Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 134 Many things, many possibilities, the prerequisite is you
She tilted her head back to kiss him.

Jin Yanchen chuckled softly, he lowered his head obediently, his lips lightly brushed across her lip line, and he unconsciously tasted the taste of her lipstick, which had a bit of chocolate sweetness, but was far less fragrant than hers.

At the moment they embraced each other, Jian Yi raised her slender neck and let out a sigh from the depths of her soul.

"Time has been kind to me, allowing you to appear in my life."

Jin Yanchen kissed the corner of her lips gently. He tilted his head slightly, rubbed his lips along her cheek to behind her ear, and his voice was deep and close to her eardrum, as if it wanted to flow into her heart.

"I'm going to tell you a story, a story I never tell anyone else."

"I have never believed in gods or Buddhas in my life. The only chance I had was when my mother held my hand before she died. She told me that she had committed too many sins in her life and asked me to return to her hometown to do good deeds. However, I did not expect to sow the seeds of karma unintentionally. Meeting you should be the last good fate that Buddha gave me."

Jin Yanchen held her cheek, his eyes full of affection. "You probably don't know that you are also my salvation. On New Year's Eve, you toasted me a glass and told me not to be bound by the past. After walking alone for more than ten years, you are the only one who covered my ears and told me to move forward, and told me that my parents' fault was not mine."

At that moment, Jian Yi felt that her life, which was like a floating duckweed, had finally found roots.

It was deeper than she had imagined, and her love was needed and had the power to heal others.

Her tears fell unrestrainedly on the back of Jin Yanchen's hand. She was crying with a smile. It seemed that the emotions that had been accumulated for four or five years were all poured out the moment she saw him. Jian Yi reached out and punched his chest, "You always make me cry."

Jin Yanchen squatted down and coaxed her kindly. He held her in his arms and let her cry her heart out.

His tone of voice became more frivolous, "If you are unhappy, just cry. I can always make you happy except in bed."

When people are emotionally impacted, they always lose their ability to think and subconsciously follow his words. Jian Yi blurts out, "Why didn't you coax me in bed?"

She is somewhat willful and unreasonable.

Jin Yanchen laughed softly, and was very pleased with her rare confusion.

He hooked his fingertips around the string of Buddhist beads wrapped around her wrist and said as if thinking, "I still need to coax her, but I have to use a different method."

Jin Yanchen leaned over, his breath like the tepid sea, swallowing her whole. Yet he wanted to rub his ears against hers, performing an inseparable lingering affair.

"It won't work to make you happy by coaxing you, but doing it can make you happy."

His careless jokes did dispel some of the sudden sadness tonight. Jian Yi was thin-skinned, and after hearing his words, she suddenly realized that it was late at night. She turned her face away and began to chase Jin Yanchen back to rest.

Who would have thought that Jin Yanchen touched the pocket of his windbreaker and looked surprised.

"It seems that Cheng Ning took the room card away."

I didn't know what was going on and fell into his trap again.

Jian Yi was half helpless, and the other half was so complicated and difficult to analyze, so she had to pretend to be angry.

"Jin Yanchen, what if I don't come out with you next time?"

Jin Yanchen readily replied, "Then I won't forget to get the room card either."

He was as cold as if covered with frost, but now he seemed affectionate when looking at her.

"Many things, many possibilities, the prerequisite is you."
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In late winter of that year, Jian Yi came to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year.

Before the New Year, Bai Hongmei called her and asked her to go home for the New Year. Jian Yi blocked her call with an indifferent response, "Is there still room for me to live in that home now?"

Bai Hongmei was speechless for a while, then continued, "You also know that life at home has been hard since your uncle went in. This is the only room your father begged for with great difficulty. Come back and sleep in my room, and your brother and I will make do with it."

Jian Yi was packing her suitcases when she accidentally glanced at the severance statement pressed in the cabinet. She said in a lighter tone, "Thank you for your kindness, but we are not a family now."

Bai Hongmei wanted to persuade her: "Yiyi, when you go home, your mother will give you New Year's money."

Unexpectedly, Jian Yi sneered and hung up the phone. Some things are just age-restricted. What's the use of giving New Year's money to someone who's 25 now if it's never been given before 18?

In the past two years, young people have moved to cities, and the old house has gradually fallen into decline. There is not much New Year atmosphere at the end of the year.

Jian Yi went to the street to buy two pairs of couplets. Lin Qingruan asked her to go to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year tonight. She said that since they were both alone, it would be a good opportunity for them to have hotpot together.

The Spring Festival couplets had to be posted in advance.

After burning incense and locking the door, Jian Yi turned around and took a deep look into the room.

She said silently in her heart: Grandma, Happy New Year.

It was just past five quarter when they drove to Lin Qingruan's building. This car was the one that Jian Yi and Jin Yanchen went to see two days ago. Jin Yanchen liked another SUV model, but Jian Yi thought this small one was good.

Her driving skills are average, so a smaller car would be more convenient to park anywhere.

When Jin Yanchen heard her words, he sneered, tapped her forehead with his knuckles, and said mockingly, "Is this all you have?"

"if not?"

After signing the contract and paying by credit card, Jian Yi looked back at him with the car keys in hand and said with a smile, "Should I be your full-time driver, Mr. Jin?"

"That's a really grand ambition." Jin Yanchen gave a short laugh and showed an attitude to continue the discussion with her. "Whatever salary you want, I'll give it to you."

Jian Yi said, "It must be no less than what I'm getting now. Working for Mr. Jin means being on call 24 hours a day, right? If I work overtime, I'll get triple pay on statutory holidays, and double pay on weekends if I don't take a day off."

"The salary He Wei is paying you is almost as high as Cheng Ning's." Jin Yanchen laughed dumbly, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness, "Xiaoyi, you've used all your economic law knowledge on me."

"You're a capitalist." Jian Yi opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.

Jin Yanchen glanced at her, and the faint smile on his lips was a little more tender.

"I, a capitalist, still bow down before you."
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The memories came to an abrupt end at this moment. Lin Qingruan stood in front of the supermarket refrigerator and asked her whether she wanted butter or vegetable oil as the base.

Jian Yi was stunned for a moment: "What base material?"

Lin Qingruan shouted in her ear in a bad mood: "Hot pot base!"

"Why are you so distracted today? Why do you only think of Jin Yanchen when you come to Kyoto?"

Jian Yi felt embarrassed as if her secrets had been exposed. She threw both packets of hot pot ingredients into the shopping cart, held Lin Qingruan's arm and said flatteringly, "No way, I'm treating you tonight, just take whatever you want."

Lin Qingruan gave up and threw the items in the refrigerator into the shopping cart as if she was sweeping it.

I was used to being poor when I was young, and after I grew up, I developed a habit of crazy shopping. I had to fill the refrigerator and bring enough cash to feel safe. Although I seemed to have a surplus of material things, I actually lacked love in my heart.

Lin Qingruan sighed deeply, "But I'm too old to fall in love now."

"You are only 25, why do you act so old?"

"My mental age for dating is definitely different from yours. Even at my age now, my aunt doesn't urge me to date. She directly urges me to get married."

Lin Qingruan sneered. A while ago, her aunt was given a critical illness notice by the hospital and was in a very bad condition. She pulled her with tears in her eyes and asked her to get married as soon as possible.