Chapter 68 Dependence (revised) “From today on, you don’t have to do anything,…

She couldn't describe how she felt at that time; her eyes were burning.

The heart too.

The heroine in the story can love someone so desperately because they are not together. One-sided love can always last for a long time, but it is different when two people are together.

She knew this better than anyone, so even she wasn't sure how far this relationship would go. But in that moment, she suddenly understood the feeling of a moth flying into a flame. Outsiders might think a moth is foolish, but who knows if it's actually happy in that moment of yearning for light?

So she took the initiative to kiss him back, as if repeating the mistake of putting out the fire.

Jin Yunyan didn't catch the butterfly at that time, but he did now.

He grasped her waist and easily pulled her onto his knees. The kiss was so intense, as if the two of them were glued together, their love entwined and intense.

He held her soft waist firmly, and she felt his warm fingertips moving up along the hem of her clothes.

She didn't know how long they kissed. Bo Xia even felt a little short of breath. In a daze, she heard Jin Yunyan laugh, his voice a little hoarse: "I've been wanting to kiss you like this for a long time."

She felt that was what she should have said.

But then again, how could she have dared to think about these things back then? It was such a difficult dream to achieve, it seemed like even getting close was a luxury.

It was not until he returned to Jin Yunyan's residence that he remembered to ask her who had given her the two tickets. For some reason, he always felt that the person had ulterior motives.

Bo Xia said it was Meng Xubai.

really.

Jin Yunyan raised the corners of his eyes, with a hint of frivolity in his eyes, and asked him with a smile if he did it on purpose.

It's no wonder he made such assumptions. After all, Meng Xubai's behavior certainly seemed like someone who couldn't be in a relationship with someone he loved, and therefore wanted to upset him. Anyone who saw this play would think that being in love wouldn't end well.

But if you think about it carefully, Meng Xubai may not know their past.

It’s hard to say whether it was an unintentional mistake.

But even so, Jin Yunyan was still a little unhappy with Meng Xubai.

Bo Xia saw what he was thinking and explained on Meng Xubai's behalf, "Brother doesn't like reading this kind of literary works, so he probably doesn't know the content."

This sentence is quite informative, and the person calling him "senior brother" knows the other person's hobbies so well.

Thinking back to when they first reunited, she was having dinner with Meng Xubai in a restaurant, and they looked like a couple. At the time, she didn't think much of it, but now it makes her feel a little bit upset.

Jin Yunyan's expression remained calm as he slowly took off his cufflinks. "Zhou Suiye is your good friend, Meng Xubai is your good senior brother, and what about me?"

“…”

Bo Xia rarely heard him use such a calculating tone. In her opinion, he should be generous, confident, and never lose his composure, but now he seemed to be slowly revealing another side of himself to her.

She thought for a moment and said, "You are different from them."

"What's the difference?"

Jin Yunyan thought she would tell him that they were in a very close relationship, so it was different. But Bo Xia said, "You are the best in my heart."

Although it was not the expected answer, Jin Yunyan was inexplicably pleased by her.

But his face showed no emotion, he just glanced at her calmly.

So when Bo Xia came back from taking a shower, she saw him still sitting on the sofa. Maybe it was because her reaction time was too long, she actually asked him, "Are you jealous?"

Jin Yunyan looked at her with amusement, and reached out to hold her between his knees: "Is it hard to tell? Do you want me to mark it on your face next time?"

“…”

She held his face carefully: "So what do you say?"

"Just call me brother."

Bo Xia's hand was burned. After trying to speak, she felt she couldn't, so she mumbled, "Next time."

Jin Yunyan found it very amusing to tease her and asked, "When is the next time?"

"Next time is next time."

It was clearly a night perfect for flirting, but the two of them were inexplicably repeating some nonsense literature in the living room.

Later facts proved that Meng Xubai did not do it on purpose.

He only learned about the content of the drama after hearing Bo Xia mention it. At that time, he was a little surprised and seemed to not quite understand this kind of artistic content. But then he thought that classics have never been about conveying correct values. It is not surprising that they contain everything.

Meng Xubai remembered something and asked her if she watched it with Mr. Jin.

After getting a positive answer, he couldn't help laughing.

This can be considered as a case of doing good with bad intentions, especially since the bad thing is not directed at him.

"By the way, are you going to the alumni meeting next Sunday?"

Bo Xia nodded and complimented, "Of course. I'm still waiting to hear my senior brother give a speech as an outstanding alumnus. How can I miss such an opportunity?"

After the two finished their conversation, they returned to their respective offices. However, when Meng Xubai came out, perhaps because he had accidentally caused trouble for others, he felt a little happy. So he offered to treat everyone to afternoon tea. The colleagues immediately cheered and after the people left, they started to discuss what good thing had happened. Did they win the lottery? Or get a big project?

