Chapter 69 Chapter 69 That was my first kiss!
The young man stood before her.
He was tall and thin, with a frighteningly small head and face. The hat on his head, or anything else or any hairstyle on his head, didn't require careful consideration to conceal or highlight any flaws; it was all just ostentatious decoration.
Her forehead was completely covered, and her ears were half covered. A few strands of light golden hair peeked out from the side of her face, and a silver earring dangling from her earlobe was faintly visible.
A thin face, sharp eyebrows, a sense of bone running down, and three small black moles. His face, which was extremely bold, had a pair of dark, moist, and translucent eyes. His eyelashes cast a faint shadow, blinking with his breathing.
In those eyes, at this moment, only she was reflected.
With a trembling voice and lowering his head, he said, that was his first kiss.
Xin Tong's breathing stopped for a moment.
Her mind went blank at that moment. She could hear her own heartbeat. Thump. Thump.
After several seconds, Xin Tong suddenly spoke.
"Which was your first kiss?"
Jiang Chongyan froze for two seconds, staring at her face with some hurt, his chest heaving, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words.
"Have you forgotten?"
His palm tightened, squeezing her wrist painfully. "Have you forgotten everything that happened in my room at my grandmother's house in Qiyu Village that night?"
"Oh. That time. I haven't forgotten."
Xin Tong stared at him without blinking, and asked, "What kind of kiss was that?"
"..." Jiang Chongyan said angrily, and put more strength in his hands, "First kiss."
"That was your first time?"
Jiang Chongyan finally understood what she was playing at. His breathing became rapid and heavy, his handsome face flushed with anger. He gritted his teeth and said in a voice colder than ice, "I don't have time to play this kind of thing with you."
Xin Tong lifted up her wrist, which he was holding tightly, to show him.
"Then why do you have time to hold on to me?"
“…Xin Tong!”
An angry voice came from above.
She had never heard him call her by her full name like this. He held her name in his mouth and called it out with a hint of extreme anger.
Xin Tong shuddered and looked up at him, her thoughts starting to wander after hearing his shout.
"I heard it."
She put away her lazy look, straightened up and said seriously, "I'm sorry, you're too handsome. When I thought about you admitting that you gave me your first kiss, I couldn't help but want to laugh."
Jiang Chongyan closed his eyes tightly.
"Okay, let me get serious now."
The young master's face was darker than the bottom of a pot. Xin Tong knew when to stop and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that last time. It was so hurtful."
She finished speaking.
This is her apology.
The room was quiet and dim, with sandalwood burning in a corner and the light aroma of rose essential oil floating in the air.
After a week of confusion and cold war, he finally found an extremely lame excuse after seeing the news about her having fun with ten men. For the first time in their lives, they went to a club they had never set foot in before, and the two of them had a quarrel and broke up.
But in the end, all I got was this short, simple and direct sentence.
Jiang Chongyan was stunned for a few seconds and looked at her.
——The pressure that had just been shrouded by the tall man suddenly lost its support point.
Anger, emotions that were burning to the extreme, like surging waves, all collapsed at once.
It was like the editing effects in a short video, the illogical narrative direction in a weird dream, it was inexplicably overwhelmed, and was easily extinguished by a basin of water, and it ended so awkwardly.
Her expression was serious. But that was all she said. There was no other explanation, and no extra emotion.
Even when Xin Tong apologized, it wasn't with tears of sorrow and remorse. But she also never harbored a grudge or a snarl. She was incredibly honest and forthright. When she apologized, she meant it, admitting her mistakes without feeling embarrassed or groveling.
Jiang Chongyan was annoyed that his anger disappeared in a second.
He should have stayed angry, he thought.
But he stared at her for a long time with a stern face. Seeing her sincere face, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes under her gaze.
"……Um."
After a few seconds, he turned his head slightly and looked at the ground.
"knew."
The voice is stiff.
But the ending note is as light as a feather.
...Neither of them spoke again.
The Peach Mark corridor was quiet, the carpet soft. Xin Tong saw two shadows on the ground, one long and one short under the cold light above her head. The two shadows were connected; it was Jiang Chongyan who was still holding her wrist.
The five fingers relaxed little by little, and the large and warm male palm slowly loosened, and finally, let go of her hand.
…
Xin Tong's apology was sincere. She knew her words were hurtful, but she also knew that the two of them shouldn't be entangled in the unexpected mess in their relationship.
