Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 115 You don’t admit it after you kissed me?

"This heart is all about you."

In the darkness, Jin Yanchen grabbed her hand and slowly pressed it against his chest.

In the silent and silent space, he told her clearly and explicitly, "Xiaoyi, my heart beats for you."

Jian Yi shrank back suddenly, forgetting that her wrist was grasped in his palm. After a rebound, she floated back into his arms like a kite with a broken string.

Jin Yanchen groaned in his chest, and his fingertips snaked up along the hollow of her back. He whispered softly in her ear, "I'll play the piano for you next time, okay?"

Simple meaning does not say good or bad.

There were some things she couldn't answer now. The situation was just like before, when Jin Yanchen remained silent about the love she longed for.

Jin Yanchen's emotions were surging in the darkness.

Waiting was his shallowest sincerity. As long as Jian Yi was willing, he was willing to give her anything.

Forgot who started it.

As they stumbled in the dark night, their lips pressed together. Jian Yi tasted the flavor of wheat wine, perhaps it was from her lips, or perhaps it came from Jin Yanchen.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and they hugged each other quietly in the night.

The kiss fell silently, just like their silent love for each other, which may never see the light of day.

It was the hottest June, but Jian Yi felt cold all over. She trembled and leaned in his arms, asking him in a dissonant tone, "Jin Yanchen, what do you want?"

Jin Yanchen looked at her deeply, then hugged her with one arm and pressed her down on the bed.

The lights from thousands of homes outside the window beside the bed are the only source of light that can penetrate this room.

Every frame of the movie that flashed by stacked up into a picture behind Jin Yanchen. His facial features were so delicate that he looked like a Hong Kong or Taiwan star who walked out of an old movie. At this moment, there was a kind of blurred affection in his eyes.

"I want you to look at me..."

Jin Yanchen leaned forward, his voice hoarse, "I want you to like me."

"I want you to cry for me too."

He brushed his fingertips lightly under her eyes. His palms were dry, but the words he spoke were sticky and emotional.

Jian Yi closed her eyes.

She heard that the movie had reached a climax. The lines in the movie seemed like a portrayal of life and were particularly fitting in this passionate atmosphere.

The heroine of the story is narrating -
[We are infatuated but cannot be together. We struggle in infatuation. Every minute is heart-wrenching. We cannot get through every night without getting drunk.]

Struggling with infatuation.

Jian Yi laughed to herself. She put her arms around Jin Yanchen's neck, and feeling his gaze looking down at her, she ignored everything and kissed him.

Jin Yanchen felt a drop of liquid falling on the back of his hand.

He lowered his head and saw Jian Yi's tears.

Jin Yanchen completely calmed down at this moment, and all the passion for the meeting faded away at this moment.

He looked down at Jian Yi, a girl he had never thought would stay in his life for so long.

When I first met her, she was like a little peacock with high morale, carrying her suitcase and walking forward without looking back.

In Jin Yanchen's imagination, she will have a bright future and will always move forward with high spirits.

And he will only be a brief stop in her glorious life.

But love transcends reason, and he began to plan for a future.

But the premise of all this is based on her willingness.

Alcohol numbs the soul and can make people lose their minds late at night.

Jin Yanchen stood up, looked at Jian Yi with tender eyes, and kissed her forehead gently. "Good night, little girl."

Jian Yi was still somewhat dazed from her detached state. She felt her breathing quicken and she felt suppressed. She couldn't tell whether it was love or desire that was about to burst out. In the end, Jin Yanchen just tucked in the quilt for her.

His voice was gentle and affectionate: "If I don't stop today, our relationship will add another troublesome night to you tomorrow."

Jin Yanchen went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Jian Yi slowly sat up from the bed. From her perspective, she could only see half of Jin Yanchen's body. She saw Jin Yanchen casually picked up a matchbox from the dining table. He smoked very skillfully, biting the cigarette between his lips and looking into the distance. His figure looked a little desolate.

Jin Yanchen ordered a refill during the meal.

One advantage of this apartment is the 24-hour butler service. If you need anything, just make a phone call downstairs.

It was late at night and he had no appetite, so he just ordered her a cup of warm milk to nourish her stomach.

The emotions that Jian Yi had just left behind now surfaced like tea foam. She held the cup and slowly pushed open the balcony door.

Jin Yanchen was still standing there. Jian Yi walked over slowly. The cigarette in his hand had been put out long ago. Over the years since they separated, he had listened to her very much and his smoking habit had improved a lot.

"Still can't sleep?"

Jin Yanchen laughed: "There is only one movie left in the cabinet. If you still can't fall asleep after watching it, then I can't comfort you anymore."

The balcony is a good place to express one's feelings, but the weather got colder as the night deepened. Jin Yanchen glanced at Jian Yi and led her into the house.

Jian Yi smoothed her hair and followed him slowly into the house.

She turned her head and looked out the window. The sky was still vast, the rivers were still mighty, and the mountains and rivers in this world would not change because of her departure.

Jin Yanchen still seemed the same as usual, standing there with a coat slung over his shoulder. He had just finished smoking a cigarette, and his body was a little cold after the rain, which made his breath even colder.

There was only a thin air-conditioned quilt in the house. Jian Yi spread out the pillows and lay down.

I am so exhausted tonight. From the surprise when we first met to now when the love has faded, we are speechless and the uncontrollable emotions are sweeping over me like a wave. In the end, I am left with numbness.

"Jin Yanchen."

Jian Yi called him one last time. She liked to call him by his full name. Apart from her, no other ignorant girl in the world would call him like that.

She lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling: "In the past five years, I have gradually accepted the fact that we are separated, and I am gradually getting used to the days without you."

"I will grow up to be independent and not rely on anyone."

Jian Yi blinked her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, thinking back to the day they separated, when it snowed heavily in the eastern suburbs. She also thought back to the day her grandmother passed away, when she felt helpless and alone in the hospital.

She never wanted to feel the hopelessness of loss and separation again.

Jin Yanchen was silent for a moment, then walked forward, gently held her head and brought her into his arms.

He tried to coax her seriously at first: "If being independent and self-reliant is what you want to be, then I support you."

At the back, he suddenly lowered his head and hooked the hair behind her ear in a somewhat ambiguous way, "But Xiaoyi, can you consider me in your future?"

Jian Yi was shocked by his words.

She lowered her head and saw the bony hand resting against her waist, with the five fingers stretched out as if measuring her waist.

When she lowered her head, she saw that Jin Yanchen's fingertips were empty. At that moment, she didn't know whether she was relieved or shocked.

Jian Yi took a deep breath and quickly escaped when the next kiss fell.

She was wrapped in the quilt like a quail, and pointed at the door from a distance in a muffled voice, her tone stiff and distant.

"It's too late. Time to go to bed."

She stuttered and could hardly speak clearly. Jin Yanchen was pushed away by her, and there was some surprise on his face.

After realizing what was happening, he chuckled, rubbing the cut on his lips that she had just bitten, and said with a half-smile: "Xiaoyi, you're not going to admit it after the kiss?"