Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 67 Don't look back, keep moving forward
Jian Yi nodded.

When she got to the bathroom, she realized how miserable she was.

I thought I had deliberately suppressed my crying, but who knew that my tears had already covered my face uncontrollably. There was a cut at the corner of my mouth, and the red mark from the slap was clearly visible on the right cheek. Half of my face was numb.

The counselor took one look and felt extremely distressed, so he quickly went back to the office to get a makeshift medical kit.

When she came back, she found that Jian Yi had quickly washed the scars on her face, disinfected it with iodine, and cleaned the wound with a cotton swab. She was so skilled at each action that she had done it hundreds of times.

If he is not a medical practitioner, then there is only one possibility.

She had been beaten more than once today.

The counselor stepped forward and held her hand: "When your parents come to see you next time, the teacher will not bring them to see you."

"Does it hurt? I'll take you to the hospital later."

Jian Yi's eyelashes trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice, "Teacher——"

"It's okay. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it." The counselor shook her head. "The teacher is also a girl. I understand."
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Lin Qingruan found Jian Yi next to an abandoned flower bed in the school.

This place is far from the teaching building and dormitory building. No one usually passes by unless they go around. There are some winter jasmine flowers planted in the flowerbed, but they are not taken care of. The weeds are piled up together and the small stamens are almost invisible.

Jian Yi was squatting in front of the flower bed with her knees hugged. Lin Qingruan thought she was crying, so she walked closer and found that she was typing out a message word by word with her head down.

You don't have to think twice to know who it is.

"Drink some, it can also be used as alcohol disinfectant." Lin Qingruan ran over with two cans of beer, opened one and handed it to her.

Jian Yi smiled and said, "Is this how you comfort me when I'm injured?"

Lin Qingruan took a look at Jian Yi's wound, which looked like it had been bandaged. She put her mind at ease and said casually, "I drank this alcohol to disinfect your internal injuries, do you understand?"

"Heart disease is also a poison, it should be removed." Lin Qingruan put his hands behind his back and pretended to be thoughtful. "What did you say to me last time when you comforted me? Don't look back..."

"Don't look back, just keep moving forward."

Jian Yi stood up and dusted off the dust on his body: "Let's go."

"where to?"

"Go back to my home." Jian Yi lowered her eyelashes, "If you take away your luggage, it's not my home anymore."

She spoke lightly, as if a feather had fallen. Lin Qingruan was stunned for a second, then immediately stepped forward and put her arm around her shoulders, speaking in a relaxed tone.

"Sure, I can carry two boxes by myself."

Lin Qingruan asked: "Are you going to see Jin Yanchen tonight?"

Jian Yi shook his head, pointed at his swollen face, and asked helplessly, "Qing Ruan, how many days do you think it will take for the swelling to go away?"

"No, you still want to hide it from him? You don't even let your boss Jin vent your anger on you. If he lets it out, your cheap parents won't dare to harass you."

Jian Yi knew this truth very well.

But she didn't want to, didn't want to use his power to support her position, at least for now, she still wanted to keep her true heart.

Jian Yi went to a convenience store and bought a pack of medical masks, planning to wear them to class in the next two days. She made excuses to Jin Yanchen, saying that he was busy and couldn't take care of her recently. He just said that the lights in the east suburbs were always on and she could do whatever she wanted.

On the way, Lin Qingruan suddenly asked, "Where are you staying these two days? If you don't think my place is too small, why don't you stay at my house?"

Jian Yi then moved in with Lin Qingruan. The hutong courtyard they had rented together had been vacated long ago. Jian Yi did not expect that the one-bedroom apartment Lin Qingruan rented was even more cramped and small than the original one.

The top floor was an abandoned, empty little room. The rusty stairs made a creaking sound when one stepped on them. The air was damp and stagnant. Even before autumn arrived, there was already a cold smell in the room.

Jian Yi sneezed, and then a violent and hoarse cough was heard in the room.

Lin Qingruan opened the door with her suitcase: "My aunt is here too. There are many big hospitals in BJ. I'll bring her to see it."

Lin Qingruan's aunt is Zhao Xian, who is in her forties, two years younger than Lin Qingruan's mother. However, due to years of hard work and long periods of bedriddenness, the hair on her temples has turned completely white.

Hearing the door opening, Zhao Xian called out, "Is Ruan Ruan back?"

Lin Qingruan's eyes turned red. She stood at the door, wiped her eyes and sighed.

"Have you eaten yet? Why are you back so late today?"

Zhao Xian lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed, but Lin Qingruan held her back. She took out the medicine box from the drawer beside her, roughly counted the remaining medicines, and said helplessly, "I've eaten with my aunt outside. Did you miss a few days of medicine?"

"Really? Maybe I forgot to take it. This medicine doesn't have much effect and it's expensive. Don't buy it next time."

"Aunt, you don't have to save money for me. I have money. If you don't believe me, ask my classmates. I received a scholarship and a grant from the school a few days ago. The total amount is 10,000 yuan."

Lin Qingruan winked at Jian Yi, who bit her lower lip and nodded.

“Yes, Auntie, there are many scholarships in school, and there are also work-study programs.”

Lin Qingruan led Jian Yi to the rooftop, where there was an abandoned storage room. Lin Qingruan cleared out the clutter and put in two folding beds.

"Isn't it a coincidence that I have these two beds? We can each take one."

The room on the rooftop is drafty and has only a glass window on the ceiling that cannot be closed tightly.

Jian Yi also managed to find some joy in the midst of hardship: "Your place is nice. You can even see the stars when you look up at night."

"Yeah, I like this window too. This past year has been like a dream. I've lived in high-rise villas and worn high-end designer clothes, but looking back, I realize that my own rental house is still the most comfortable."

“People only know what they want most after going through so many twists and turns.”

Jian Yi's eyelashes trembled. There was a damp and salty smell on the rooftop after the rain. She lowered her head and sniffed, and her memory was brought back to the breezy town under the setting sun after the rain.

it's too cold.

She couldn't help but hug her arms tightly, her long hair hanging down and she buried her head tightly, muffled a faint sob.

"But whether I went forward or backward, even if I took a hundred steps, every moment I walked I had only one thought: I wanted to see him."

"I want to see Jin Yanchen, but I have no way to see him."

Jian Yi covered her face with her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks and soaking into the broken wounds. The pain made her more awake, and along with it came her heart that was being gripped.

The phone in her coat pocket kept vibrating and ringing, and the noise of the world never stopped. Jian Yi pressed the mute button and threw it on the table. She began to stare absentmindedly at the window that could not be opened, while calculating the distance between herself and Jin Yanchen in her mind.

If you truly love someone, how can you resist and just stay by his side?

Lin Qingruan sniffed and was slightly moved by the atmosphere.

She turned around and looked at Jian Yi quietly, and finally couldn't help but hugged her.

"You, you."

"Why can't you be calm and rational when you meet Jin Yanchen? Didn't I tell you that the sincerity of this group of people is the least valuable? They can say a thousand times that they like you, but they can't step down from their high platform and give up fame and fortune for you."

"Jian Yi, there is no difference between Jin Yanchen and Mo Yucheng. This is the rule of their world, and we must abide by it if we want to get in. Haven't you heard that the first person who wants to climb a cliff usually falls to pieces first?"

(End of this chapter)