Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 139 I said, you are also my salvation. (End of the text)

The original plan was to go down the mountain, but who knew that as soon as she stepped out of the door, Jin Yanchen took her hand and led her up the stairs.

Jian Yi was in a trance for a while, and the sound of the bell of Jiming Temple seemed to fall into her ears. She looked up and saw the temple on the high platform embedded in the green mountains. When she looked up, she felt the solemnity.

"Don't you believe this?"

Jin Yanchen turned around and looked at her: "Don't you believe this?"

It was the dead of winter, and a layer of frost had accumulated on the bluestone steps of Jiming Temple. They arrived at an unfortunate time when the temple was very popular, and the crowd was filled with lingering incense ash.

The Legal Affairs Office gave them three incense sticks, and the smoke was lingering in the mist. The uncertainty of the world seemed to be expelled in the pure land of Buddhism. Jian Yi did not take her three incense sticks. She had already achieved perfection and did not dare to be greedy, lest her dreams were in vain.

Jin Yanchen was unusually serious this time. He walked to the lamp-lighting area at the lotus base and respectfully lit three incense sticks. He walked towards her, the smell of smoke gathering in front of him. He reached out and stuffed something into her pocket.

Jian Yi looked down and saw that it was a handwritten letter.

In this fast-paced Internet age, a handwritten reply is invaluable.

Jian Yi blinked her eyelashes, a little unsure about the content of the letter. It was not because she was worried, but because she was frightened. It was because Jin Yanchen was too good to her. He gave her the house in the eastern suburbs as a gift. She was afraid that there was something in it that she could not bear.

But fortunately, this is just a simple handwritten letter. The handwriting written by the soft brush is vigorous and flamboyant, but it reveals the most complete heart of a man.

A picture vaguely emerged in front of her eyes, she didn't know which late night it was, he was bent over his desk writing. If there is any oath in the world that is more credible, it must be the piety of walking in front of the incense of the Bodhisattva.

Dear classmate Jianyi:
When I wrote this, I thought about this title again and again, but after much thought, I still think it is most appropriate to call you this. Because in my heart, you have never been anyone, and you will not be framed by any identity in society.

When we first met, I felt that you were like a butterfly that was about to spread its wings and fly high into the sky that belongs to you, and I was just the human world where you stayed for a short time.

I am on the high platform, with the Buddha in front of me. My heart is as clear as a mirror. I will tell you all the love, hate, anger and ignorance in the world.

Since the beginning of the story is that you love me, then I think the ending of the story should also be for me to give you an answer.

[From Jin Yanchen]

It's a very thin piece of paper, but it feels like a thousand pounds when held in the hand.

Jian Yi felt so bitter in her heart. She turned her head with difficulty and said, "I'm telling you, not forcing you to give me an answer. It's because I thought we would never see each other again. I want to tell you that even if there are conspiracies everywhere in this world, I will still treat you with sincerity."

"That's all." She said with a firm look in her eyes, "My secret crush is my own choice. You don't need to take any responsibility for it."

"Xiaoyi, you didn't read my letter carefully." Jin Yanchen chuckled. He leaned over and pinched a corner of the envelope, pointing to a line and reading it in her ear, "I said, you are also my salvation."

"I used to think that love was the foolishness of the weak, that love makes people crazy and lose their minds. There is no love in my world and there should not be love, but because of you, I found that love is a calm and positive force. Love will make people move forward instead of being trapped in the same place forever."

Jin Yanchen's eyes flashed with a scene, that was when they had just met. In the holiday villa, she leaned on the balcony with her hands, and happily toasted him, "I wish that neither of us will be troubled by the past."

That was the first time he saw such great ambition in a nineteen-year-old girl.

It was also the first time someone used the word "past" to connect him.

The thin but stubborn back in the snowy night was like a child who would never admit defeat. At some point, Jin Yanchen also saw his younger self.

So he held her hand and walked with her for a long time, hoping that she would have a smooth life.

The two of them met in the bitter winter and passed each other in the fierce summer, but they were like two burning fires, and their love was always bright.

The passers-by looked at the two of them, and they, a pair of pilgrims from the secular world, seemed to be oblivious to all eyes in this vast world.

Jin Yanchen, on the other hand, didn't care at all. He stood with his hands hanging down, his posture upright, and smiled at her inadvertently, revealing a bit of laziness and coldness for no reason.

There was a kind of nobleness that didn't fit in with the world, but he said to her word by word, "Xiaoyi, I want to give you the best answer to my secret love."

There was deep affection in his eyes: "I want to spend my whole life telling you the answer."

There is no eternal light in this world, but there is eternal true love.

The room was filled with fireworks, and the Bodhisattva in the Manjusri Hall looked down upon the world with a pair of compassionate eyes. Jian Yi found traces of the past in these compassionate eyes.

She thought of the first day she and Jin Yanchen reunited, when the pines were falling, frost and snow covered the city, and the bells of Jiming Temple rang loudly. She respectfully lit three incense sticks.

The King Kong's eyes are angry, don't think of anger and stupidity. But Jianyi always thinks of Jin Yanchen. He doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas and doesn't love the world. His fingertips are carelessly holding the scarlet cigarette butt, and he turns his head to smile at her casually.

It was like a flashy dream, with incense burning brightly at the end of the corridor, and Jin Yanchen really walked towards her.

"Simple meaning."

It was the first time he called her name so seriously, his warm fingertips brushed under her eyes, and his tone was unusually pious.

"Don't tell lies in front of gods and Buddhas."

"Jin Yanchen likes you."

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The main text ends here. I will write some of their extra stories and secondary CPs later.