Xin Tong has been teasing Jiang Chongyan since the first time she met him.
But it was her instinctive reaction.
Who made him so handsome and unruly? A sharp and energetic girl from the Gaoling Mountains, flirting with her when she has nothing better to do, touching her chest muscles, and watching the young master get angry over her, this is an irresistible temptation, a wonderful entertainment in life.
Does this teasing come from love?
Of course I like it.
But Xin Tong has liked too many people.
She has overused the word "like". As long as a virgin, handsome man with a decent personality, is chaste, she likes him.
So is your liking for Jiang Chongyan different from your liking for other people?
That's a really good question.
——There are a few moments in life when this question will involuntarily appear in Xin Tong's mind.
Standing in the audience and watching him dancing on the stage.
In the snowstorm in a foreign country, he turned around and reached out to her.
When he casually told his grandfather that the world was a fussy world.
Under the silvery moonlight of the ancient village, he clinked glasses with himself and drank it all in one gulp.
In just a few moments.
Moments that have nothing to do with physical contact and erotic teasing.
This was her first time pondering such a profound question, and Xin Tong felt she had made significant progress. However, after a moment of agonizing over it, she instinctively decided not to burden herself with thinking.
What's the difference? They should all be the same. I have a paramecium-like linear mindset, and I'm just too lazy. I give up after just a few minutes of thinking and go play with my phone.
Xin Tong even realized that due to the eldest young master's special status, she could not have a real ambiguous relationship with him.
——Because his surname is Jiang.
I contacted him in the first place because of the family property, I looked for him because of the family property, and I got involved with his family because of the family property.
The Jiang family is her support, and Jiang Yuanbin is her mentor and benefactor. Relationships between men and women are too fragile and changeable. Pure and ordinary relationships are the most stable and difficult to change.
She should be another Chen Wen. Chen Wen was Jiang Yuanbin's student, and Xin Tong could barely be considered one, but he was still the kind of naughty student who changed his ways late, had the worst abilities, and dared not speak out for fear of affecting the teacher's reputation.
If we were to find the most stable and long-lasting written definition of the relationship between her and Jiang Chongyan, it would probably be similar to the relationship between Chen Wen and Jiang Chongyan.
This is the rare and precious appreciation that the eldest lady of the Demonic King has for the Jiang family who have given her a lot of help.
…
So the kiss that night brought confusion and illusion to the young master. Xin Tong understood and sincerely apologized for her overly direct words the next day.
Once a relationship becomes disordered, it should be put back on track in a timely manner.
"Master, let's continue to maintain our current relationship. Do you agree?"
Jiang Chongyan glanced at her.
"for example."
"Like, let's just pretend that the kiss was an accident, or that it never happened. Let's go back to the relationship we had before the kiss."
"I can go to your grandfather's house for lunch, or go to your grandmother's house to pick radishes. I can be your grandfather's student, and I can tease you occasionally."
"Such a relationship."
“…”
Jiang Chongyan didn't know how to react.
The corners of his mouth pulled up in a speechless arc, "You are quite good at summarizing."
She is right.
This is a reasonable clarification and analysis and there is no reason to overturn it.
If an accident occurs, of course you should step back or stay put.
Anyway, you shouldn't go forward.
Right? Jiang Chongyan suddenly felt a stagnation somewhere in his body, but he couldn't put his finger on where. In his blood vessels, on the surface of his skin, at the bend of his heart. He couldn't feel it, couldn't find it.
She's right. So let it go.
Actually, it’s not bad.
He lowered his head and looked at Xin Tong in silence. The two people who were always at odds with each other rarely reached a consensus at this moment.
Xin Tong shook the bag in her hand at him.
"Thank you for the pickled radish, grandma. When the company's work is finished in two months, I will go back to Qiyu to see her."
"Let's go. Liang Luoming is still waiting for me for something."
"Bye-Bye."
She stepped out of the door with her right foot, but stopped just as she was about to walk out, turned around and gave him a serious look.
"Don't dress so handsomely. If you keep appearing in front of me like this, I will always regard it as seduction. If I can't help touching you, you will be angry again."
"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. A handsome guy like you should learn to protect yourself."
After saying that, he left in a cool manner.
Jiang Chongyan: “…”
*
When Xin Tong walked into another room, Liang Luoming was standing inside.
The man was tall, handsome and elegant, and was waiting for her.
"Did you finish talking to him?"
Xin Tong nodded.
