Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 92 Maybe... I can belong to you
Jian Yi's breathing suddenly stopped.

At this moment, she briefly felt her mind go blank, as if she was deprived of all her senses. Her heart was beating only for him.

No matter where they will end up in the future, Jian Yi thought that at this moment, she had also appeared briefly in Jin Yanchen's future.

True love in the world is as false as an illusion.

Just for this moment, cheers.

Jin Yanchen said: "You go abroad first."

Jian Yi said, "Okay."

He added: "Study for two years as a graduate student first. If you want to continue your doctoral studies or go into finance, I will support you."

Jian Yi still said: "Okay."

Jin Yanchen turned around and looked at her. The bell of Fanshan Temple sounded clear and melodious. Her eyebrows and eyes were like the dark clouds on the mountains and rivers, with a unique coldness, rationality and calmness. When she looked at him, she just smiled gently.

Jian Yi looked at him and said, "Whatever you say, it's fine."

He said he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, so Jian Yi secretly told his troubles to them.

She wanted to say that Jin Yanchen was the beacon of her life. When she was young, he wanted her to go out into the world, and every step she took was a firm step forward.

Jin Yanchen's eyes fell on her, feeling helpless, which finally turned into doting on his lips.

He held her hand with a smile, and his voice was like a wick in the dark night, captivating people's hearts.

"Don't ask me to say anything."

Jin Yanchen said gently: "It's up to you to decide what you want to do and what kind of world you want to be. You have to choose according to your own preferences. You don't just belong to Jin Yanchen's Jianyi."

Jian Yi's heart trembled suddenly. His sincerity was so great that it was enough to make her soul tremble.

And Jin Yanchen stood in front of her from beginning to end.

His tall figure cast a shadow that completely enveloped her. His breath was deep, like a cello, and his maturity and rationality fascinated her.

Jian Yi whispered, "Maybe... I can belong to you."

Jin Yanchen shook his head. He looked at her as if he was looking at a greedy child. Reason and calmness always had the upper hand. His eyes were warm but not obsessed, and he showed them with just the right amount of tenderness.

"You don't belong to me."

Jian Yi took a step back. She certainly understood what he meant, just like the moment they first met.

He said, “You have to go out into the world.”

The meaning of life is never to stop for one person. This is the truth that Jin Yanchen has always wanted to teach her.

No matter how true love is and what happens in the world, he should bear all the responsibility and he should not let a girl bear the blame and blame for him.

At noon, the sun had not yet risen, and the whole world was covered in a layer of gloomy gray, obscuring the floating clouds and making it impossible to see the present situation clearly.

Jin Yanchen chuckled for no reason in such a solemn atmosphere.

He lifted his eyelids, and looked upwards calmly with an unintentional disdain. He lowered his eyes and nodded as if planning something, but he only held her hand lovingly.

"But I can be yours."
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During the first year of college, life was much easier than Jianyi had imagined.

Jian Chengfeng never came to the school to look for him again. The warning given by Jin Yanchen was severe enough. He was a smart man who could judge the situation and did not dare to provoke him again.

Learning a language is a simple matter for Jian Yi, especially since she has always been excellent in English. When she has nothing to do, she hides in the library to read books, whether it is Eastern history or Western history, just to kill time. This day, she came out of the library and planned to get recommendation letters from several teachers.

Jin Yanchen had made arrangements in advance, so she didn't have to say anything when she entered and easily got letters of recommendation from several industry leaders.

When Jian Yi came out of the office, he still felt a little dizzy. If he did anything too easily, it would seem like a dream and unreal.

She met Lin Qingruan by chance at the stairs and joked with her, "It's like a bubble. I always feel like it will burst in the next second if I poke it."

Lin Qingruan leaned against the wall of the corridor and looked at her lazily with a smile: "Just be content, this may be the best outcome for you."

Jian Yixin was slightly moved by her words.

There was a look of confusion in her eyes. It was extremely difficult to ask someone who had never thought about the outcome to choose the best one.

The moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, she couldn't even see herself clearly.

She stuffed three letters of recommendation into her handbag. They were so light that they couldn't hold up the weight and were pressed into the innermost compartment of her platinum birkin like a piece of thin paper.

Lin Qingruan walked up and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, just let it go."

Jian Yi took a deep breath and said slowly, "The savings I have are probably enough to pay for the first year's tuition. I plan to work part-time while studying—"

"and then?"

Then--
Jane was stuck, she had never thought about such a future. If she had to describe it, she felt that her current life was like a car out of control. She was speeding on the track like a madman, not even knowing her destination.

Lin Qingruan looked at her quietly.

She lowered her voice and asked, "Jian Yi, have you really thought about your future?"

Jian Yi narrowed her eyes. The sky was still a dark gray, and the tightly packed clouds did not let in a single ray of light. She felt a tightness in her chest and reached out to Lin Qingruan to ask for a cigarette.

Lin Qingruan frowned deeply, spread out her hands lazily, and threw a handful of candy over.

"Stop doing."

Holding a mint candy in her mouth, the tip of her tongue was filled with coolness. Jian Yi pressed her forehead and was a little surprised. "Are you really quitting?"

Lin Qingruan hummed. It was a coincidence that she learned to smoke. She was with Mo Yucheng at the time and took a puff out of curiosity. Now she was determined to quit smoking, so naturally she didn't want to leave any traces.

"Don't try anything that's useless."

Jian Yi nodded, biting a mint candy, and looked past Lin Qingruan to the classroom across the corridor. The bell had just rung, and she saw students in groups of three or four filing out, holding hands. Whether they were studying or working, the direction of their lives was in their eyes.

During this year, there is a term in economics, which Jianyi majored in, called "Pareto improvement", which means making at least one person better without changing anyone else.

Recently, she often leaned against the window and wondered if she had narrowed the scope of the world too much, she had been to too few places, her definition of the world was pitifully narrow, her face was blurred by money and power, her body was paralyzed by alcohol, her body was dancing, but her soul had become a mask with a blank face.

Jian Yi left the silver-white birkin where it was.

Later, the bag was sent to the school's lost and found office. This classic style, which is limited to a certain number of pieces worldwide, was transferred out of the members' accounts several times and finally came into the hands of Jin Yanchen.

At the moment the secretary transferred the call, he was holding a board of directors executive meeting.

Cheng Ning would usually handle such small matters on his own, but the caller said that a student ID card of a Miss Jian was found in the handbag.

Jin Yanchen was stunned for a moment and asked Cheng Ning to put the bag in his car.

(End of this chapter)