Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 9 Go ahead, I'm with you

At this time, someone said, "Hey, our Yanchen is so outstanding, why doesn't the old man quickly arrange a marriage for him?"

"What's so good about getting married? Don't try to push Yanchen into the fire pit."

Mo Yucheng whistled, and his eyes wandered around randomly, not knowing where they landed. When the whistle stopped, he suddenly laughed with interest, pointed outside the door, and said, "Yanchen, what do you think of that person outside the door?"

"My dear friends, I can introduce you two.

Let’s get to know each other.”

Jin Yanchen looked over calmly. There were all beautiful girls, but she was the most outstanding one standing there. She had cold white and translucent skin, a slender neck, and stood beside the walnut-colored door with her hands hanging down. Her manners were unbelievably good.

She looked pure, without any makeup but with her own color, and her cold eyebrows were melted by the slight childishness in her eyes, adding a bit of just the right amount of youthfulness and haziness. Her eyes looked at him so softly and lightly.

Jin Yanchen raised his eyes: "Don't joke around, you're still a little girl."

The people present withdrew their frivolous gazes, stopped whistling, straightened their attitudes, and even the waiter carrying the fruit plate respectfully invited Jian Yi in.

Lin Qingruan spoke at the right time. She held her forehead and said, "I drank too much and my head hurts a little."

Mo Yucheng glanced at her and followed her words, "Shall I take you home?"

Lin Qingruan shook her head and said, "Sorry to bother you guys. My friend is here to pick me up."

His gaze naturally drifted to Jian Yi. Mo Yucheng squinted his eyes and took a look, then played a game of it.

He smiled, pushed Jian Yi forward, and said casually, "How can that be? I will take you back myself."

"I think Yanchen has had a bit too much, could you trouble your friend to take him back?"

Half-heartedly, Jian Yi walked in front of Jin Yanchen again.

He was sitting on the off-white leather sofa with his legs crossed. He was not surprised to see her coming and pointed to the chair next to him, meaning for her to sit down.

Jian Yi lowered her eyes slightly and looked at him closely. In fact, she found that he was born with a pair of passionate eyes. His dull temperament seemed to be acquired, just like ice cubes in vodka, the cold and the heat confronting and blending. His temperament was mysterious and unique.

"I'll return your clothes to you."

Making up a random excuse, Jian Yi placed her handbag at his feet, then placed her hands on her knees and faced him in a very obedient manner.

Sitting here, Jian Yi was actually a little at a loss. Late at night always makes people out of control. She didn't know why she came here by some strange force. When she really saw him, she couldn't say anything.

Jin Yanchen laughed, leaned lazily on the sofa with his arms, rubbed his sore forehead, and looked a little relaxed in front of her.

He asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

Jian Yi nodded and added, "But no

I drove a car. "

"It's okay, I'll be watching you."

Jin Yanchen grabbed the car keys on the coffee table. His eyes caught sight of the handbag. He picked it up and shook it twice. The clothes were still as good as new. He stretched out his arms and put the clothes on her.

This posture is intimate and effortless.

Jian Yi was a little nervous when getting in the car. He lowered his head and frantically looked for the position of the clutch and brake.

Jin Yanchen folded his hands behind his head and watched her movements in a comfortable posture.

When she was fastening her seat belt, a strand of her hair got tangled in it. Jin Yanchen reached out and took it out for her. There was a misty light in the car, and her slender neck was as white as jade.

She tilted her head slightly and looked straight ahead with bright eyes. Even with the slightest touch, I could feel her back tense up due to nervousness.

"Are you drunk?" The little girl suddenly turned around and asked him hesitantly.

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrow and said, "You are so unconfident in your own skills."

Jian Yi pursed her lips and quietly defended, "No one said that you must be able to drive after getting a driver's license."

This made Jin Yanchen laugh. He raised his chin, put a hand on her steering wheel, and casually turned it to the left, speaking in a low voice.

"Go ahead, I'm with you."

Jian Yi's eyes trembled. She knew that Jin Yanchen's words probably had no other meaning, but for some reason, she felt like there was a taut thread in her heart, and he was pulling it tightly, and then there was a sound of something breaking.

He was using tenderness to silently melt the string of reason in her heart.

She always walked forward with her head covered, but no one ever told her to be at ease or to cover her up. Jian Yi hurriedly tapped the display screen, and the music stopped. She didn't want to sink into this.

——How can you miss someone you have never met.

——Even though we have never met, I still need you.

This playlist fits her current mood. Jian Yi sighed silently in her heart. Perhaps to someone like Jin Yanchen who just passed by in the world, she was indeed a stranger she had never met.

Maybe it was out of interest, or maybe it was just gentlemanly courtesy, he would often show her some rare tenderness. This tenderness was like an addictive drug, and she missed it for more than a year.

The road was empty in the early hours of the morning. The shadows outside the cars would sometimes be reflected on his face. While waiting for the red light, Jian Yi would also secretly glance at him. At that time, the lights of thousands of homes were reflected behind him, but he did not show any warmth at all.

Jian Yi suddenly remembered this sentence.

He looked at the world with cold eyes and never entered the mundane world.

The car stopped at a private apartment. Jian Yi had an excellent memory. She parked the car in the basement and was a little hesitant when getting out of the car.

Jin Yanchen leaned quietly on the chair, his long eyelashes reflected in circles under his eyes. At this time, the ink color had condensed to the deepest part, and Jian Yi smelled the cool scent of cedar on him.

In a confined space, the two of them were so close to each other.

It seems like there is no way to escape.

Jian Yi turned off the music and sat quietly with him in the carriage for half an hour.

Later, Jin Yanchen suddenly woke up, and with a hoarse voice, he asked her what time it was.

Jian Yi looked down at the watch and said, "Four o'clock
carve."

Jin Yanchen frowned, the metal cigarette lighter lit up, and he leaned against the car window and smoked a cigarette quietly. When the last bit of the flame went out, he returned to his gentle and calm look, opened the car door, raised his hand to block her forehead, and pressed the elevator button.

He turned around and smiled at her, his tone very polite, "Thank you for troubling you all night, go upstairs and have a rest."

The room was no different from when Jian Yi came back last time. It was so deserted and didn't seem like a human world. Jian Yi guessed that Jin Yanchen probably didn't come here often.

So later when he teased and stuffed the two RMB bills that were pressed under the lamp back into her coat pocket with a smile, Jian Yi's whole face turned red.

The memory of that night came back to her mind again. The air seemed to be filled with the cool scent of pine wood from his body, which invisibly squeezed the space into a small and enclosed area, leaving her in a dilemma.

The night was dim, Jin Yanchen took off his dark gray coat, he raised his hand and picked up the short-legged glass on the coffee table, the golden wine was shaking slightly, he asked her if she wanted a glass.

Jian Yi shook his head: "After drinking for a while, I can't go back."

Jin Yanchen stared at her for a while, lowering his gaze, his eyes showing the depth of the ups and downs of life, then he looked away calmly and said to her gently, "I'll ask the driver to take you."

(End of this chapter)