Chapter 309 Not Here

Sang Ruo quickly walked to the door, opened it, and immediately saw the man outside.

It was Bo Jinyan.

Sang Ruo paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Why did you suddenly come?"

When Bo Jinyan saw that her hair was wet, he put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Come here, I'll dry your hair for you."

Before he could respond, the man grabbed her wrist and brazenly led her into his room.

"Clatter—"

After the door closed, she could vaguely hear the sound of running water coming from the next room.

It seems that Bo Jinzhou has also returned to his room and is currently taking a shower.

Bo Jinyan had her sit in front of the mirror and took out a hairdryer to blow-dry her hair.

Sang Ruo kept looking at the man in the mirror. He was focused on blow-drying her hair and didn't say a word.

At this moment, I suddenly recalled everything that happened tonight, and I felt a warm feeling in my heart.

Despite facing opposition from so many people, the man before her remained steadfastly by her side.

A strong sense of happiness arose spontaneously in an instant.

After drying her hair, she got up to go back, but the man in front of her held her wrist firmly.

Bo Jinyan tossed the blowpipe onto the table, glanced back at her, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to my room..."

Bo Jinyan pulled her directly to the bedside, pulled back the covers and made her lie down: "You'll sleep here tonight, don't go anywhere else."

“But Linlin is alone in the guest room! What if she wakes up in the middle of the night and doesn’t see me? She’s scared, after all, she’s never spent the night here before…”

"It's alright, we'll talk about it when she wakes up. You just sleep peacefully!" Bo Jinyan placed a light kiss on her forehead. "I'm going to take a shower."

Sang Ruo had no choice but to comply with his wishes and nodded gently: "Okay."

After lying down, she was wide awake and stared blankly at the ceiling.

In a daze, after becoming a little sleepy, I felt a large hand around my waist.

She slightly opened her eyes and met the man's extremely gentle gaze.

The sound of firecrackers outside the window kept reaching my ears.

It must have been past midnight...

Bo Jinyan placed his hand on her head, his voice exceptionally gentle: "Xiao Ruo, Happy New Year."

Sang Ruo gradually regained her senses and smiled faintly: "Happy New Year."

That smile instantly rendered the man in front of her powerless.

Without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Sang Ruo's heart pounded wildly in an instant, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.

Bo Jinyan's hand had already reached for the belt of her nightgown.

Sang Ruo nervously grabbed his wrist: "Ayan, not here..."

When Bo Jinyan met her gaze, he naturally understood her thoughts.

It's simply because Bo Jinzhou is right next door right now.

"You are my woman now, this is my home, and it will be your home from now on, so don't be afraid..."

Bo Jinyan gently comforted her, his voice even gentler than before.

Before she could respond, he lowered his head again and kissed her snow-white neck.

Sang Ruo had no choice but to comply with his wishes and follow his rhythm.

From the bed to the sofa, and finally to the balcony.

She rested her hands on the large glass window, with Bo Jinyan standing behind her.

Outside, a vast expanse of white mountains and forests stretched out before us, while fireworks continued to light up the interior, adding a touch of ambiance.

The bedroom next door.

There was quite a commotion coming from the next room, especially the rattling sound of glass frames. He immediately realized what was going on!

Bo Jinzhou quickly threw off the covers and got up, going straight to the balcony.

He didn't turn on the light, and neither did the light in the next room.

From his angle, all he could see was a pair of hands supporting himself on the glass; nothing else was visible.

In that instant, he felt something inside him collapsing, and his eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

He quickly turned around and went back into the room.

After entering the restroom and closing the door behind me, I leaned on the sink, unable to calm myself down for a long time.

Separated by only a wall, they are two completely different worlds.

They seemed genuinely happy...

Even though he closed the bathroom door, he could still hear the glass rattling.

He only opened the bathroom door after the sound had completely disappeared.

I was wide awake and couldn't stay in the room any longer.

Bo Jinzhou went downstairs, went to the wine cabinet, picked up a bottle of red wine, and started drinking alone.

That's too ruthless!

That woman is really ruthless.

If witnessing them kissing last time was already a huge shock to him, then...

This was a devastating blow to him.

Once upon a time, they were also in this house...

But what about now?

For the first time, Bo Jinzhou felt an unprecedented heartache.

She was no longer his; she belonged to her uncle.

But why is he so sad?

What is he so sad about?

For a fleeting moment, he even doubted whether he loved Sang Ruo.

However, this feeling came on so intensely that he could hardly bear it.

At this moment, all that could fill his mind were memories of the two of them from the past, memories he couldn't shake off no matter what he did.

"Smack—"

A tear fell onto the back of his hand and slid down to the ground.

His vision grew increasingly blurry, and finally, he took the wine bottle and went to the tea room.

I felt completely drained, devoid of any thoughts.

...

It was very late when it was over.

Sang Ruo leaned against the man's chest, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Actually, she had already heard the commotion when Bo Jinzhou stepped onto the balcony, so she deliberately stepped back a few paces.

From the balcony next door, you might only be able to see a pair of hands.

Bo Jinyan is right. The past is the past. She needs to face it in order to live a better future.

So she was fearless and only wanted to feel the happiness that belonged to her and Bo Jinyan in the present moment.

Bo Jinyan held her and fell into a deep sleep.

Sang Ruo was not sleepy and was also a little thirsty, so she got up and went downstairs to get some water.

As I passed by the teahouse, I heard some noise inside.

Curious, she walked over and, as soon as she opened the door, she saw the figure sitting in the armchair.

Only one floor lamp was lit in the tea room, and its dim yellow light illuminated the entire room.

Bo Jinzhou seemed to be drunk, but he still looked up and met her eyes.

Upon seeing Sang Ruo, he quickly got up from his chair and staggered over to her side.

Sang Ruo merely glanced at him before turning to leave.

But Bo Jinzhou simply closed the door, then put his hand on her shoulder and pressed her against the door in an instant.