Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 35 Love, hate, anger, and ignorance are sins to you

The losing chess game became a tough one when she chose to play the black piece.

The curtains in the room are thick and drag on the ground. The embossed patterns are looming like ancient totems. It is difficult to distinguish between day and night. Only the warm bed still has the warmth of the world.

Jian Yi was so cold that she curled up her toes and crouched on the man's chest. The low breathing that appeared and disappeared beside her ears was something more dangerous than the intuition of cold.

She threw back the quilt and tried to get out of bed, but was pulled back into bed before she could leave the ground.

Jin Yanchen raised his eyes. After a night of laziness, his coldness was completely burned into obsession. He squinted his eyes contentedly, half lazily and half wildly, and circled her whole body and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Of course, I want to see what year it is today."

She crawled out from under his arm, as nimble as a little deer. The curtains were pulled open with a swish, and the sky suddenly became bright. The snowy swans on the shore of Weiming Lake were sleeping neck to neck. I don't know which night it snowed again.

The world changed color at some point, and they were immersed in the embrace of love.

I don't know when the heating in the room broke down, and every corner of the room was freezing cold. It was a pity that they didn't know anything about it last night.

Jin Yanchen leaned against the wall with his arms, patted the seat next to him, indicating that there was still some heat left, and asked her to come and sit.

Jian Yi stuck out her tongue, found a down jacket and put it on, consciously staying away from him.

I go to his bed again today, and I don’t know what time it will be when I wake up next time.

What a decadent life.

Jian Yi smacked her lips, washed a basin of fresh cherries, and slowly leaned on the balcony to watch the swans. She suddenly picked up one, weighed it in her hand, and seemed to be hesitant. The bright red color and the jade-white fingertips, Jin Yanchen stood behind her and took a bite.

"Swans don't eat cherries."

His words dispelled her doubts. Outside the window was a lonely and boring winter scene. She stood there, wearing a white cotton and linen dress, with her long black hair divided into two strands and draped over her chest. She was wearing plush coral fleece socks and stepping on the dark green carpet. She looked fresh and elegant, and even in the dead of winter, it seemed to come alive.

The property management said that they would have to find someone to repair the heating in the room tomorrow, so the American-style fireplace in the living room came in handy.

Jian Yi dragged the long dark green blanket from the bedroom to the living room and sat cross-legged in front of the fireplace to warm herself by the fire.

Who knew that Jin Yanchen also imitated her movements, rolled up his sleeves slightly, and sat down next to her.

The crackling of fireworks made the atmosphere seem to become hot again.

A little spark popped out, but was quickly swallowed up by the heat. Jian Yi straightened up and touched the record player on the shelf. His fingertips barely touched the top of the wall, and his collar swayed and fell to his shoulders.

After finally reaching it, she casually grabbed his collar, as if unaware of it, and turned her head with a smile to ask for his opinion.

“Can I play this song?”

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrows, crossed his long legs, and raised his hand to let her do as she pleased.

In the gloomy and dark weather, the bonfire in the fireplace allows them to see each other's faces clearly. A layer of hazy mist is lingering on the transparent glass, like the last layer of veil in the whispers of lovers. The patchwork of memories piled up into a world of firelight, blooming so well that people can't take their eyes away.

Jian Yi hugged her knees and looked up at Jin Yanchen quietly.

He was the most unknown snow in this winter. Fortunately, she never expected to be his return.

Just passing by this snowy world made her marvel.

The cry of a swan came from afar, like a streak across the sky, and the elegant and lingering English prelude also sounded at this time. Jian Yi hummed softly, her raised neck had the same elegant arc as the big and small swans in the lake, and suddenly turned her head, looking at him with clear and expectant eyes.

"Can you sing?"

How to refuse such a gaze, the clear and beautiful beauty like water and waves in the dim dust light, the faint fragrance of orchid lingering in the air, it is this outstanding swan that is bewitching people.

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrows, the candlelight flickered faintly behind him, and his low voice was naturally suited for singing love songs.
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I will give you everything you want without reservation.
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I will be by your side no matter what.
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If there is no cure.
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I will heal your pain with all my love.

Jian Yi unconsciously moved her head to the beat, and Jin Yanchen watched her movements with a smile. A hazy mist rose up, and he lowered his head to her ear, singing to her in a lingering and tender voice without missing a word.

The last note sounded, his lips brushed her sensitive earlobe, her small earlobe trembled, he smiled mischievously, and asked her if it sounded good while kissing her.

There's nothing more to say.

Jian Yi raised her head in despair.

He hasn't said I love you yet.

It made her throw away her weapons and her heart felt as if it was burning.
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Jian Yi and Jin Yanchen spent almost the entire Spring Festival holiday in Dongjiao.

It sounds incredible, but looking back, I was surprised to find that this was the most comfortable time for the two of them to spend time together.

It was also at this time that rumors spread in the Kyoto circle. Jian Yi was at the center of the vortex, but she and the male protagonist of the story lived a dream here.

The tranquility of the last day was broken at the end of the entire holiday. A large row of cars were parked outside the manor. Almost subconsciously, Jian Yi could guess who was sitting in the car.

While she was hesitating, Jin Yanchen had already picked up the coat at hand. He kissed her forehead gently and said gently, "Be good and wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Jian Yi hummed softly, the car door closed tightly, and Jin Yanchen's figure disappeared from sight.

She leaned on the small window on the second floor with her arms. The roses in the garden were in full bloom, and she stood out among them, as beautiful as a classical medieval oil painting.

Old Master Jin sneered: "Yanchen, you are having a really good time here."

Jin Yanchen remained silent, his eyebrows and eyes were as still as a mountain, and it was unclear whether he was resisting or indifferent. The face that looked very much like Mr. Jin when he was young became the fuse for everything to explode at this time.

If it weren't for that disaster, the Jin family would have two more outstanding sons at this time, and the prosperity of the incense would never be interrupted, instead of being trembling and dependent on only one line like it is now.

Master Jin spoke in a gloomy tone: "Some people are born to enjoy life, some are born to be proud, and you are born to atone for your murderous mother."

"Love, hate, anger, and ignorance are sins to you."

"Whenever you are happy, you should think about your two brothers who died innocently because of your mother. How innocent were they?"

I don't know when it started raining in the courtyard. This sad and cold winter rain was mixed with continuous fine snow, like ice knives and sharp blades.

Jin Yanchen looked towards the eastern suburbs not far away, and suddenly sneered very briefly, mocking, "I want to atone for my sins, but what about you? Aren't you innocent?"

Jin Yanchen pressed forward step by step, and his sharp eyes swept across, making people feel intimidated.

"Why did you hide the fact that you were married? Why did you use a child to confine my mother's life when she wanted to leave? Aren't all these tragedies caused by you?"

(End of this chapter)