Chapter 142 My wish came true
[The new content of the previous chapter has been reviewed]
The Lu family courtyard was covered in silver after the snow. The red lanterns swayed gently under the eaves, reflecting the golden colors on the ground.
As soon as Jiang Tingwan stepped into the door, he heard a lazy teasing voice——
"I thought Miss Jiang wasn't coming."
Lu Zhaoye was leaning against the porch column, his black turtleneck sweater making his neck look slender. He was playing with a lighter in his hand, the flame flickering between his fingers.
He spoke in a sarcastic tone, but there was a subtle expectation in his eyes.
"Zhao Ye." Jiang Tingwan was about to respond when he saw Lu's mother poking her head out of the living room and scolding, "Weren't you asking when Wan would arrive early in the morning?"
"That's right, brother." Lu Yiqiao also smiled, "What are you pretending to be now?"
Lu Zhaoye glared at Lu Yiqiao, then looked helplessly at Lu's mother and snapped the lighter shut: "Mom."
Seeing them like this, Jiang Tingwan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and quickly handed the gift box in her hand to Mother Lu: "Aunt, Happy New Year."
"Oh, why would you bring a gift if you just come?" Mother Lu enthusiastically took her hand and said, "It's been a while since we last met. You've become more beautiful. I heard that during this period of time..."
After a few greetings.
Mother Lu winked at her son and said, "Zhaoye, take Tingwan to the yard for a walk. The plum blossoms are in full bloom."
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The snow crunched underfoot as the two walked side by side on the stone path.
Jiang Tingwan's eyes were fixed on the scenery in the yard, and she had no intention of talking to Lu Zhaoye at all.
Lu Zhaoye stared at her for a few seconds, grabbed her hand, and said, "The plum blossoms over there are more beautiful. I'll take you to see them."
"No need." She raised her eyebrows and slowly withdrew her hand: "Boss Lu, aren't you tired of pretending?"
Lu Zhaoye's hands froze slightly, but soon returned to normal. He frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "I have no interest in your family's garden, and the same goes for you. Why are you acting out this kind of romantic drama here?"
Lu Zhaoye narrowed his eyes. Why did these words sound... a little familiar?
He didn't say anything, kicked away a piece of snow, seemed nonchalant, but quietly slowed down his pace.
The plum branches are slanting, with a faint fragrance floating in the air.
"You said..." The man next to her did not retort as he did before. Instead, he suddenly stopped and reached out to brush away the snow grains on the ends of Jiang Tingwan's hair.
An ambiguous atmosphere spread, and Lu Zhaoye stared at Jiang Tingwan intently: "Does this count as growing old together?"
Jiang Tingwan raised her eyes to look at him, and when she saw his thin sweater, she sneered, "You don't even wear a coat. Don't blame me if you catch a cold later."
As soon as these words were spoken, the charming atmosphere was broken and Lu Zhaoye felt helpless.
But speaking of colds...
The next moment, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes and lifted it up——
"What are you doing!" Jiang Tingwan's pupils shrank slightly. Is this guy mentally ill? What is he doing?
She hurriedly pressed his hand, but he pulled her back, and her palm touched his tight abdomen.
Jiang Tingwan was stunned by the firm and hot feeling.
"If you make me catch a cold..." He leaned closer, his hot breath blowing against her ear, "Shouldn't you be responsible for taking care of me?"
This person, what kind of logic...
"You're dreaming." Jiang Tingwan's eyebrows jumped. She came to her senses and pushed him away, but was grabbed into his arms.
"Jiang Tingwan." Lu Zhaoye held her waist and said in a low voice, "What is your New Year's wish?"
"To make a lot of money." After only a moment's thought, she answered promptly and nonchalantly.
He knew she would use this answer to brush him off.
"Vulgar." Lu Zhaoye chuckled, his nose almost touching her cheek.
"Do you think I'm vulgar?" Jiang Tingwan put her finger on his forehead and said, "What about yours?"
Lu Zhaoye grabbed her wrist and pressed it to his chest, his heart beating like a drum.
Everything was silent and Jiang Tingwan only heard one word.
"you."
The snow falls silently.
Lu Zhaoye’s kiss pressed down heavily, and the unfinished ending blended into the intertwined breaths.
Lu Yiqiao's exclamation and Lu's mother's laughter and scolding could be heard from afar.
But at this moment, he just wanted to turn the fragrance of plum blossoms and the color of snow at this moment into her name.
a long time.
Jiang Tingwan pushed Lu Zhaoye away with a red face, only to see him licking his lips and smiling arrogantly:
"Now, my wish has come true."
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The night is dark.
