The End Times as a Song

Chapter 515 I don’t like it

Although Huan Rugo was still full of doubts, seeing that Lin Yin had already set off, she had no choice but to muster her spirits and drag her heavy steps to follow closely behind him. And so, the two walked one after the other, and after an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at an unfamiliar place—a small town without a name.

At this time, the streets of the town were bustling with activity, filled with all sorts of stalls. The dazzling array of goods was overwhelming, and the cries of vendors rose and fell incessantly.

Just then, Lin Yin suddenly walked straight towards one of the vendors. Seeing this, Huan Ruge quickly called out, "Lin Yin, wait for me! Oh no, no, we seem to have gone the wrong way. This isn't Fangcao Village at all...!" However, her cries did not attract Lin Yin's attention.

As Lin Yin walked further and further away, Huan Rugo grew increasingly anxious. Just as she was about to quicken her pace to catch up, a warm, large hand grabbed her arm. She looked up abruptly and saw a kind-faced, amiable old woman standing before her. The old woman smiled broadly at her and said warmly, "Little girl, come over here and take a look! Maybe you'll find something you like..."

"Auntie, what is this...?" Huan Rugo looked at the pretty box on the stall and stared at the old woman in front of her with a suspicious expression.

Before the old woman could speak, Lin Yin spoke first, saying to Huan Rugo, "Which one do you like...? I'll give it to you...!"

Huan Rugo smiled wryly and asked, puzzled, "What is that...?"

The old woman solicitously slipped a box of peach-pink rouge into Huanru's hand, smiling. "Young lady, it's rouge. We women all use this. Take a look, see if you like it. Everything here is top-quality. Pick one out, see if there's anything you like. Choose one, and your sweetheart can buy it for you…!"

"Rouge and face powder, no, Auntie, I don't like these...!" Huan Rugo glanced at the rouge and face powder in her hand, suddenly shivered, shook her head to refuse the auntie's recommendation, and stuffed the rouge and face powder box back into her hand.

"Then take a look at this... see if you like it. Young lady, you should treat yourself well and dress up beautifully, then your sweetheart will be devoted to you and stay with you until old age. This stuff is only available here, don't miss it, take another look." The old woman glanced at Huan Rugo with a look of disdain, then quickly picked up another rouge box and stuffed it into Huan Rugo's mouth again.

"Auntie, I...! I'm sorry, I really don't like these things!" Huan Rugo put down the rouge and powder box that the auntie had given her and politely apologized.

"Young lady, how can you be such a woman? Don't you usually use these things?" The old woman's expression changed instantly. She glared at Huan Rugo with disdain, her face turning fierce as she spoke to Huan Rugo sarcastically. She simply couldn't understand how there could be a woman in this world who didn't like these things women use.

"Lin Yin, let's go!" Huan Ruge clearly sensed that her aunt was angry. She tugged at Lin Yin's sleeve a little frightened and whispered in his ear.

"Go away, go away! Who are you? Don't disturb my business." Seeing that she couldn't do business, the old lady simply stopped pretending and revealed her true nature without any politeness, wanting to drive Huan Rugo and Lin Yin away.

Lin Yin wasn't angry. Instead, a smile played on his lips as he looked tenderly at Huan Rugo and asked, "So, what do you like...?"

"What do I like...? I don't even know what I like, but one thing is clear: I hate that thing from the bottom of my heart...!" Huan Rugo frowned and said with a look of disgust.