Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 109 Here I come

The weather forecast says there will be an unprecedented downpour today.

Jian Yi didn't expect such a rainstorm to hit at this moment.

From the operating room to the morgue, you have to pass through a long corridor. The ambulance parked in the yard is still busy, and the doctors and nurses coming and going are in a hurry. This road is like a road of life. When you are born, you take a hurried look at it, and when you leave, you are reluctant to leave and stay in the world again.

Jian Yi followed behind in silence, the heavy rain blew off the corners of her clothes, and the strong wind swallowed her hair. She was like a lonely and helpless wandering soul, following her only relative wetly.

In the storm, a dark black Bugatti slowly stopped.

The car door opened, and the man's figure was hidden under a long umbrella. The rain was embedded in his brow, and a pair of cold eyes were revealed in front of people. It was obviously a cold face that was not moved by the world, but when he raised his eyes to look at her, he seemed like a god descended to the earth.

The moment their eyes met, Jian Yi was stunned on the spot.

She felt as if the softest part of her heart was gently touched, and tears burst out. She squatted on the ground and cried like a child.

"Jin Yanchen, what should I do? From now on...I will be alone."

She cried desperately and hopelessly, her vision blurred by the mist. She felt Jin Yanchen's breath just within her reach, this was the breath she was attached to.

She cried unrestrainedly, venting her emotions by shouting his name in the middle of the night.

And Jin Yanchen hugged her tightly in the heavy rain, his arms firmly supporting her. He was still dusty from the long journey, but he still comforted her tirelessly.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyi."

"I am coming."

Jian Yi had been crying uncontrollably for a long time. She felt as if her soul had been pulled out of her body, and in the end, she could only stare into the distance numbly.

Jin Yanchen held her gently, covered her shivering body with a coat, and finally held her tightly with his body temperature.

He gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips. No matter how much time passed, he would always treat her with tenderness and affection.

Jin Yanchen stretched out his hand to shield her from the wind and rain: "Maybe I shouldn't be by your side, but at this moment, when you are sad, I can't help but be by your side."
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Jian Yi and Wen Ruo took three days off.

She cheered up after crying for a while. Jian Chengfeng was unable to come back in time, so she completed all the procedures by herself, went to the funeral, went to the cremation, and stayed alone in the mourning hall.

At that time, she felt like the sky was falling. Every corner of the house was filled with memories of her grandmother. Sometimes when she sat at the door, she could vaguely hear her grandmother waving at her and calling her to eat.

The night before Grandma Jian was sent for cremation, Jian Yi was forcibly taken away by Jin Yanchen.

She hadn't had a proper meal for three days. Her face was pale due to insomnia, and the tears under her eyes had dried. Her whole body was covered in a suspender skirt, and her figure was shaky. She was about to faint in the next second.

Jin Yanchen brought the porridge and sat beside the bed, feeding her mouthful by mouthful.

He is like a perfect lover, doing everything in a considerate and meticulous manner.

Jian Yi drank a bowl of porridge in silence. When she opened her mouth to speak, she felt a bitter taste in her mouth.

In the end, she just stared at him with red eyes, "Jin Yanchen, we..."

"You don't have to think about our relationship now. I came here today just out of my instinct to protect you. You don't have to feel any burden because of this."

Jin Yanchen's long eyelashes drooped, and his tone was light and indifferent, as if he could take anything and let it go.

"I'll leave as soon as you get better. It's up to you whether you want to see me or not."

Jian Yi looked at him silently.

She didn't expect their reunion to start like this, and she didn't expect his attitude to be so unpredictable. She almost asked in despair, "Didn't you tacitly agree to let me go at the beginning? Why do you let me do what I want today?"

However, she said nothing, but just looked deeply into his face. At a certain moment, she despised her own soul, despised herself for being so addicted to his tenderness during the hug.

"I know that you have a natural tendency to be flexible in love. When you are in love, you are affectionate, but when you want to let go, you are calm and rational."

"But Jin Yanchen, I can't waver in my love. I have given you my most passionate love without reservation. Similarly, I don't have a second love to squander on you."

Jian Yi lifted the quilt and got off the bed. The soft velvet quilt made her feel so comfortable and collapsed that she almost didn't want to get up.

However, she still got off the bed and walked out of the garden-style five-star hotel stubbornly, just like when she left the lakeside villa without looking back.

She no longer looked back, no longer had any lingering feelings, and naturally she could not see the man's dim eyes the moment she turned around.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Jin Yanchen rushed back to Kyoto. As soon as he entered the company gate, Cheng Ning ran to greet him.

The reason was simple. There was an important meeting at four o'clock, and he, the host, had not returned for a long time. It was like a battle without a main general, and the morale of the army was always unstable.

Just before entering the conference room, Jin Yanchen said, "Give me a cup of coffee, and also, help me book a ticket to Gusu."

Cheng Ning was surprised: "You still want to look for Miss Jian?"

Jin Yanchen thought for a moment, then turned around and added, "Buy all the tickets you can this week."

Cheng Ning skillfully opened the ticket booking software, his fingertips lingered on the ticket purchase interface, and he couldn't help but complain, "Mr. Jin might as well open a Beijing-Suzhou express line."

Unexpectedly, Jin Yanchen thought about it seriously and said, "It can be considered."

"Help me find a full-time driver to travel between Kyoto and Suzhou."

Cheng Ning stood there speechless.
The new secretary didn't know the situation and ran over with a pile of documents and asked which address of Jin Yanchen they should be sent to.

He laughed, handed over a mailing address, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Send them all to Miss Jian's home. Our President Jin's heart has fallen into her home."

The secretary stood there in a daze, holding the thin piece of paper and wondering who this rumored Miss Jane was.

Mo Yucheng followed closely behind. He was now working with Jin Yanchen to start a company, and he was full of energy. After hearing what Cheng Ning said, he also joked, "I'm not saying that your President Jin can really control his temper. It's been a few years, right? I thought he had really forgotten about her, but who knew that as soon as the little girl cried, he immediately flew over."

Cheng Ningke didn't dare to join him in making fun of his boss.

He coughed lightly, and met Jin Yanchen's gaze from not far away. His scalp subconsciously tightened, and he simply slipped away around the corner.

Mo Yucheng didn't care. He just picked up a suit jacket and glanced into the conference room. The negotiating experts on the opposite side had not arrived yet. He was too lazy to pretend to be serious, so his body suddenly slacked and his tone became lazy.

"How do you feel about the case inside?"

“It’s a tough one.”

Jin Yanchen raised his eyes slowly and said, "But if we take it down, we can achieve more than half of our goal."

"Aren't you afraid that your old man will be jealous of you?"

"He's just afraid that I'm not ambitious enough."

Mo Yucheng smiled and joked, "I'm afraid the old man will never figure it out. Why don't you want to start your own business when you have a ready-made family business?"

"You and I both know who I have been working hard for all these years."

Jin Yanchen half turned around. In the thin sunlight, he was only wearing a single-layer white shirt. He leaned against the wall and bent slightly. The muscle lines between his waist and abdomen could be vaguely seen, and he looked very powerful.