Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 116 Let's Fight to the Death

When I woke up in the morning, Jin Yanchen was no longer in the apartment.

He didn't tell her how to decipher the fingerprint code for entering the house. When Jian Yi woke up, she felt indescribably empty. Maybe it was because the furnishings in the house were too new, or maybe it was because it was her first time sleeping here.

I didn't sleep well that night. The apartment is not soundproof. In the middle of the night, I heard Jin Yanchen sitting in the living room and making a phone call. His voice was low. It must be something at the company. It sounded quite difficult, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed up all night and got up early the next day to rush over.

Jian Yi sighed from the heart.

The incident of her being kidnapped was just a passing memory. Afterwards, Jin Yanchen never mentioned it again and all traces were erased. But the reason could be guessed from just a few words.

Most importantly, Jin Yanchen broke off with his family from then on.

Just as Jin Yanchen didn't want her to suffer any grievance while staying by his side, Jian Yi didn't want him to be in any difficult situation.

She is not 17 or 18 years old and doesn't know anything. She has been out in society alone for these years and sees everything much more clearly than before. Class is something that three generations of people have worked hard for. How can she easily cross it?
Jian Yi smiled bitterly, picked up last night's clothes from the bed, picked up the pair of high-heeled shoes with handmade sheepskin soles, and took a look underneath. As expected, the shoes would be ruined if they came into contact with water.

She found a garbage bag and planned to take it downstairs and throw it away together. Just like when she came yesterday, she didn't want to leave any traces here when she left.

There was a pack of Xuanhemen cigarettes on the table, with only two cigarettes left in it, probably left behind by Jin Yanchen before leaving.

Jian Yi took out a cigarette and shook it in his hand, then moved closer to it, imitating the movements of a man holding a cigarette. He fumbled around in the drawer for a while but couldn't find the lighter.

She suddenly felt bored and threw it into the trash can. She accidentally glanced at the file bag on the bedside table.

Out of respect, Jian Yi would not open anything that belongs to others.

But the document was signed by her, and seemed intended for her.

She opened it and looked at it. Her heart beat faster when she pulled out the document. A thin photo fell out in the middle and her heart skipped a beat.

It is a copy of Jin Yanchen’s ID card.

Following that were proof of his assets, a list of his bank deposits, and at the end a color photo taken when they were in Japan.

That day she bought an old version of CCD and took a few photos with him while standing on the street.

I originally wanted to wash it when I returned home, but then I stuffed it into my suitcase and forgot to take it out.

Jian Yi's fingertips trembled, and when tears were about to burst out, she quickly stuffed the photo back.

She turned and left the apartment, and got on a taxi when the morning mist just began to rise. She watched the rows of apartment lofts gradually shrink into a shadow in her field of vision, and all her dreams were blurred in the fog.

When I arrived at Lin Qingruan's place, it was just a quarter after seven. She hadn't gotten up yet. She opened the door yawning, looking like she was welcoming a rare guest.

"I never thought you would come back to Kyoto one day."

Jian Yi smiled slightly. She had never thought that this day would come.

Lin Qingruan now lives in a luxurious residential complex in the city. This community has no other advantages except that it is extremely private. Many big names in the entertainment industry live here.

Sometimes Lin Qingruan would joke with her and ask her which star she liked, and she would go door to door to ask for autographs.

Jian Yi smiled and said, "Then won't we be called to the police and arrested as illegitimate fans?"

"What's the big deal? Will your boss Jin not bail you out?"

The smile on Jian Yi's face faded. She didn't want to associate the place name with a person, but sometimes she had to admit that every step she took here was inseparable from him.

Lin Qingruan went to the bathroom to wash her face. She always said whatever she wanted to say in front of Jian Yi, without any reservations, and said directly, "You were away all these years, so there are some things you don't know, but I saw them all clearly in Kyoto." "The day you left, Song Zhi was sent back to England. The Jin family has few members of this generation, and the old man values ​​harmony the most. Who do you think Jin Yanchen is venting his anger for by making such a big fuss?"

