Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 52 I love you

She was a little puzzled at first, but when she turned on her phone and saw countless missed calls from Bai Hongmei, she understood everything at once.

Bai Hongmei has never had her own opinion, and usually relies on her husband and her sister to make decisions. Now that Ni Daming has fallen, Bai Hongmei can't take care of herself, so she has to call her daughter, not for any reason, just to complain.

Jian Yi was packing his clothes while listening to Bai Hongmei's complaints absentmindedly. The anti-corruption inspection team arrived in Kyoto and was about to leave. She had originally breathed a sigh of relief, but who knew that today they would just take the people away without any news.

Jian Chengfeng went out early in the morning to take care of relationships. Bai Hongmei was alone at home and was very nervous, so he actually asked her what she thought.

Jian Yi paused for a moment and looked up at Jin Yanchen.

He really did things without any mistakes. Even when he was "avenging" her, he did not involve her at all. Jian Yi was touched by his thoughtfulness and had to say to Bai Hongmei, "Ni Daming deserved it. Mom, don't worry too much."

Bai Hongmei said sharply: "What are you talking about? That's your uncle!"

"Mom..." Jian Yi paused for a second, then said nonchalantly, "Is there anything else? I still have to prepare for class, so I'll hang up now."

In fact, not just today, in countless moments in the past, Jian Yi wanted to explain everything to Bai Hongmei and tell her what an ugly face her uncle had.

But she had to swallow the words back when they came to her lips, because the attitude made up of countless trivial details told her that Bai Hongmei would not offend her uncle for her, and before any substantial harm was caused, any words would only be regarded as evidence of her making a fuss.

Jian Yi lowered her head and continued to pack her clothes. She was wearing a white French-style dress. The things her aunt gave her were always the ones that best suited her taste, but she would never wear it again.

Thinking of this, Jian Yi's heart sank. She asked, "Will my aunt blame me? She is really good to me."

"What does this matter have to do with you? It's just a report by an enthusiastic citizen. He himself is not corrupt. Will the police arrest him?"

Jin Yanchen poured her a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine. After all, she was a little girl and would feel guilty about everything she did.

He pulled out the chair opposite and asked, "That day...was your aunt at home?"

Jian Yi blinked her eyes, her palms sweating. With Jin Yanchen's encouragement, she faced the matter bravely.

She thought about it carefully and said, "My aunt usually has to go to work. When she gets off work, she will pick up my cousin from school. That day--"

The words stopped abruptly.

Jian Yiquan figured it all out. She truly understood the hesitant look in Bai Fanghua's eyes when he looked at her. He always stayed by her side with a feeling of guilt and love.

There is no such thing as goodness without reason in this world. Even blood relatives are like this, let alone chance acquaintances?

At this moment, Jian Yi felt a numb feeling as if her blood was flowing backwards. She took a deep breath, her legs went limp, and she sat down on the sofa, unable to get up for a while.

Jin Yanchen touched her cheek with the back of his hand, it was very hot.

But her eyes were unusually calm. Perhaps it would take her a long time to digest this cruel fact, but Jin Yanchen felt that she should know it all.

He can build a perfect fairy tale world for her, but he should also let her have the tenacious spirit to face all risks.

After all, he was not the one who could accompany her forever.

Jian Yi smiled indifferently, thinking, "Whatever." She was originally alone in this world, and the cruel facts would not break her determination to live a good life.

She finally threw the pearl white dress into the charity relief box downstairs. When she came back, Jin Yanchen was waiting for her at the door.

He held a glass of red wine and bent his head to kiss her eyelids with infinite tenderness.

"Go take a hot bath."

"I will help you overcome these obstacles in life one by one."

Jian Yi stopped walking, turned around and tiptoed to grab his collar. Her shirt was wrinkled in her hands, but she just raised her head and kissed him.

"Thank you for today."

Another kiss fell, she put her arms around his neck, more passionate than ever before, the branches of the red roses entwined around his ears, and she whispered -
"And, I love you."

Jin Yanchen was stunned for a second, and when he came back to his senses, she had already run into the bathroom in joy. He suddenly laughed, but his eyes were still fixed on the passionate and tender words she had just said.

If he had to compare this little girl to something, Jin Yanchen thought she was a butterfly, or perhaps the camellia on the windowsill that did not belong to him.

She would only stay in front of his window for a short while, then spread her wings and fly high, through the mountains and rivers of the world, to find her own glorious place.

He wanted to give her freedom, but she stubbornly trapped herself to him with her love.

Perhaps he is no longer awake tonight, the rising water vapor is as hazy as a phantom, and he wants to let himself indulge.

When Jian Yi came out of the bathroom, Jin Yanchen was sitting on the sofa putting together the Lego puzzle she had bought two days ago.

He was quite patient, and pasted the puzzle pieces one by one according to the design drawings. When he saw her coming, he stuffed the remaining puzzle pieces into her hands and pretended to threaten her, "I'll come out to check later. If it's not put together properly--"

Jian Yi asked him, "What if I don't spell it well?"

Jin Yanchen hooked the waistband of her bath towel and said, "How about a punishment play?"

"Jin Yanchen!"

Jian Yi threw a pillow at him. His words seemed to set her ears on fire, making her feel at a loss as to what to do.

Jin Yanchen took the pillow she threw at him and walked away with a smile, not forgetting to remind her, "Don't go barefoot, the ground is cold."

How to describe this tenderness and affection.

Jian Yi touched the mirror on the coffee table. Her face had already turned bright red with sincerity. She crossed her legs and bent her neck as she put the pieces together on the photo frame.

The puzzle process is not difficult, but it requires a lot of patience to find the right shape of pieces.

Jian Yi was not short of patience, but she didn't like wasting time on this. She put together dozens of pieces, and when the bathroom door opened, she immediately dropped the pieces in her hand and looked at Le Yanzhou fearlessly.

He was naked from the waist up and was wiping his hair with a towel in his hand. The walls were painted dark grey, but his muscles were clearly outlined in the darkness.

Just walked up to her from the darkness.

Jian Yi stared blankly for a while, and then was held in his arms. When Jin Yanchen held her hand and pressed on the puzzle that was less than half completed, she suddenly sensed a sense of danger.

"Not finished yet?"

She bit her lower lip and simply put on a ready posture.

"You better punish me."

Today should have been a very happy day. Her parents bought a new house and her younger brother was about to go to the best primary school. However, Jian Yi had never felt more empty than now.

She needed something, whether it was pleasure or pain, she needed this feeling to make her understand clearly and affirmatively that there was someone in this world who was connected to her.

Hearing her words, Jin Yanchen laughed. He put his hands behind his head, looking completely lazy. He tilted his head to glance at her with a playful tone.

"How can I bear to do this to you?"

"Why don't you let me see your revenge diary?" Jin Yanchen asked her curiously, "Is my name written on it?"

Jian Yi stopped talking for a moment.

As if she had been guessed, she dared not look at him.

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrows and approached her:

"Did you really write my name?"

(End of this chapter)