Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Kissed.
"That time you returned to the Jiang family's old house..."
"Is it for me?"
After Xin Tong asked this question, her eyes were fixed on the man's face.
She really wanted to know the answer to this question.
Because she actually already had a guess in her mind.
She wanted to verify.
She watched Jiang Chongyan hold his breath as he suddenly got close to her, and saw the shock and a little helplessness in the man's black eyes. When he subconsciously wanted to look away, she pinched his chin and turned his eyes back, not allowing him to escape.
In the ice and snow, there was only the sound of two people's lingering heartbeats.
Jiang Chongyan's breathing stopped, his eyes flickered, and then as if he suddenly reacted, he pushed away the woman in front of him who was almost close to him and whose cheek was touching his.
"no!"
He growled a little through gritted teeth.
The charming atmosphere was quickly broken as the distance between the two widened. Xin Tong was pushed back and sat down a little, supporting herself on the ground with her hands. She was not angry and slowly smiled.
"oh."
"If you say it's not, then it is."
The eldest young master had a stern face.
No more talking.
If he said no, Xin Tong would interpret it as yes, and if he did, that would be even more wrong. This woman would forcefully and shamelessly interpret his denial as tsundere and a playful embrace, which would surely make her even more complacent and unscrupulous.
Jiang Chongyan didn't know whether to confirm or deny it for a moment.
The words got stuck in his throat and he turned away at Xin Tong's cunning smile.
The movements are tough, cold and resistant.
But the roots of her ears slowly turned red in this dark and damp cave.
…
Xin Tong withdrew her gaze in a good mood.
After eating the roasted sweet potatoes, Xin Tong felt that it was not a good idea to just wait passively. He persisted and started looking for a signal again.
The blizzard made it even more difficult to contact the outside world in the snow-capped mountains, where there was already no signal. She walked through every corner of the cave with a worried look on her face.
"When I called the emergency number just now, the signal was bad and intermittent. The Japanese people's English is poor. I don't know if they understood what I said!"
She glanced outside the cave; the wind and snow seemed to be easing. She was just considering whether to go out for a walk and try to find a signal when a sudden male voice broke the silence between them.
——“Did you learn English by yourself?”
It was Jiang Chongyan's voice.
Turning around, she saw that although the eldest young master was asking her a question, he still didn't look at her. He just lowered his head and stared at the fire, as if the question just now was not asked by him.
His ears were still faintly red, and he sat casually, as if nothing had happened.
Previously, when Xin Tong fell while skiing on the mountain and was buried in the snow and almost suffocated, she was rescued by Jiang Chongyan. After escaping death, Xin Tong spoke a lot of English to him with tears and gasps. Even though she was scared to the point of incoherence, she could still speak fluently and with regular pronunciation.
After rolling down the hill, she called for help, also speaking entirely in English. Due to poor signal quality, she initially chose only the simplest and most direct words, conveying all her information with precision, clarity, and accuracy.
This was actually beyond Jiang Chongyan's expectations.
Because Xin Tong’s reputation as a idiot was too well-known before.
Because she is known as the "number one waste in Wucheng", everyone says that she can't do anything well and can't do anything.
He failed elementary school and was at the bottom of the class in middle school. He managed to spend a lot of money to go to the United States to study for a fake undergraduate degree. His every day was spent partying, ordering male models, and traveling around the world.
Jiang Chongyan left his family at the age of 18 and started his dance career from scratch, but he remains the sole heir to the Jiang family. He has never left the clothing industry or the second-generation Wucheng circle.
He had seen too many scoundrels like Xin Tong in this circle. Some went to Australia, some to Canada, and without exception, they drove luxury cars and indulged in extravagant life, knowing nothing when asked. After being abroad for several years, they couldn't even speak the most basic English.
——But the English Xin Tong just demonstrated was almost at a native level.
She went to the United States when she was 18 years old.
Without hard practice, there would be no such results.
Jiang Chongyan frowned and stared at the small red flame in front of him.
His tone was calm and no emotion could be heard.
"Dancing is a long-term skill. Having practiced it myself, I know there are no shortcuts; it can only be acquired day after day. All skills like this require a lot of repetitive and boring practice."
He raised his head and glanced at Xin Tong.
He quickly looked away.
Suddenly asked, "Are you like this too?"
Jiang Chongyan couldn't explain what kind of answer he was expecting from the woman.
From the first time they met, this woman had left all sorts of negative impressions on him: he hated her indulgence, stayed away from her absurdity and frivolity, and disdained her idleness.
The only trace of involvement was the overlapping areas of the family business - and he hoped to stop there, nothing more.
He felt that his life and hers were two completely parallel lines that did not intersect. One was too serious, the other too casual. Their personalities, thinking styles, and ways of dealing with people were completely opposite.
She is so strong, like the scorching sun, the tornado on the sea, and the howling blizzard in the snow-capped mountains.
Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, everyone was looking at her.
Whether it was praise or ridicule, everyone was paying attention to her.
As soon as she appears, she will attract everyone's attention. He can only pay uncontrollably attention to her words and deeds, her targeted actions, and her emotional trends over and over again.
It was obvious that there was nothing about this woman that he disliked.
It's obvious that this woman is a troublemaker and can't be gotten rid of.
It is obvious that the two people are completely different, with a huge difference.
But his gaze, inexplicably, lingered on her more and more.
The initial dislike and contempt seemed to be the seeds of everything. And when this contemptuous observation began to grow into a hint of curiosity, from this curiosity, it continued to develop infinitely.
Every time I see her, I seem to understand her a little better.
…
After asking that question, the surroundings became quiet.
In the damp and cold cave, the small flame in front of me is like a seed of hope.
The air around became flowing and sparkling.
Jiang Chongyan stared at the ball of light and heat, unconsciously clenched his fists and lowered his eyes.
After a while, I heard the woman's answer.
Unlike what he had imagined, the woman's voice was full of excitement.
“Does learning English still require practice?”
Xin Tong was laughing.
"If you have a few more romantic encounters with handsome white guys, your English will improve."
“…”
My heart felt like a hammer had dropped.
Jiang Chongyan slowly closed his eyes and exhaled.
"Language learning is very dependent on environment and motivation."
Xin Tong expressed his important opinions with confidence.
"Being surrounded by mixed-race handsome guys creates an environment. Flirting with handsome guys from all over the world is motivation!"
It was a long, long time before Jiang Chongyan opened his eyes.
It was hard to tell what expression was on his face, his lips curled up but there was no smile in his eyes, "Yeah."
"Then you should have become an expert in various languages."
Jiang Chongyan wasn't angry at the moment. He had already roughly figured out Xin Tong's ways. She spoke in a way that made it hard to tell whether it was true or false. She loved exaggeration and description, and when her emotions got to her, she would say anything.
It's true that I've flirted with handsome guys from all over the world, but it's hard to believe that I could improve my English so well just by doing that.
He folded his arms, looked at her, and raised his chin.
“How many languages do you speak?”
"Is it because people who have had romantic encounters with people from those countries learn this?"
Xin Tong thought about it and said seriously.
"Mother tongue Chinese, fluent in English, can speak Korean, and can communicate in French and Spanish."
“But I only know a little Japanese.”
"For example."
He looked at her as if he was listening to a joke.
Xin Tong counted on her fingers.
"Ikemen (so handsome), Omae (so manly), take off the いで (quickly take off), おちんちん (cow cow), 小さい (so small), さようなら (goodbye)."
Jiang Chongyan paused.
Suddenly she made me laugh.
It was the kind of laugh that came out loud, with his mouth wide open, his eyes soft and smiling, revealing a row of neat teeth.
He rarely smiled, and Xin Tong was stunned.
He was a little disheveled now, his hair was wet and messy, his clothes were wrinkled, and his lips were pale from the cold. He looked completely different from the well-dressed, refined and wild person he had always been when I saw him before. Instead, he had a natural and fierce handsomeness.
He has smooth features and sharp edges, the kind of handsome man with a very masculine temperament. Usually, he would dress more neutrally, but now he is completely naked. In this nature and the blizzard, there is only an undecorated, natural and tough face. When he smiles, his eyebrows are relaxed, and the corners of his mouth are raised, which is very handsome.
However, Xin Tong soon noticed an exciting discovery.
She widened her eyes, stretched out her finger, and pointed at Jiang Chongyan in surprise.
"Oh my God."
"Jiang Chongyan."
"You actually have two canine teeth!!!"
She couldn't believe that the sharp, rebellious and cold-faced King of Hell could have such an unknown contrast when he smiled.
Trembling voice:
——"You're so cute!"
*
After Xin Tong said that, the young master ignored her for an hour.
Tsk. Such a tsundere.
Xin Tong guessed it. She felt that Jiang Chongyan never smiled, and it must be because of these two canine teeth.
He didn't want to be seen by others and affect his usual Bking image.
Tsk tsk tsk.
There's no point in hiding it. Didn't she find out after all?
She lingered beside him, trying to find topics to talk about, but the young master ignored her, as if he was deeply hurt by the word "cute". He only left her with his tall and big back.
Time passes by little by little.
The icy nights in the snow-capped mountains are getting longer and longer.
At this time, the temperature had dropped to more than ten degrees below zero. It was difficult to sleep at night. She was sleepy and cold. She gradually stopped talking and curled up into a ball, shivering in sleep.
The cave grew colder, the fire growing dimmer. Everything that could be burned had burned out, and the phone indicated it was already late at night.
When Jiang Chongyan was slowly falling asleep, a cold little body suddenly crawled into his arms.
