Chapter 592 Qin Si (5)
The game is over and everything is back on track.
The final result was beyond Qin Si's control.
Qin Si allowed himself to be trapped in this game. He was certain that he was the winner and must be the winner.
In fact, the relationship between men and women should not be seen as a game, but more like a desire, in which one party urgently wants to get closer to the other, longs to no longer be so lonely, and longs to be understood and perceived.
Qin Si's heart was like a piece of solid ice, but he gradually heard the sound of the ice cracking, as if the eternal mountains and rivers were melting under the spring breeze.
Until that day, the warm spring sun finally arrived.
Qin Si made his feelings clear.
Even though his reason reminded him, his heart was out of control, which was a terrible thing.
Uzbekistan, this snowy mountain city located next to the Heart of God, is covered with snow all year round, and all the coldness in the world gathers here.
The endless white snow fell on the whole street, adding a bit of tranquility and peace. Recently it was the Prayer Festival, a traditional festival in Lici Country. On this day, the people of Lici attach great importance to family reunion and delicious food.
Snowflakes are flying outside the window, but the house is warm. Loving families will definitely reunite on this day, and couples in love also choose to spend a good time here. Locals will be busy in the kitchen, preparing various traditional foods, including roast pork, spring chicken, crocodile meat pie, etc.
Every family member will receive gifts, even the servants in the house are no exception. If they meet a kind host, even passing travelers will be warmly invited into the house, enjoy delicious tea and snacks, and receive a small gift.
The melodious sound of classical music came from the street. Qin Si stood on the street, and the snow sprinkled on his cold cheeks, bringing a strong chill.
He suddenly looked up, his eyes crossing the street and falling on the brightly lit gift shop opposite. The bell on the door swayed with the rhythm of the wind. Qin Si saw a girl wearing a camel coat and an elegant beret on her head, slowly walking out of the store with a gift in her arms.
Qin Si seemed to have encountered spring again.
Although it was winter, his heart gradually warmed up.
Qin Si walked over quickly, leaving deep and quick footprints in the snow with every step.
He was wearing a long black coat and took her gift with his big hands in black gloves. "Why did you buy so much?"
"There are still some that need to be sent back." Jiang Zhiyue smiled brightly, "I didn't expect you to come. I had planned to send the gifts to you."
He took the gift from her hand, and their fingertips touched. Jiang Zhiyue was wearing a pair of winter gloves, and the fluffy texture of the fabric gave off an extremely soft feeling.
She put her arm around him affectionately and asked him when he had arrived and how long he had been waiting.
Qin Si casually replied that he had only waited for an hour. Jiang Zhiyue was surprised and asked him why he was standing outside the store in the cold wind.
"I want to feel what it feels like to see you." The man curled his lips, and the snow on his eyelashes melted away.
Jiang Zhiyue felt a little helpless. She pinched his arm through the thick clothes with her small hand hanging on that strong arm. "The winter here is much colder than in Monterey. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold after being exposed to the wind for so long?"
Qin Si, "Shouldn't you ask me how it feels to see you?"
Jiang Zhiyue, "According to the etiquette of adapting to local customs, shouldn't you first ask me what kind of holiday gift I want to give you?"
The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant, with classical and modern buildings all around. It was snowing heavily, but the streets were bustling with people, so it didn't seem lonely at all.
Jiang Zhiyue gently held his arm, and Qin Si held a pile of gifts in his arms.
She has been keen to share her recent busyness with work and studies. Qin Si has been listening quietly. Although he has a cold and reserved expression on his face, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise, and a barely perceptible smile flashes across his face.
The moment he saw her, Qin Si's recent fatigue was swept away. The various tasks of the Qin family were carried out, and the network of relationships involved was like a spider web that could never be cleaned up.
He was too young and planned to take over this responsibility from his father too early, and he had to pay a price for it.
Qin Si didn't intend to tell her about those unpleasant disputes. Her world was beautiful now, and he didn't want to let the negativity affect her.
She shouldn't know too much about the Qin family, nor does she need to have any contact with family members.
Qin Si wanted their common world and small home to remain in its current state.
Jiang Zhiyue was working and studying abroad, which made it easy to avoid her being implicated in any disputes between him and his clansmen. Although the possibility was very small, Qin Si would not tolerate any accidents.
When he couldn't see her in China, he would think of her when he lay in bed late at night... her charming face, her sweet smile, her pair of bright eyes...
She is more alive, and having achieved her self-worth, she may not know how attractive she is...
She seemed to have grown a little taller. Qin Si noticed that Jiang Zhiyue was wearing long boots. Her slender and long calves were wrapped in black boots. She had a good figure and beautiful temperament...
This outstanding couple attracted the attention of passers-by.
The man who looked extremely young but not at all immature, kept staring at the chattering girl beside him. They walked side by side and their eyes met.
Qin Si couldn't help but lean over and kissed her naturally, "I missed you so much."
This is very common in the streets of Uzbekistan. Kissing is an expression of emotion. Although he looks inhumane, his kiss is gentle and compassionate.
Jiang Zhiyue lives in Apartment No. 2 on Sipler Street. The development of Lici Country is not as good as that of Brandenburg. The elevator of the luxury apartment seems a bit backward. Although the decorations inside the building are classical, the mottled and faded paint is peeling off, revealing the silver bottom, revealing a hint of oldness everywhere.
Jiang Zhiyue, however, thrived in this environment. She spoke the local language fluently, learned to cook a variety of local delicacies, and quietly posted many life records on LINS that were visible only to herself.
She keeps the habit of writing a diary.
The room was neatly decorated and warm, with several photos on display. Qin Si picked one up and saw that there were photos of her and Jiang Wanrou, photos of her at Wharton College, and photos of her and him.....
Qin Si prefers to hug the girl's waist from behind and hold her in his arms. In such an intimate posture, Qin Si stared at the photo for a long time.
He couldn't help but turn around and look at her again. Jiang Zhiyue tied up her hair neatly and prepared to step into the kitchen. She did not forget to turn around and call him to help.
Such a plain, beautiful...
Nothing else matters.
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