moment, Luo Song was truly alternating between tears and laughter, helplessly closing his eyes. When he opened them again, his expression was especially earnest, once more clutching Hua Jin, not just with one hand. His two hands gripped Hua Jin’s wrists, using a decidedly solemn and affectionate voice he said: "Jin’er, Brother Luo Song doesn’t know how he gave you this misconception, leading you to think of such baseless matters. Today, I solemnly tell you, I don’t like men, I like women, and the woman I like is you, only you."

The deep and affectionate gaze without concealment fixated on Hua Jin, anchoring her in place.

Being stared at motionlessly by such a pair of tender eyes, she could clearly see herself reflected in those gentle pupils.

Eyes so black, so bright, like the stars in the sky, the tenderness now flowing from those eyes was impossible for Hua Jin to ignore.

So, his words were truly directed at her, not the mistaken idea she had.

Hua Jin couldn’t help but feel her face heating up, blaming the downloaded novels she had been flipping through these days, especially those recent favorites of hers... ended up being misled badly, bringing such embarrassment.

Luo Song... actually had feelings for her, Hua Jin was momentarily caught unprepared, mainly too sudden, making it difficult to stay calm and collected.

"Well," Hua Jin withdrew her hands and stepped back, "I have things to do... I need to go back."

"Jin’er..."

"Brother Luo Song, goodbye," Hua Jin threw these words, no longer giving Luo Song a chance to catch her, turned around and left the place. Her heart beat endlessly as she walked away, not knowing why.