Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 123 Jin Yanchen, you must be vigorous and energetic for the rest of your life
His tone was a little helpless: "Don't always wait downstairs of my house."

"Xiaoyi, your calculation is too clear."

Jin Yanchen smiled lazily, opened the car door and got out. The cicadas in midsummer were noisy, but he felt the unique warmth and coolness in this summer night.

"Can't sleep?"

"Maybe you'll be able to see it when you come out someday--"

Jin Yanchen patted the front of the car and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm keeping the lights on for you, Xiaoyi."

Jian Yi was speechless.

After a moment, she quietly asked, "What are you doing with the light on?"

Jin Yanchen seemed to be waiting for her to say this.

His smile faded, a cool breath lingered over her, his bony hands pressed against her back, and his voice was against her ear.

"I'm afraid you'll cry. You can lean on me when you want to cry."

Jian Yi's tears fell instantly. The old people and the old scene, a scene that she had never even dared to imagine, appeared before her.

She had thought more than once that if she and Jin Yanchen could really have a future, she would definitely hold his hand and tell Grandma Jian that he was different from those playboys in the wealthy families. He was gentler than anyone else and loved her more than anyone else.

But such a scene will never happen again. Agents came one after another to discuss selling the house, but Jian Yi refused to give in. She stubbornly wanted to hold on to the last bit of memory.

In the end, Jin Yanchen patted her back gently, and he let her vent her emotions quietly as if he was coaxing a child.

During the days after Grandma Jane passed away, guests coming and going in the house all advised her, asking her to "stop crying" and "be strong", but only Jin Yanchen saw through her fragility from beginning to end, and only he told her to cry as much as she wanted, to speak out if she was unhappy, and that nothing was more important than herself.

Jian Yi leaned on his shoulder and cried silently. The wind would carry away all her cries. At night, she only needed to snuggle on this man's shoulder and show all her vulnerability.

"Actually, you don't need to think so much now. I don't need you to give me an answer yet." Jin Yanchen whispered, "Let it be. As for the fate you mentioned, I will fight against it."

A man's promise is like a sword, standing firmly in the frosty cold.

Jian Yi's heart was roaring for a long time. She raised her head in a daze. There was a heavy snow in the wind, and the destination was unknown. Jin Yanchen would actually stay for her one day.

The night settles in this city, and the lights of the small town are suppressed by a layer of soft light. It is not as bright and golden as the streets of Shanghai, but it has a bit more of the tenderness and gentleness of home.

There was a big locust tree planted in the Jian family's yard. The flowering season had passed, so Jian Yi simply moved a rocking chair underneath to cool off.

The house was not big. One of the two empty rooms was hers and the other was Grandma Jane's. The others were used as storage rooms to store miscellaneous items.

Jian Yi carried the quilt to the easternmost room. When she came back through the corridor, she said to Jin Yanchen, "You sleep in my room tonight, and I'll sleep with grandma."

Jin Yanchen hummed, and suddenly he took Jian Yi's hand and motioned her to look up.

"Look at the stars."

"The brightest one is grandma's eye."

"Grandma is watching you. She wants to see you grow up safely." Jin Yanchen paused, looked at her word by word and said, "You have to be happy every day."

Jian Yi was in a trance for a moment.

She smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and glanced at Jin Yanchen's face. She was a little hesitant, but still hugged him lightly.

"You too."

Jian Yi said, "Jin Yanchen, you must be full of vigor and vitality for the rest of your life." This was the first time Jin Yanchen came to Jian Yi's room. The area was not very large. Apart from a single bed, there was a wooden desk. The bookcase was filled with various teaching supplementary books according to the year of school, which looked quite old.

He found a photo of Jian Yi when she was a child. It should have been taken when she was one year old. Her hair was still very short, and she was riding on a small wooden horse, looking a bit like a little boy.

Jin Yanchen flipped through the photo album. The photos at the back were family photos of each year. They should have been sent by Jian Chengfeng every year. She had not lived with her parents since she was a child, and there was no place for her in the family photos. It was difficult for her to collect them one by one.

When he turned to the last page, his fingertips paused and his eyes froze unconsciously.

He didn't even know when Jian Yi took this photo, maybe at a party, or maybe when they first met.

In the photo, he was sitting upright on the sofa, the wine glass in his hand tilted unconsciously, his eyes looking forward lazily.

Jin Yanchen felt an inexplicable dryness in his throat because of the time they had spent together.

Later, Jian Yi walked in from the door. She took a disposable toothbrush and a clean towel. She caught a glimpse of Jin Yanchen pushing her bookcase and immediately blocked it in front of him.

Jin Yanchen smiled faintly and raised his hand to point at the land she was blocking.

"It's just a love letter, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"I didn't know our Xiaoyi was so popular when he was in school."

Jian Yi's face flushed slightly. Those letters that were pressed at the bottom were suddenly turned out. She had the illusion that Jin Yanchen was invading her time. That was a period of youth that he had not participated in, but now, there were also traces of him.

"Put everything here. If you need anything else, you can call me." Jian Yi paused, his hand already on the handle, "I'll be leaving first. Go to bed early."

"Do you have any ointment?"

Hearing this, Jian Yi's leg that had just crossed the threshold immediately withdrew again. She shook her head hesitantly and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"hand pain."

Jin Yanchen raised his hand and unbuttoned the top button of his cuff.

He sat back on her single bed covered with a pink quilt, his body slumped, and he felt drowsy and his voice became hoarse.

"I haven't slept for two days. I've been busy signing documents."

Jian Yi hummed, staring at her toes, without saying a word or moving her feet forward.

She was thinking about how she should care about him now. While she was hesitating and wavering, she heard Jin Yanchen speak again -
"You have to keep signing. Cheng Ning won't let me see you until you finish."

He sat up from the bed, his double eyelids had a deep wrinkle, which made his eyes look sentimental for no reason.

The drawn-out tone of voice at this moment was so naughty and unrestrained that it was hard to resist.

How could Cheng Ning be so powerful? Jian Yi burst out laughing. She took the hot water and scalded the towel. While drying it, she casually said, "Then why did you have to come to me?"

"Why do you think it is?"

The iron bed behind him made a creaking sound. It was the sound of Jin Yanchen getting off the bed.

He walked behind her and put his arms around her. Even if his arms were only vaguely around her, his presence was hard to ignore.

The two people suddenly got close.

Jin Yanchen used her hand to dry her with a towel. His breath was hot and water dripped down, splashing into Jian Yi's heart.

Her whole body was stiff, but surprisingly she was not repelled by Jin Yanchen's aura.