Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 10 I give you the right to start
"Or you can live here if you want."

Jian Yi's eyelashes trembled violently.

A bit of tenderness, a bit of sincerity.

With a mixture of half truth and half falsehood, he just looked at her lazily, throwing the initiative into her hands as if playing a game.

Jian Yi pinched her palm with her fingertips, clinging to the last bit of clarity.

She said: "No, I have to go back to school tomorrow morning.

school."

Jin Yanchen did not force it, and continued to follow her attitude. He smiled and said, "I always trouble you."

He was looking at her when he said this, his dark brows and clear eyes contained a smile at the end of winter, which complemented the crackling charcoal fire in the fireplace.

The air seemed to be filled with molten hot charcoal, and Jian Yi's palms were sweating.

An almost keen intuition told her that there would never be another opportunity like today.

Some people may just be passers-by in this life. The encounter when the first snow falls is so special, and you won’t have such good luck next time.

Jian Yi took a deep breath and drank a glass of vodka. Although she was drunk, she was still very clear-headed.

She said, "I am willing to be troubled by you."

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It was a very quiet sentence, and Jian Yi almost didn't think Jin Yanchen would hear it. She looked bored and fell on a vinyl record player on the dark black marble surface.

It was an old-fashioned style with only a single record on it.

Perhaps the silent atmosphere in the air was too unbearable. Jian Yi saw Jin Yanchen reach out and put the film in.

He had his back to her when he did this. There were only two floor-to-ceiling lights in the room, and the light was cast on his camel-colored cashmere sweater. His slender jade-like fingers were raised and lowered in an orderly manner, and every movement was pleasing to the eye.

Jian Yi laid on the porcelain-white marble table with her chin propped up by her hands, thinking with a bit of melancholy.

God naturally favors some people.

The record player was playing a gentle and lingering Cantonese love song. When Jian Yi paid attention, the song had already reached the end. She listened attentively but only caught the last sentence, "Everything is lost, and there is no way to chase it back."

Unfortunately, she had nothing and no money, so she had nothing to lose and felt no regrets.

Jian Yi just raised her head and stared at him with a frank gaze. When she saw Jin Yanchen turning his head and smiling at her, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated uncontrollably.

She could smell the mixed smell of cigar and vodka on his body in the air. Later, when Jin Yanchen really approached her, Jian Yi felt that every cell in her body was clamoring involuntarily.

Jin Yanchen stood five steps away from her, keeping the distance just right. His attitude was still gentle and humble, not making people feel embarrassed at all.

"You are such a good girl, how can I always
Please."

Stroking the wall of the cup, Jin Yanchen lightly opened his eyelids. Her eyes were so pure and transparent, so he spoke again with a hint of thought in his words, "Xiaoyi, I give you the power to start from now on."

"You can slowly understand me, or you can slowly

Slow down and think about it. "

His posture was so peaceful, with the perfect curve of his lips and a perfect lover's smile, and he generously handed the initiative to her.

It seemed to be saying that whether the game began or ended here depended entirely on her.

Jian Yi closed her eyes tightly. She understood what Jin Yanchen meant. Being in a position like that, he had to think and consider everything.

He wanted her to think clearly about what she wanted. There were some things he couldn't give her.

The swaying leaves of the phoenix tree reflected the light. Most of the lights in the houses had been turned off, leaving only a few sparse street lights that hurriedly passed by the figure of a girl running with her skirt lifted up.

Jian Yi walked in a hurry, even a little bit like running away. Her courage had run out of time, and reality pulled her back. She hurriedly said "I know", and turned around and left without even bothering to be polite.

Later, the driver caught up with us, panting, and pointed to the lane next to us. "Mr. Jin asked me to take you there."

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Jian Yi was busy for the whole week. She got up at six in the morning to catch the earliest bus, and bought a cup of hot coffee downstairs of the company. When she held it in her hand, she would be absent-minded for a moment, then look away as if nothing had happened, and continue to live an ordinary life, busy all day long, just for a few pieces of silver.

Sometimes she would have lunch with Lin Qingruan at noon.

After hearing what happened that night, Lin Qingruan looked at her intently and said sharply, "Jian Yi, what do you want?"

These words stunned Jian Yiwen.

She thought seriously for several seconds and said, "I don't want anything."

"You don't want his money or his power, so how dare he touch you?"

Lin Qingruan raised her eyebrows, "Could it be that you still want his sincerity?"

Jian Yi didn't say anything.

Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she looked like she had been troubled by this matter for a long time.

Lin Qingruan found her state strange and smiled to comfort her, "Anyway, there is no harm in following him. If you don't want love, then at least you want some money. Your future will be much easier."

Jian Yi didn't know why she was being so pretentious. She understood what Lin Qingruan said, but she didn't want to be a vulgar person who only pursued profit and avoided harm.

Perhaps because their encounter seemed so beautiful, she always didn't want to let money taint it.

Jian Yi sighed. She couldn't breathe on that rainy day. There were endless chores to do when she got home. In such a rigid and monotonous life, she also wanted to be unrestrained and indulge herself for once.

"Whatever, just leave it to fate."

When Jian Yi said this, what she was actually thinking was how nice it would be if she could meet him today.

By the evening, the rain got heavier. The gentle east wind blew away the floating clouds in the sky, and the gloomy sky became brighter than a small hole.

Jian Yi squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky for a long time. The soreness in her eyes was relieved. She turned off her computer, took her bag and went to sit in the coffee shop downstairs of the company.

This is a new habit she has developed recently. The electricity supply of the newly rented house in the alley is limited, and the air conditioner cannot be turned on in winter. When she returns home, the cold air is everywhere, making the nights always very difficult to endure.

The girl sitting next to her was discussing a skiing trip to Yanji during the Spring Festival holiday. While listening, Jian Yi took the menu and ordered a simple latte, and then transferred the salary that had just arrived to her account to pay the rent.

She calculated the remaining money carefully, and with her chin in her hand, she watched the people hurrying by outside the window, barely feeling like escaping from life.

Later, the rain got heavier and heavier, and the umbrella handle was increasingly tilted by the wind. Jian Yi stood awkwardly under the corridor of the bus stop to avoid the rain, but saw a notice of temporary suspension of service on social software.

She hesitated for a moment, thinking about the most time-saving and money-saving way, and did not notice that there was a black private car parked in front of her.

The driver got out of the car holding a long-handled umbrella. "Ms. Zhong, Mr. Jin, please get in the car."

She can still know a few Mr. Jin in this world.

Jian Yi pursed her lips and looked up at the black Bugatti parked on the side of the road. Just like the first time she saw it, it was hidden in the vast fog of Kyoto. Unless she got closer, she couldn't see its appearance clearly.

She opened the car door, hesitated a bit when she lifted her foot, then made up her mind and stepped wetly on the expensive floor mat.

She still smelled of rain mist mixed with the fragrance of grass, like a frightened baby bird that had accidentally strayed into the room. She folded her hands between her legs and tried to remain calm, but her slightly trembling eyelashes had already betrayed her.

Jin Yanchen raised his eyelids and pursed his lips, showing no emotion at all, restrained and reserved.

Later he reached out and stroked her shoulder, and the agarwood bracelet on his wrist pressed against her shoulder.

(End of this chapter)