Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 3: Boring

He didn't ask her where she was going at this moment.

The comfortable leather seats and the soothing aroma in the car made her sleepiness come back. Jian Yi struggled to open her eyelids. This was her first time running away from home, and also her first time sitting in a car with an unknown destination.

It's like an adventure, and you don't know whether there is treasure or a trap at the end of the road.

But no matter what it is, the situation can never be worse than it is now.

The car drove very steadily, and a short piano piece was played, temporarily easing the tense atmosphere. Jian Yi noticed that he raised his hand to adjust the angle of the rearview mirror.

At first she didn't understand the meaning of his action, but then she saw her pale face, red eyes and dull lips in the mirror, as if she was about to faint in the next second.

Jian Yi understood now. He meant to tell her that he was not a nosy person, but she looked so pitiful that no one could sit idly by and watch a girl who seemed to be in danger of her life wandering on the street.

They didn't have any more extra conversation along the way. Jin Yanchen received two phone calls on the way. The other party seemed to be urging him to come over. He said "um" twice without any emotion, looked out the window, said "I know", and threw the phone back.

Jian Yi pursed her lips and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, just now--"

The car stopped, and these words were drowned out by the wind, and a bunch of keys were handed over.

He didn't seem to come here often, so he asked her to go to the property management to find out the room number. He then said, "It's up to you." and drove away in a hurry.

Jian Yi stood on the side of the road, the key in her hand felt cold, and she suddenly wondered what kind of person he was.

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When Jin Yanchen arrived, it was already a quarter past three, so naturally no one dared to make him drink. Instead, Mo Yucheng came over cheerfully and asked him how he could have disappeared while he was smoking a cigarette.

Jin Yanchen raised his glass and said concisely, "I met someone."

Mo Yucheng became interested and asked him with a smile, "A romantic encounter?"

"Can't talk about it."

Mo Yucheng pointed at the men and women leaning against each other inside, "Many of them are here for you, and they insist on asking you what special person you met outside that was worth leaving the place for so long."

Jin Yanchen thought of a word to describe it.

He said: "It can be said that it was particularly embarrassing."

Mo Yucheng laughed out loud after hearing this and said that this was a clichéd trick now. He was a man obsessed with romance, and told Jin Yanchen in a mature tone that she was pretending to be pitiful in order to hook him.

Jin Yanchen said calmly: "Really? She doesn't seem to mean that."

He didn't look very concerned.

Mo Yucheng finished laughing and advised him: "No matter what his moves are, if you like him, just keep one by your side. I haven't seen anyone by your side for so many years."

Jin Yanchen shook the wine in his glass nonchalantly: "It's boring."

It's a polite refusal.

In this world of debauchery and pleasure, he said simply that it was boring, and completely removed himself from this dreamy world.

Someone in the room urged them to go in. Mo Yucheng responded and opened two bottles of new wine. He didn't drink any of it, but instead raised his hand to pour some wine to liven up the atmosphere.

It's a pity that this bottle of valuable vintage wine was buried in the carnival of feasting and revelry.

Jin Yanchen was surrounded by a group of people playing cards. He had good luck tonight and won a lot of money playing bridge. Several people came over to compliment him and talked about Huabei's business plan. Jin Yanchen said lightly, "We are out here to have fun, so we won't talk about business."

Afterwards, he picked up a cocktail and walked to the window seat.

When it was getting light, he received a call from the apartment saying that the key bunch had been returned to the property management office just after eight o'clock in the morning.

The property management asked him when he would come to pick it up, and Jin Yanchen casually said next time, thinking it was just a small episode and not taking it seriously. But he probably didn't expect it.

This time it came so quickly.

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Jian Yi encountered some trouble when looking for a room.

When the property management asked her, she knew nothing about anything.

Who is the head of the household?

She hadn't asked his name yet.

What is the contact information?
They just met tonight.

Later, the security guard at the door remembered the license plate number. The property management slapped his head and said, "A black Maybach, isn't that Mr. Jin's car?"

The key matched, and Jian Yi was still a little dazed when he was respectfully escorted into the apartment building.

The moment the door opened, she was hesitant to step in because she had a trance-like feeling of entering another world.

Later, she laughed at herself and walked in boldly with her suitcase. No matter what she did, the situation would not be worse than today. The winter nights in Beijing were freezing cold, and she had to find a way to survive tonight.

Turning on a floor lamp in the living room, Jian Yi looked around the room's decoration. It was a simple black and white style, and the furniture was spotlessly clean. However, it lacked a bit of popularity, and it seemed that no one had lived there for a long time.

Jian Yi recalled the situation when she met the man. He was leaning lazily against the car and raised his hand to wave at her with a nonchalant attitude as if he was waving a cat.

Lin Qingruan's call interrupted Jian Yi's recollection of this matter at this time.

She answered the phone and told her friend everything that happened today.

Lin Qingruan sighed and said that she was really lucky. She could always run into rich people driving Maybachs when she went out.

Jian Yi sighed, her voice echoing in the empty living room. She took out two RMB bills from her bag and placed them under the lamp. "One night's room rate is quite expensive."

Lin Qingruan has always been very efficient. She looked for information on several rental properties overnight and told Jianyi to remember the numbers.

Jian Yi held her phone in her hand while looking for paper and pen on the table nearby.

With a casual glance, I saw an English document piled on the long black mahogany table, and the signature page was just opened.

Jian Yi walked forward and took a look for some unknown reason.

The pen strokes were thin and hard, and her eyes fell on the name above, unable to look away for a long time.

It turns out his name is Jin Yanchen.
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The new house is at the entrance of an alley, not far from the school. It is a shared house separated by several wall panels, and its advantage lies in the low rent.

The landlord asked them for a deposit of half a year, which was not a small amount. Lin Qingruan smacked her lips and negotiated with the landlord, "How about a deposit of 10% and a 30% payment?"

The landlord was an elderly lady with a fierce face and spoke rudely. If she didn't agree with anything, she would just pick up the keys and leave.

There was no choice, Jian Yi and Lin Qingruan pulled her back.

The two of them paid the deposit together, and this time they were more careful and signed a one-year rental contract in a serious manner.

As soon as the contract was signed, the old lady handed over two keys and left immediately. The empty bungalow was drafty all over. Lin Qingruan couldn't help but complain, "This shabby house is so expensive."

Who knew that the old lady, though old, had sharp ears. She slowly turned around, looked at the two of them, and said bluntly, "If you dislike this shabby place, then go live across the street. A villa around the lake, with good food and drinks and people to serve you, that would be comfortable."

People living in Kyoto have heard of the area across the street.

(End of this chapter)