Spring night kiss

Chapter 15 He won’t allow others to touch anything he doesn’t want.
For a long time, Jiang Tan wondered if he had heard something wrong.

She squeezed Zhou Yinghuai's sleeves with her fingers harder, blinked, and her eyes were sore, "What did you say? Zhou Yinghuai, can you say it again?"

Zhou Yinghuai has never been a gentle person, but he kissed Jiang Tan's tear-stained eyes and said in a very determined tone: "I said, I won't get married, Jiang Tan."

Jiang Tan didn't know how much price Zhou Yinghuai had to pay for this matter.

But she was a selfish person after all. She didn't want to ask anything. She just wanted this person named Zhou Yinghuai to accompany her for a while longer.

During the heavy snow season in Ningcheng, Jiang Tan was sitting opposite Tang Xian and Meng Yanxi, with a brightly burning fireplace behind him.

She lowered her head and flipped through the menu, ordered a few snacks, and placed the menu in front of Tang Xian.

Jiang Tan said: "Tang Xian, look what you want to eat?"

Tang Xian covered his fists and coughed lowly, but looked at Meng Yanxi, "I don't need it, why don't you see what you eat?"

Meng Yanxi shook her head and directly gave the menu to the waiter on the side.

Jiang Tan understood somewhat when he saw this posture.

She lowered her eyes, her expression was very quiet, and it was impossible to tell what was going on in her mind.

Meng Yanxi suddenly felt that her understanding of Jiang Tan had always been very shallow.

She looked soft and frail, living next to Zhou Yinghuai like a dodder flower, as if she couldn't withstand the wind and rain.

But after what happened to Zheng Heng, she could still keep her expression calm, as if nothing happened, and stayed with Zhou Yinghuai without crying or making trouble.

Meng Yanxi was really curious, so she didn't mean to beat around the bush and spoke straightforwardly, "Jiang Tan, do you still blame Zheng Heng?"

These words made Jiang Tan raise her head. She didn't say 'Is it strange?', she just said: "You came to me to ask me to apologize to Zheng Heng?"

Tang Xian coughed again.

"It's not an apology," Meng Yanxi said, "Zheng Heng and I have known each other for many years. Jiang Tan, I know this is very biased, but believe me, when Zheng Heng did this, he was really doing it for You think about it.”

Jiang Tan knew that Zheng Heng's actions could certainly be said to be for himself.

After all, staying by Zhou Yinghuai's side, with such a tangled and unclear relationship, seemed not a good thing for him.

"I understand what you mean."

"Jiang Tan" Meng Yanxi sighed, his eyes could not be more serious. He is a gentle and easy-going man, and his temperament has always been calm and gentle.

At this moment, with a hint of urgency and seriousness, he explained word for word: "You have been wronged, we all know it. But around Zhou Yinghuai, you can't help but not be wronged. His eccentric pain is too heavy."

Meng Yanxi was really serious in what she said. She didn't say she liked her, she didn't say she loved her, she just said she felt partial.

In their eyes, Zhou Yinghuai's behavior towards him was probably best described as eccentric.

"It's really not good that Zheng Heng and I have been in a stalemate." Jiang Tan said concisely and to the point.

Meng Yanxi's heart felt inexplicably choked, and he spoke again, his voice much dryer: "Yes"

"I will go to him to break the ice." Jiang Tan said this, as rigorously as mediating in a political arena.

Later, Jiang Tan sat in front of Meng Yanxi and quietly finished all the snacks.She just ate mechanically, putting bite after bite into her mouth with a calm expression.

Meng Yanxi and Tang Xian coincidentally felt like bullying the little girl.

After Jiang Tan finished eating, she picked up her phone and stood up. When she came back after a while, she had a relaxed and calm smile on her face. She said, "I had a great time eating this meal. Goodbye."

Meng Yanxi didn't speak this time, and her face turned a little pale.

Tang Xian was silent for a long time, and then he said without embarrassment: "We will meet again when we have the opportunity."

Jiang Tan's figure was lost in the vast snow. Meng Yanxi looked at the empty scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and in his ears was Tang Xian's faint sigh.

Tang Xian said: "Old Meng, why are we going through this muddy water? Just let Jiang Tan and Zheng Heng freeze. That kid Zheng Heng broke one of his ribs last time when he was kicked by Ying Huai. Now he is probably I haven’t gotten out of bed yet, so I won’t bother Jiang Tan anymore.”

Meng Yanxi looked back, picked up the warm water in front of her, and took a sip, "If Jiang Tan refuses to give up and must stay with Zhou Yinghuai, she must learn to accept Zheng Heng's level of malice. What she will meet in the future will be worse than Zheng Heng is even worse."

"So?" Tang Xian raised his eyebrows.

"It's impossible for Zhou Yinghuai to fight like he did with Zheng Heng every time."

Meng Yanxi said calmly: "Once or twice is enough, if the times are too many, Zhou Yinghuai's love for Jiang Tan will wear off, and Jiang Tan will be even more embarrassed."

The gossipy expression on Tang Xian's face has subsided, and he doesn't know when he started to change to a serious expression.

Meng Yanxi went on to say: "Jiang Tan must learn to deal with these matters on his own, instead of waiting until the end every time for Zhou Yinghuai to come forward."

Tang Xian was a little irritated. The literary and scholarly man took the red wine beside him and drank it in one gulp. His voice was a little irritable, "Meng Yanxi, tell me the truth, do you like Jiang Tan?" "

To be able to consider this, to be able to do this thankless task, to be able to stand in her perspective and make plans for her.

For people in their circle, time is money. They wasted a whole morning watching Jiang Tan eat and talking about a bunch of things that had nothing to do with their own interests. What else could it be if they didn't like her.

Meng Yanxi didn't mind being asked like this by Tang Xian, but after a moment of silence, she nodded slowly, "Yes, I like it."

"Are you crazy?" Tang Xian clenched his teeth and resisted the urge to curse. His voice was suppressed: "That's Ying Huai's person."

"Zhou Yinghuai can't marry Jiang Tan," Meng Yanxi said calmly: "When they break up, why can't I keep Jiang Tan by my side? I can give her whatever Zhou Yinghuai can give her."

Tang Xian's heartbeat was irregular, and his nervous heart was throbbing. He looked at his best friend sadly: "Do you also want to taste the feeling of broken ribs? Ying Huai's temperament, he won't do it even if he doesn't want it. Allow others to touch.”

Meng Yanxi smiled and did not intend to explain more.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case unhurriedly. The agarwood was condensed and cold. He held it between his slender fingers and said slowly: "Tell me about the project in the south of the city."

Tang Xian understood and knew it was hard to say anything else. He sighed: "Why are you two like this?"

Jiang Tan went to JZ to study abroad. After finishing the trivial matters, he returned to Mingyuan with the roasted chestnuts he bought from the opposite side of the institution.

She watched an old movie, burst into tears at the emotional point, and threw the tissues on the floor.

Zhou Yinghuai came back and saw Jiang Tan sitting on the sofa with red eyes. The movie had ended and the credits were scrolling on the screen.

(End of this chapter)