He frowned subconsciously, opened his eyes, and looked down into his arms.
Xin Tong closed his eyes tightly, shivering with cold, curled up into a ball, and fell into a deep sleep, subconsciously burrowing towards the heat source like a little animal.
Jiang Chongyan pushed her out, but she burrowed in and stayed in his arms without moving.
Jiang Chongyan continued to push out, and she wrapped her arms around him and hugged his waist tightly.
He pulled her hand away, just as he was about to push her away completely, but he accidentally touched her chest, which was as soft as white clouds and cotton candy. His heart was immediately shocked, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, clenching his fists and not daring to move again, and could only let the girl in his arms cling to him tightly.
The sound of my heartbeat was annoyingly loud in the dead silence of the snowy night.
Jiang Chongyan's body was stiff and motionless.
He lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms.
He saw her tightly closed eyes, her red cheeks from the cold, and traces of moisture at the corners of her eyes.
...She cried?
Jiang Chongyan immediately looked at her expression carefully, and then realized that she was not crying, but was probably too cold, and was struggling in her sleep to escape from this predicament of ice and snow.
He stared at the wet traces at the corners of her eyes.
Inexplicably, she thought of that autumn night downstairs of his house. After he said some harsh words, she pushed him away, got into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away crying.
To this day, that scene is inexplicably engraved in his mind.
When Jiang Chongyan confirmed that she wanted to approach even minors and even targeted the younger brother of an acquaintance around him, he actually felt a little overwhelmed at that moment.
He felt that the word "beast" was created just to describe her.
He hadn't even reprimanded her for touching his brother, and now she was actually asking for his help. So without any thought, he blurted out cold words, maintaining his usual cold exterior.
—But finally. Finally.
He actually saw her tears.
Jiang Chongyan is not good at dealing with women's tears.
This sentence could be more direct. Because he has only faced the tears of one woman in his life.
He was not good at dealing with Xin Tong's tears.
That night, he lay in bed at home, eyes wide open, unable to sleep the entire night. The tear marks kept circling in his mind. For a second, he thought his words were too harsh, but then he realized that he had spoken softly enough to deal with such a beast like her!
I woke up the next day exhausted. Even dance practice only took three hours. When I got home, I saw two silly dogs destroying the house. I had no way to vent my anger, so I went out to walk the dogs with a gloomy face. I ended up riding to my old house in the suburbs without realizing it.
He hadn't expected to run into Xin Tong there. Seeing her take the initiative to greet him, acting as if nothing had happened, the young master felt a strange emotion called guilt for the first time in his life.
But unexpectedly, I soon learned that it was because she had come up with a new solution, so she didn't care even if there were quarrels and cold wars.
The guilt he just felt turned into a joke in an instant. He laughed at himself and called himself a sick person, thinking that he was a tool, and went home in a sullen mood.
In the following three weeks, he returned to his previous life of practicing dancing. Apart from winning the championship, his mind was filled with deep hatred for this pervert.
The WeChat chat history is blank. Everyone has their own things to do and doesn’t remember each other. Well, this state is pretty good.
He returned to his familiar territory. He was Aiden, the youngest world champion, a rebellious loner, a solitary performer on stage. He came to Asahidake to relax, to unwind, to unravel a part of his heart that he didn't know why he needed to.
——And then, right here, I ran into her. That's where everything started.
The person in his arms was shivering with cold and was trying hard to get into his body.
Jiang Chongyan seemed to have finally given up and let out a sigh of despair.
His hand slowly wrapped around her lower back.
The two had only known each other for a month.
The two are full of conflicts, hostility and cold war.
Two people who cried, worried, and struggled for each other.
At this moment, at 3:30 in the morning, in the deserted valley of Asahidake Daisetsuzan in Hokkaido, Japan, in the dark and cold cave amidst the raging snowstorm.
Like animals that lick each other and depend on each other for survival, they hug each other tightly to keep warm.
As the cold and heat alternated, Xin Tong felt hot all over, dizzy and as if in a dream.
She sniffed Jiang Chongyan's scent. It was strange. He had been trapped in the snowy mountains for a day and a night, looking so miserable, exhausted from skiing and walking, but there was no unpleasant smell on him at all. It was still that light, clear woody scent, like the tall fir trees in the snowy mountains.
But the fragrance is getting fainter and fainter, and soon it will no longer be smellable.
She closed her eyes and sniffed the scent all the way, her head almost buried in his collar. The next second, she was pulled out by the scruff of the neck, and in the blink of an eye, she was met with the man's gritted teeth expression.
Xin Tong had a high fever and was unconscious.
"Jiang Chongyan."
"There are only you and me left in this world."
The man's breath caught.
Xin Tong then said, "If I really die, I want to die happily."
After saying that, she lifted the man's chin, met his lips, closed her eyes, and kissed him hard.
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