Bo Xia ordered a cup of black coffee without thinking much about it.

The workload was quite heavy those days and she was very busy.

Because her subordinates' mistakes had caused accidents in the engineering project before, she was more careful this time. However, what she didn't expect was that because her tolerance indulged other employees, she saw low-level mistakes in the plans submitted.

At the meeting the next morning, Bo Xia's tone was much more serious than usual: "I believe that rigor is the most fundamental thing for an architect to do. What do you think? The first mistake can be forgiven, but the second one shouldn't make us all reflect on it?"

Her gaze fell on the employee who made the mistake. "I thought an experienced employee like you shouldn't submit something so perfunctory. If you don't want to work with me, you can tell Mr. Meng."

Afterwards, she went to Meng Xubai's office to talk to him. Meng Xubai smiled and said, "Actually, your boss liked you when you were an employee, but you're really not up to the task of being a leader."

He said, "Bo Xia, you are too soft-hearted."

There is nothing wrong with a good leader being kind, but if he lacks authority, he will easily be bullied by his subordinates. If someone in their position wants to succeed, who can be a completely good person?

Bo Xia wanted to say that she just didn't want to be the kind of leader who was inhumane and only knew how to bully her subordinates. Moreover, she wouldn't be able to keep her position stable for long.

She sighed and said she learned this from him.

Meng Xubai asked her to reflect on herself: "If I were like you, my firm would have gone bankrupt long ago."

I don’t know why, but all the bad things happened at the same time that day.

I bought a cup of coffee but the ice machine in the coffee shop broke, so I couldn't buy iced coffee. The heel of my new high heels broke when I went out for a social event, and it was raining when I came out.

She didn't call Jin Yunyan, thinking that he had been very busy recently and she was in a bad mood so she didn't want to affect him.

From a distance, she was standing at the intersection holding a black umbrella. She was wearing a bright red dress with a black suit jacket over it. The rain fell on her slender ankles. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't tell how disheveled she looked.

Bo Xia lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. Suddenly, a car stopped in front of her. She looked up and saw the rear window slowly lowered, revealing a bold profile with sunglasses on his high nose bridge.

Yu Qinghe didn't even look at her: "Want to have a drink?"

She didn't know how, but she unexpectedly followed him into the car. When they arrived at the bar, she remembered something and stopped him from ordering: "Didn't you just go into the hospital last time? Do you want to go in again?"

Yu Qinghe was not used to such concern and said that she was ruining the mood.

"I just don't want to pay for your willful behavior a second time."

Yu Qinghe was feeling guilty: "I'll just order alcohol-free."

The two people sitting by the window were silent for a long time.

Although they were once considered a "rival in love", Bo Xia now felt inexplicably at ease. Perhaps it was because the person in front of her did not understand her life and would not ask about her negative emotions, which made her feel a rare sense of relief.

She drank some of the wine in front of her, but because it was low in alcohol, she wasn't drunk.

The sound of dripping rain came to my ears, and in a blink of an eye, clear raindrops meandered down the glass.

In the end, no one knew who started the conversation first, but the two of them naturally started talking about Nan An. Yu Qinghe said she went to see Jin Yunyan once, and he seemed very gentle but a little indifferent to her at that time.

The only consolation for her was that there was no one else around him.

But at that time she didn't think that the fact that there was no one else around him didn't mean that the vacant position was reserved for her.

Bo Xia took a moment to react, then suddenly remembered the girl who had once made him jealous, and suddenly understood: "Maybe we've met before."

Yu Qinghe looked at the woman in front of him in some surprise.

Bo Xia frankly admitted, "You probably don't know, but I used to be jealous of you because you were so beautiful, bright, and lively, which made me feel so dull and insignificant."

At that time, she also thought that she had lost to the other party.

Yu Qinghe is just like her past self. One day, Yu Qinghe will understand that she has not lost to anyone, but it is just that feelings cannot be forced.

Perhaps everyone's soul in this world is a piece of puzzle. Only by finding the right person can they fit in with each other. No matter how good you are, you can't fill that gap.

And only that person can appreciate the good in you and treasure it.

Yu Qinghe had never thought that the other perspective would be like this, and he lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

After chatting for a while, Bo Xia felt a little dizzy, not sure if it was the effect of alcohol or something else.

She looked at the rain marks on the glass window, and suddenly saw a familiar figure outside through the transparent glass. It was Jin Yunyan. The man was wearing a warm brown coat under a black umbrella, and his eyes were stained with the rain outside the window. He walked towards her from a distance.

Bo Xia suspected that it was his own hallucination. He shook his head and looked again, but the person was gone. When he looked up again, Yu Qinghe was holding a bag and said to Jin Yunyan in the distance, "I'll leave the person to you." Then the man walked over here and stood tall in front of the table.

