Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 143 Extra 4: It’s nothing, Zhou Ze is two years younger than me

Her vacation had already been used up. Jian Yi squinted her eyes and replied: [I may have to go back to Suzhou tomorrow. This is the fate of a migrant worker.]

It was as if Fang Chun on the other end was watching over her. As soon as she sent the message, the reply came.

Fang Chun maintains his usual concise style:
[It's ok, today then. ]

It was also at this time that the sound of the doorbell stopped and turned into a knock on the door. Zhou Ze climbed over the wall in the yard, jumped in swiftly, and opened the door for Fang Chun.

"Jin Yanchen, why don't you come out to wish you a happy new year?"

Zhou Ze and Jin Yanchen are so familiar with each other that they have no scruples at all. When they were young, their two families would climb over each other's wall to go to the Internet cafe downstairs to play games. If one of the parents found out, they would hide in the other family.

Jin Yanchen had to get up at this time. As soon as he opened the curtains, he saw a person sitting on the rocking chair downstairs. Zhou Ze was sitting carelessly at the bottom with a pile of gifts at his feet. It seemed that he came to pay New Year's greetings sincerely.

Jian Yi felt a little embarrassed. It was her first time to celebrate the New Year in Kyoto, and she should be the one to take the initiative to visit.

Jin Yanchen snorted and laughed: "Nothing, Zhou Ze is two years younger than me."

Just because he was two years younger, he had been ridiculed by Zhou Ze many times over the years.

Zhou Ze ran to the study to discuss business with Jin Yanchen. Work was about to start after the New Year, and there was a lot of work to be done. Jian Yi poured a cup of coffee and talked with Fang Chun in the living room downstairs. Fang Chun had a good personality. Probably because Zhou Ze and Jin Yanchen were close, she took extra care of her.

Seeing that she hadn't left the house for a few days in Kyoto, she was worried that she wouldn't fit in. It just so happened that a friend of hers opened an indoor gym, so she came all the way to invite Jianyi to go and play together.

It's not a good idea to stay in the room all the time, Jian Yi readily agreed.

She stuck out her tongue and said in a playful tone, "But I'm not very good at sports, so I may just have to watch you play."

Fang Chun asked: "How bad is it?"

"I barely passed the physical education course with a score of 60 in three years of college, and when I re-took it to improve my GPA, I broke the school record because no one had ever chosen to re-take the physical education course."

"I studied basketball in my freshman year, badminton in my sophomore year, and volleyball in my junior year, but I was not good at any of them."

"I thought you were omnipotent. Now we are even closer." Fang Chun adjusted her earrings. "Let the boys play basketball. My friend has a stove. The weather is cold. It's just right for us to chat around the stove."

Jian Yi hummed.

It was a wonderful year. She had a career, friends and an unforgettable lover.

The indoor gymnasium was not far away and had not officially opened yet. Fang Chun simply swiped his access card and went in. All the facilities were the latest, and they were the first to enjoy them.

Jian Yi didn't expect that Lin Qingruan was there too. She was wearing a dark green turtleneck sweater and a baseball cap on her head. She sat in the corner with her arms propped up, looking cold and arrogant.

Mo Yucheng sat beside her and coaxed her. When he saw Jian Yi coming, he seemed to have seen a savior and gave the talking position to the two of them.

Lin Qingruan raised her eyes and answered her doubts first.

"I didn't want to come, but Mo Yucheng forced me to join in the fun."

"Isn't someone trying to lose weight recently? I guarantee you'll lose two pounds if you spend an afternoon on the volleyball court here." Jian Yi said with a smile, "I remember you were really good at volleyball. If you hadn't helped me cram for the final exam in college, I would have definitely failed."

Lin Qingruan's eyelashes drooped: "It's all in the past."

She pointed over and said sarcastically, "Look, everyone here is someone else's wife. Who am I? Why should I come here to be humiliated?" "But I think Mo Yucheng didn't bring you here to humiliate you. He just tried his best to open his circle to you. As for whether to accept it or not, you have to ask your heart."

Jian Yi's eyes fell on her: "Qing Ruan, you should ask yourself whether you have any feelings for him."

emotion?

Lin Qingruan covered her heart with her hands. She could clearly hear her heartbeat. She wished she had a heart that would never beat.

Maybe it was mixed with love, but what she would never forget was that rainy night. The ringing of the hospital emergency bell was like a death warrant, and Mo Yucheng stood in front of her condescendingly.

He stepped on Meng Ze and asked her arrogantly, "Qing Ruan, do you want love or your aunt?"

"In this life, no matter love or hate, I will never let him have an easy life." Lin Qingruan's eyes suddenly turned red, and her affectionate eyes were cold, perhaps mixed with inexplicable love and hate. She said with almost determination, "Anyway, he and I will fight to the death, and neither of us will spare the other."

The most frightening thing in a relationship is meeting two people who are both unwilling to speak.

Jian Yi sighed, not knowing how to start the persuasion. Lin Qingruan couldn't even understand her own heart, so how could she, a bystander, understand her feelings?

All she can do is to make this good friend as happy as possible and have a rich and fulfilling life even without love.

"Come on, go chat. They are all gossiping about you, a big star."

Lin Qingruan sat over. She had a naturally unfriendly aura, but luckily Jian Yi hovered over her. Later, the topic gradually heated up. These wealthy wives also liked to chase stars when they had nothing to do. Sometimes at a business dinner, they would casually take a picture of a necklace and see a popular young actor.

Later, the topic turned to love, and Fang Chun announced the good news at this time.

She touched her belly, and her eyes and eyebrows showed a bit of maternal glow.

"Our Diandian is going to have a little sister soon."

Jian Yi was surprised at first, then she burst into laughter. She said congratulations, and remembered that Jin Yanchen had whispered in her ear in the morning that he was two years older than Zhou Ze, and had taken the lead in everything from academics to career, but was one step behind him in marriage. In the past five years, he had been ridiculed for this every New Year.

Fang Chun also smiled and said, "You guys need to speed up. I don't want to attend your wedding with a big belly."

A wedding is not something essential to Jian Yi. She doesn't like trouble and doesn't want to be in the spotlight.

It was hard enough to walk with Jin Yanchen all the way, and her reputation was well-known among these rich kids. Jian Yi was a little hesitant in her heart, she wanted to walk with Jin Yanchen quietly and silently. Like a dream, no one would disturb their love.

It was a pity that these pampered ladies would not understand her thoughts. Jian Yi smiled slightly and wisely did not continue talking about this topic.

Everyone took oranges and chestnuts and roasted them next to the stove. The room was warmed by the smoke. Fang Chun added fresh milk to the brewed tea, and when he handed it to Jian Yi, he specially added an extra spoonful of sugar for her.

"I remember Jin Yanchen reminded me that you like sweets."

Jian Yi smiled and said, "Thank you."

In the volleyball room separated by a wall, the vibration rhythm of the volleyball hitting the wall could be faintly heard. Jian Yi drank the cup of tea, and her heart, which had been cold in the cold winter, was gradually warmed. She thought of Jin Yanchen, the man who would remember her little habits even if he was not by her side.

Maybe it's telepathy.

Jin Yanchen suddenly appeared in front of the door connecting the two rooms. He was wearing a thin jersey and jumped into the air, hitting the volleyball into the air. As the ball flew past, he curled his lips and smiled, tilting his head to look over.