"He has given up all the wealth that was within his reach these years and has gone out on his own to work hard. What do you think he is thinking?"

Each of these words was like a huge rock hitting Jian Yi's heart.

She covered her face and told Lin Qingruan to stop talking, stop giving her any glimmer of hope, and stop her from dreaming in vain.

Lin Qingruan asked: "What do you think? There must be a result, right?"

"Teacher Wen called me last night and told me that the school is recruiting in the fall. He asked me to take my resume and try it out." Jian Yi said softly, "I will probably stay in Suzhou. I don't think I'll see him again in the future."

"Then will you be willing to accept this?" Lin Qingruan looked at her darkly, "You are only one step away from achieving your goal."

"There is no such thing as being willing or unwilling. Love is about fate. Moreover, if you really love someone, you can't bear to see him compromise, tolerate, and suffer all kinds of grievances. You hope that everything goes well for him and he lives his life in high spirits."

"Qing Ruan, you should understand this principle better than me."

Lin Qingruan had nothing to say. She picked up a bottle of expensive essence from the dressing table. No matter how expensive the skin care products were, they could not cover the fine lines gradually appearing at the corners of her eyes. As the years went by, she had been with Mo Yucheng for five years without realizing it, but she would never forget the first year.

That was the most difficult year of her life.

Happiness was real. Being with Meng Ze was like a dream. She was like a young girl who tasted love for the first time.

It is true that he was overwhelmed. That year was particularly difficult. Meng Ze planned to stay in school as a teacher, but rumors spread everywhere in the school, and in the end he could hardly gain a foothold.

Later, she reached a desperate situation. Her aunt's condition continued to deteriorate, and tickets to Kyoto's hospitals were as hard to get as tickets to a popular concert. Mo Yucheng sat in the stretched Lincoln car and looked at her silently.

Otherwise, why do people in their circle seem so noble and elegant in doing things like robbing and plundering? They had to wait for Lin Qingruan to stagger over and beg for mercy step by step.

At that time, Mo Yucheng pinched her chin, and he kissed her in front of Meng Ze, smiling meanly, "Don't you want your first love boyfriend anymore?"

Lin Qingruan stared at him with red eyes. She said, "Mo Yucheng, let's fight to the death."

Nowadays, I occasionally hear from classmates that Meng Ze has already gone abroad to develop. In recent times when he returned to China, I heard that he has married and had children, and is living a happy life.

Lin Qingruan smiled and felt that this was the best outcome.

"You dumped Jin Yanchen, which made me proud. It's a great pleasure in life. I often used this to tease Mo Yucheng." Lin Qingruan stretched out her arm and touched her. "How about it? It's a rare opportunity to come to Beijing. Let me be the host?"

It happened to be the weekend and there were no classes at school. Jian Yi thought about it and agreed readily, and sent a text message to Wen Ruo.

In the letter, she promised to attend the recruitment as scheduled, and took the opportunity to thank Wen Ruo for her planning.

The text message was replied quickly, with two short words - [polite], just like his warm and polite style.

Throwing down her cell phone, Jian Yi simply took a nap at Lin Qingruan's place. Lin Qingruan's place was quiet. In her words, during the day, people were filming and going out, but at night, the place became really lively with the bright lights of cars and the coming and going of people.

Mo Yucheng will also come to her place tonight.

However, Lin Qingruan wanted Jian Yi to stay here tonight and accompany her for one more night. They had not seen each other for four or five years since they last parted.

The one time she got in touch with him was when the school security office called her.

It was said that a courier with Jian Yi's name on it was sent to the school. It was winter vacation at that time, and the school security guard was rushing home for the New Year. He got her phone number from other classmates and asked her to contact Jian Yi and ask her to take her back.

Only then did Lin Qingruan realize how decisive this girl was. She left very decisively and even cancelled her Kyoto phone number.