"Why are you here?" she asked subconsciously.

She clearly didn't contact him, but after a moment she realized that it was probably Yu Qinghe who notified the other party, and there was no one else except him.

The tenderness in Jin Yunyan's eyes almost melted her: "I'll take you home."

Quiet nights are most likely to breed uneasy emotions.

Before Jin Yunyan arrived, she had been feeling a bit exhausted. She had spent half her life like a rootless duckweed, never having a harbor to rely on. She had no one left but herself. If she wanted to stay in this city, she had to keep moving forward, not even for a moment.

But she never expected that the moment he appeared, all the wounds in her heart were healed one by one, and the uneasiness in her body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Jin Yunyan..."

He squatted down and stood in front of her, took out a pair of new sneakers from the box he brought and carefully put them on her, his palm gently supporting her heel.

"Yu Qinghe said he saw you alone on the side of the road, and you looked unhappy. Why didn't you call me?"

The shoelaces were tied into a beautiful bow. Bo Xia explained, "You've been too busy lately, so I don't want to bother you. Besides, I'm dealing with my bad mood by myself, so it won't be good to affect you."

He originally wanted to tease her, but seeing that she was in a bad mood, he decided to give up: "If you can do everything by yourself, then is there no need for me to exist by your side?"

Bo Xia was stunned. From her perspective, she could only see the top of his head. She heard him say, "Besides, I'm not as fragile as you think. Your subtle emotions can't affect me."

The two of them went outside for a walk. Bo Xia listened to the music on the street corner. She took the initiative to hold his hand with the intention of coaxing him.

Jin Yunyan felt the soft touch of her palm, and his heart sank. He changed the hand-holding position to interlocking their fingers, and asked her, "Or do you think we can only share happiness, but not troubles and sorrows?"

She shook her head.

Jin Yunyan stopped and sighed inaudibly.

Obviously, he was the person closest to her, but she least wanted to show her vulnerable side to him.

As a person who had lived a stable life for most of his life, he felt that he could do anything for a long time, until he met her again and began to feel powerless again.

He asked her what she thought love was.

She used to think that love was possession, but now she thinks that love is wanting the other person to be happy and wanting him to become a better person.

Does love need to be reciprocated? Perhaps it does. A lovely moment itself is happiness.

"So..." He pulled his hand out and hugged her under the umbrella, "From today on, you don't have to do anything. Just accept my love calmly and try to rely on me, okay?"

It was unclear when the umbrella slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. She stood on tiptoe with difficulty and leaned her head on his shoulder, wrinkling his clothes with her hands.

"Jin Yunyan..."

"I am here."

She was like a person sitting alone in the rain, no matter how hard people knocked on the door, there was no answer. She prided herself on being strong and independent, but even she didn't realize how many fears she had: fear of relying on others, fear of losing herself in relationships, fear that her vulnerability would eventually become a sharp blade that pierced her.

But in fact, truly strong people are not afraid of getting hurt and losing. They dare to rely on others and turn dependence into a tool to protect themselves.

She was still too unaccustomed to dealing with an intimate relationship that was completely contrary to her childhood, but because the person in front of her was so gentle...

Now, she seems to dare to take the first step.

The rain soaked their eyebrows and eyes, and Bo Xia couldn't tell whether the stains in her eyes were tears or not. Instead of pretending to be an idiot, Jin Yunyan quickly took her hand and got into the car.

After returning home, he urged her to take a bath to avoid catching a cold.

Not long after, Jin Yunyan heard noises in the bathroom. He went in and saw her putting on her clothes casually and saying that there seemed to be something wrong with the shower.

Before Jin Yunyan could look, the person in front of him touched the switch, and the shower head that had been malfunctioning just now started working again, and the water suddenly fell and soaked the two of them.

When Jin Yunyan came back, he was almost dry and even wiped his hair with a towel. Who knew that it would be completely wet after he came in.

He raised his arm and inserted his fingers into the damp black hair. The water pressed his clothes against his body, revealing the lines of his muscles. Bo Xia was so busy blushing that she completely forgot that her situation was not much better. The water was flowing down her white neck, making the narrow space extremely ambiguous.

Jin Yunyan teased her intentionally, hugged her and asked with amusement, "Did you do that on purpose?"

She quickly explained, with crimson at the corners of her eyes: "I'm not."

His tone was a little urgent, and his body movements became hurried as well. When he held her in his arms, she subconsciously put her hands against his body, just touching his strong abdominal muscles.

Although it was damp and cold, they could both clearly feel the rising temperature around them.

Bo Xia felt hot all over.

Fortunately, Jin Yunyan only looked at her deeply. There was a hint of impatience in his eyes, but he suppressed it well: "Hurry up and take a shower to avoid getting a fever."