"Yeah. He's gone."
After she finished speaking, she was silent for a few seconds. She wanted to ask directly why you came to see me, but before she could speak, she heard the other side say:
"More than two years."
"This is the first time we've met since we broke up."
This opening remark stunned Xin Tong.
Indeed, she just discovered it.
The person before me slowly overlapped with the innocent and clean-cut boy in my memory. Their facial features were identical, yet they exuded completely different temperaments.
He had matured a lot during the days when they no longer saw each other.
"You will graduate as a senior next year, and I thought you would return to China. I just didn't expect you to return now, in such a way and for such a reason."
After a few seconds, he looked at her steadily and said softly,
"You've lost weight."
Xin Tong's heart moved.
She looked into his eyes and their gazes met. He seemed to have a lot to say, but among all the words he wanted to say, there was only one sentence: You've lost weight.
"Are you coming to me today about Kelly's investment?"
He stared intently at her face.
After a while, he suddenly whispered, "Because I want to see you."
Liang Luoming took out a business card, took two steps closer, and put it in her shirt pocket.
It was gently inserted and immediately pulled out the next second, without any overstepping of the boundaries and without touching any part of the body.
Xin Tong lowered her head and took it out to look at it. The name on it was the owner of a certain entertainment company. It looked familiar, and after thinking about it, she remembered that it was the owner of Liang Luoming's company.
Liang Luoming is the most popular artist in the company.
This company was an unknown small workshop a few years ago. The entire company had only one popular star, Liang Luoming. He alone earned three buildings for the company. In two years, the small company transformed itself and climbed up the industry.
"This..." Xin Tong looked up at him in confusion.
Liang Luoming's tone was calm and serious.
"If you need anything, feel free to contact me or him. Even if you can't invest all of it, you can still get 70%."
Xin Tong opened her eyes wide in surprise.
"Can you make the final decision on this matter alone?"
"Yeah." He didn't say anything, just a simple "Yeah."
Xin Tong was speechless for a moment. If this really worked, she wouldn't have to worry about such a large sum of money anymore, and the company's urgent needs would be quickly resolved.
Xin Tong knew that the past two years must have been very difficult for him, and that this status was what he deserved.
"Thank you very much."
After a moment's silence, she finally spoke.
“But I don’t want to accept it.”
She said she didn't want to collect it.
It's not that I can't. It's not that I won't.
I don’t want to.
Xin Tong does things based on whether she wants to or not, and she only does what she wants to do throughout her life.
After she said this, she didn't say anything else.
She didn't need to explain this.
There are many reasons: spilled water cannot be reversed, broken mirrors cannot be mended, feelings are gone, and once missed, there is no going back.
I hate lingering ties and complexities. I want to be simple, firm, decisive, and passionate.
She has always lived like this, never looking back and moving forward.
…
Liang Luoming stood still, slowly clenching his fists.
Is that it? No, no. How could he accept this? He refused to accept it. He wanted to redeem himself, to fight for it. He couldn't forget, no matter what. The lonely nights gave rise to a melancholic hatred. The once pure and innocent boy's heart now harbored a dark and despicable possessive desire. He wanted to reveal his true self without any concealment.
But almost at the same time, Liang Luoming suddenly realized at that moment:
Yeah, I should have thought of it earlier.
This is her.
Every word, every sentence, is her.
A strong bitterness rose up my throat.
He suddenly realized that it was true, he had missed it.
Panic, anxiety, and regret filled every lonely night of his in the past two years. However, his lofty ambitions when he was alone were always defeated by a simple sentence when he met her in person.
She is too dazzling and too self-centered.
This is her haunting charm and spell. When away from her, you fantasize about happiness, but when close to her, you feel inexhaustible pain. In love with her self, yet longing to possess everything she has by force, Liang Luoming, this is the eternal cross you bear.
The words have run out.
"goodbye."
She said.
"I wish you success in your career and a happy life."
Xin Tong left.
The man's figure was hidden in the dim light. His limbs seemed like old, stiff parts. After a long time, he slowly moved and walked out of the room.
The corridor was silent, with cold overhead light shining down. In the corner ahead, he saw a man standing there.
Folded arms, blond hair.
Liang Luoming stopped.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
He had been listening outside.
These words popped into Liang Luoming's mind.
Even though he was discovered, he didn't panic at all.
He glanced at Liang Luoming coldly. When he turned around, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Then he strode away.
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