Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 81 I am pursuing classmate Jian Yi

Jian Yi smiled slightly: "As for wishes, we should make wishes that will never come true, so as to give God something to do."

Strauss's "The Blue Danube" was playing in the banquet hall, with a bright and elastic rhythm. The young man in a tuxedo bent over and stretched out his arms, extending a warm invitation to the dazzling girl for the first dance.

Jian Yi was also among the invited guests. The center of the venue was brightly lit. She was the protagonist of the banquet, but she did not want to be the center of attention.

So she shook her head: "I'm sorry, I can't dance."

What is important in such occasions is decency and elegance. Although the excuse for not being able to dance is poor, gentlemanly etiquette will not allow them to continue to pester.

But there are always one or two difficult characters in a banquet, maybe they think she is shy, or maybe they really want to dance with her.

In any case, despite Jian Yi's repeated rejections, the boy still insisted, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to dance. I can teach you. How about we be friends?"

Jian Yi began to feel troubled. Her mind told her that she should maintain friendly relationships with everyone, but on the other hand, she hated any contact that had anything to do with intimacy from the bottom of her heart.

She bit her lower lip and said to the boy hurriedly, "Wait a moment, I'm going to the bathroom."

Jian Yi did not go to the bathroom. She held up her skirt and quietly ran upstairs to the second floor, avoiding the crowd.

There are clusters of swaying floor lamps along the way, and a long corridor with no end in sight. The further you go in, the deeper it becomes. The lights are dim and the night is warm. The shadow of Jian Yi running forward in small steps is like a comic strip, and its silhouette is reflected on the plain white wall opposite.

Jin Yanchen is indeed here.

He stood at the end of the corridor on the second floor, holding a tall wine glass in his hand, leaning lazily on the railing with his arm supported. From this angle, he could see every corner downstairs, but no one could see him.

Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief as if he had seen a savior.

Unexpectedly, after Jin Yanchen heard what she had said, he chuckled softly.

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass, then folded his hands lazily in front of his chest, looking like he was enjoying a good show.

Jian Yi was a little anxious. She looked down from the second floor and saw that the boy who was waiting for her to dance was still waiting for her downstairs.

Time did not allow her to delay any longer, and running away was not a ladylike act. Jian Yi's fingertips inadvertently hooked over the man's suit jacket, and the friction of the fabric made a rustling sound. She seemed to ask Jin Yanchen unintentionally, "Do you mind if I dance with others?"

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrows and waved at her generously.

Jian Yi really left, and her movements down the stairs became extremely slow. She wanted to look back every three steps. Jin Yanchen just looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of interest, and he seemed to be deliberately saying, "It's because you didn't give me an identity, so now I naturally can't help you."

Jian Yi sighed, stopped waiting for him, went to the bathroom to wash her hands and prepared to leave.

She often tried to save her reputation, saying, for example, that she didn't want to make her and Jin Yanchen's identities public because she was worried about rumors.

But if you think about it deeply, can she really be considered Jin Yanchen's serious girlfriend?
Jian Yi no longer thought about this question. She said that Jin Yanchen was a heavy snowfall in winter whose whereabouts were unknown.

They went wherever the wind took her.

Within less than ten minutes of leaving, the boy had already drunk two glasses of champagne. As soon as he approached, he could smell the alcohol mixed with the choking smell of the burnt cigarette. Jian Yi subconsciously frowned.

When the boy saw her coming, he reached out and wanted to hug her waist.

Jian Yi leaned to the side and felt an arm around her waist, and someone gently supported her.

"I'm sorry—"

Before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Jin Yanchen's smiling face. The indoor light fell on his brows. He smiled a little mischievously and pinched her waist deliberately. "Classmate Jianyi, can I ask you to dance with me?"

The romantic and lingering waltz music proves that Jian Yi is not the one who can't dance as she said.

Jin Yanchen slowly put his arm around her waist and praised her, "You dance very well."

Jian Yi said: "My father specially found a teacher to teach me because he thought that dance parties were a ladder to the upper class."

"I don't want to dance with anyone but you. Because dancing makes me feel like a commodity to be sold."

Jin Yanchen snorted and laughed, feeling very pleased with her sweet words.

He reached out and stroked the strands of hair on her forehead, then nodded and bent down, extending his hand towards her in a graceful manner.

"Student Jianyi, can I invite you to dance again?"

Jian Yi was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on her lips. She replied fluently: "My pleasure."

As the dance steps changed to the changing rhythm of the music, Jin Yanchen's hands rested lightly on her waist. This was the most well-behaved dance he had ever done. His warm breath fanned against her ears, but he did nothing and quietly accompanied Jian Yi throughout the entire dance.

Jian Yi asked: "Why are you celebrating my birthday?"

Jin Yanchen smiled nonchalantly: "There is no reason. If others have it, you should have it too."

"You said no one remembered your birthday, so I'll hold a big one so everyone will remember that today is your birthday."

The music stopped, the crowd gathered, and Jian Yi's eyes stayed on Jin Yanchen's face for a long time.

He was dissolute and casual, holding a cigarette between two fingers, he walked to a dark place where no one was around, leaned lazily against the wall, and when he lowered his head to bite the cigarette, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked over. His behavior was dignified and elegant, but his smile was so seductive that it made people's hearts sway.

The clock is about to strike midnight.

Jian Yi thought of many small details that had been neglected in the past few days, such as the high-end dress that had been put in the closet a few days in advance, and the cake flavor that Aunt Ling had asked her to choose in advance.
It turns out that these were all birthday surprises unique to her.

Jian Yi pursed her lips. She felt as if the emptiness in her heart was filled. She smiled generously and raised her glass to him. "Here's to you."

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and pushed her glass down a little with his fingers. He smiled and said, "How about toasting?"

"Do not."

Jian Yi looked at him steadily: "Cheers to this moment." Cheers to the true feelings at this moment.

It was rare to see her being so serious and emotional. Jin Yanchen chuckled and clinked his glass with his. When he looked up, the words "past" and "present" intertwined before his eyes. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and thought about the future.

A sharp-eyed classmate happened to see them in the same frame. He looked around suspiciously for a while, and finally asked Jian Yi in a low voice, "Jian Yi, do you know Mr. Jin?"

Jian Yi hadn't figured out how to answer this question. Jin Yanchen turned his head and lazily took over the conversation for her.

"me."

"I'm pursuing classmate Jian Yi."

(End of this chapter)