Jiang Tingwan had just returned home and was about to wash up when she received a message.
After thinking for a moment, she wrapped her coat tightly and went downstairs.
As soon as she left the mansion, she saw Shen Guan leaning against the car from a distance, with a mobile phone in his hand, and the cold white street lights stretched his shadow very long.
"Why are you looking for me at this time?" She walked closer and asked softly.
I originally wanted to ask him why he wasn't at the Shen family at this time, but I swallowed the words back when they came to my lips -
The Shen family has little affection for each other. They seem to be drinking and chatting with each other on the surface, but secretly they want to tear each other apart. Going back will only be a Hongmen Banquet.
Shen Guan raised his eyes to look at her, the lights in the distance reflected in his eyes, but he didn’t answer: “Go somewhere with me?”
At this time... Jiang Tingwan looked around and saw that most people had turned off the lights and were getting ready for bed.
never mind……
You're here anyway.
"Okay." She raised her eyebrows and deliberately dragged out her tone: "Then I will fulfill Mr. Shen's New Year's wish."
The car drove out of the city, passed the winding coastline, and finally stopped at a secluded beach. The moonlight sprinkled on the soft sand, like a layer of silver frost.
Jiang Tingwan got out of the car, and the sea breeze blew through her hair, bringing with it a slightly salty and cool feeling.
“Come so far?” She turned her head to look at Shen Guan.
In sight, he walked straight to the center of the beach.
Jiang Tingwan followed his gaze and looked over——
There stood a piano quietly, its black lacquered body emitting a soft sheen under the moonlight.
Jiang Tingwan paused, feeling somewhat confused.
As she approached and her fingertips touched the cold keys, a guess formed in her mind.
"Is this... the one from that year?" she asked tentatively.
“Yeah.” Shen Guan stood beside her and said in a low voice, “You still remember.”
Even if she doesn't remember, she will associate it with the photo, right? Because he brought her here.
Jiang Tingwan chuckled and slid her fingertips lightly across the piano keys: "Have you tuned it?"
“Yeah.” Shen Guan nodded gently.
Jiang Tingwan sat down slowly, his fingers hovering above the piano keys for a moment, then dropped them.
A familiar melody flowed out, it was the song she played that year.
The melody remains the same, but the pianist is no longer lonely.
To her surprise, Shen Guan also sat down next to her and joined in with his slender fingers.
His fingering was skillful, but his rhythm was steadier than hers, like the calmness that came from years of experience.
The two of them had never played together before, but they had an amazing rapport.
The sound of the piano and the sound of the waves intertwined, and the moonlight cast a hazy silver edge on the two of them.
The song is over.
Jiang Tingwan took back his hand and asked half-jokingly, "Did Mr. Chen bring me here to try out the piano tonight?"
Shen Guan did not answer, but turned his head to look at the dark sea.
Just when Jiang Tingwan was confused.
A tiny light suddenly appeared on the sea surface in the distance, followed by a second light, a third light...
Countless points of light emerged like stars, gradually converging into a huge picture - that was her silhouette as she played the piano, lifelike, carefully arranged by tens of thousands of drones.
The light spots slowly changed, and the picture switched to her smiling face. Then, it showed the three words "Jiang Tingwan", and finally it was frozen to the picture of two people playing the piano together:
Jiang Tingwan was stunned and her heart beat faster.
She subconsciously looked at Shen Guan, but saw that his eyes were burning, and the flickering light on the sea was reflected in his deep eyes.
"Do you like it?" he asked softly.
Jiang Tingwan turned her head again to look at the light and shadow on the sea, and replied with a smile: "Of course I like it."
Shen Guan reached out and gently turned her face towards him: “That’s not what I’m asking.”
When their eyes met, the undisguised emotion in his eyes made Jiang Tingwan's breathing pause slightly.
"Between us, you've always known my situation, and I know your situation, too." He stroked her cheek with his thumb, his voice hoarse, "We are almost the ones who know each other best, and we are evenly matched. There's just one thing I can't be sure of."
He leaned forward slightly, his breath brushing against her lips: "Jiang Tingwan, do you like me?"
Jiang Tingwan opened her mouth but found it difficult to answer.
The two of them stared at each other in a stalemate.
He looked at her silently, then suddenly chuckled, breaking the deadlock.
"never mind."
The next second, he lowered his head and kissed her.
The sea breeze carried a salty and humid air, and the light of the drone flowed behind them.
His kiss was forceful and unyielding, yet it became gentle the moment it touched her.
Jiang Tingwan closed her eyes and her fingers unconsciously clenched his collar.
Even if she doesn't say she likes it, so what?
He won't leave either.
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