Chapter 203: Playing So Wild?
Lian Li tilted her face up, “Suddenly liking me and then suddenly not, you’re so fickle.”
Jin Shi Yue smiled lazily, “If you like me, then I like you.”
Do you like it?
Probably not.
She didn’t learn the cello out of her own volition, and rarely thought about whether she actually liked it.
“The past events of her and my dad falling in love are a bit similar to the story of the Butterfly Lovers.”
To avoid being discovered, fabricating a false identity, leaving the father and daughter to go back to see her grandmother for the last time, only to be forcibly sent abroad by her grandfather… Lian Li could actually understand Ji Tan’s helplessness.
She was just too sensible and too good at putting herself in others’ shoes, often neglecting her own emotions. Once her emotions collapsed, they became uncontrollable.
Love is ethereal, reality is cruel and heartless. Class conflict, differences in social standing, Ji Tan could stay by Lian Jingcheng’s side for two years and resolutely marry him and have a daughter.
Held in a distant homeland, the wedding was simple, her heart carrying secrets… If she didn’t love him, how could she have done all this.
It’s hard to judge right or wrong when it comes to feelings.
“She loved my dad very much, she just… just…” Lian Li sobbed, large tears silently sliding from the corners of her eyes.
Jin Shi Yue cupped her face and lowered his head, kissing the tears at the corners of her eyes.
Lian Li’s tear-blurred eyes met his.
The man stared at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to melt her.
“She knew about me a long time ago.”
Lian Li choked back a sob. She buried her face in Jin Shi Yue’s chest, her voice muffled and tearful, “She just didn’t want to acknowledge me.”
Lian Li was less sensitive and more perceptive.
Lian Jingcheng brought her to the Capital City to find Ji Tan, and they faced much criticism.
Lian Jingcheng had an outstanding appearance, and many people fancied him. After being rejected, they then said he was a jinx to his wives, that no one knew how the child came about, that his wife must have been scared away by him, that this man was definitely not good, and that his daughter was his baggage… and other such unpleasant remarks.
Lian Li sometimes wondered if, without her, Lian Jingcheng wouldn’t have left his hometown for the Capital City, and wouldn’t have gotten into trouble.
Her existence was a constant reminder to Lian Jingcheng that the woman he loved most, the mother of his child, had left him without a word.
He had also regretted his actions countless times, not knowing where he had gone wrong.
Lian Li would wake up in the middle of the night and sometimes see Lian Jingcheng looking up at the bright moon on the balcony. Ji Tan was like that bright, pure moon, attacking his most vulnerable spot in the quiet of the night.
Ji Tan said she hated herself. And how could Lian Jingcheng not hate himself?
What about Lian Li?
In the past, her existence constantly reminded Lian Jingcheng that he had been abandoned.
Now, does her existence constantly remind Ji Tan that Lian Jingcheng has passed away?
“They separated at the height of their love, causing a wound that could never heal in this lifetime.”
It seems like I’m the only one who was never loved from beginning to end.
Lian Li’s throat felt choked for a long time, and she couldn’t utter the words.
It was as if a floodgate had opened, and tears surged from her eyes, large, crystal-clear drops.
“Don’t overthink it,” Jin Shi Yue’s large hand cupped the back of her head, pressing her into his chest. “Your parents both love you.”
Ji Tan and Lian Jingcheng both loved her.
It’s just that they loved each other more, and couldn’t bear to lose each other.
“You’re lying to me,” Lian Li said, sobbing.
“How dare I lie to you,” Jin Shi Yue’s voice trailed off slightly, “Lying to you is equivalent to asking for trouble, am I that stupid?”
Lian Li rubbed her face buried in his chest against his pajamas. Her mood rippled with his tone, becoming much more expansive.
“My clothes are wet again because of me,” Lian Li looked up at him.
Jin Shi Yue smirked playfully, “Want to take my clothes off?”
First it was the heirloom, now it’s taking off clothes.
Lian Li couldn’t understand his train of thought. In the dim room, she carefully traced his sharp, handsome features.
If she were to sketch his outline with a carbon pencil, it would probably only take a dozen strokes.
Strange.
Why did she believe everything he said?
Lian Li’s attention was suddenly diverted. Tears hung on her eyelashes, bright and lustrous, tinged with a hint of fragility.
Jin Shi Yue lowered his head and kissed away her tears. Lian Li reflexively closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling violently.
“If you cry any more, you’ll really need to see an ophthalmologist,” Jin Shi Yue’s warm fingertips brushed her eyelids. “Junior Sister will become a little blind girl.”
Lian Li: “…”
The slight unusual emotion she had just managed to retain was instantly blown away by him.
“You’re the little blind girl.”
Lian Li was displeased and tried to kick him with her feet under the bedding. Jin Shi Yue didn’t dodge, letting her kick him a few times, squinting and smiling, “You’ve really gotten addicted to kicking, haven’t you?”
Lian Li remembered that when they weren’t familiar with each other, he often teased her about kicking people. With old grudges and new ones, she kicked him a couple more times.
Jin Shi Yue’s long legs hooked around hers, holding her firmly.
“You kick so well, it’s a shame you don’t play soccer.”
He was teasing her again.
Lian Li didn’t want to talk to him anymore. Her legs were locked by him, just like that night when she didn’t offer him noodles, and he came to Uncle Yang’s noodle shop to find her and held her feet captive.
Lian Li suddenly remembered his words, ‘If I can’t find you, I’ll come.’
The seed that had been planted in her heart at some point had now grown into a sapling, swaying gently in the breeze.
On sunny days, she lay on the sapling, basking in the sun.
During thunderstorms and blizzards, she hid under the sapling from the biting cold.
Lian Li found it incredible.
What kind of sapling was so big it could shelter from wind and rain?
She didn’t turn around, closed her eyes, and rested her head against Jin Shi Yue’s chest.
The bedroom fell silent again, with only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats in the air.
Jin Shi Yue’s right arm was around Lian Li, his left arm propped behind his head. He gazed at the ceiling, his dark eyes calm.
There was another reason Ji Tan didn’t want to see Lian Li.
Ji Tan thought Lian Li didn’t want to see her.
Ji Tan had left when Lian Li was two months old. Guilt, shame, knowing she was doing well was enough; how could she dare to expect her daughter to acknowledge her.
Ji Tan still had many things she hadn’t told Lian Li, such as how she refused other arranged marriages, how she was confined and lived in darkness, and how she had nearly lost her life.
It’s just that…
“I can’t sleep, are you asleep?” Lian Li suddenly lifted her eyelids and asked him in a low voice.
Jin Shi Yue looked down at her, “Are you hungry?”
Lian Li shook her head.
Jin Shi Yue tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her closer until their gazes were level. “What do you want to do?”
Lian Li slowly blinked her eyelashes, her eyes shifting for a moment, and she leaned in to kiss him.
Her kiss was slow and gentle, deepening little by little, making one incredibly addicted.
Her thoughts were likely still chaotic at this moment, unable to sleep, needing some physical activity to induce sleep.
It was the first time Lian Li took the initiative, and Jin Shi Yue didn’t rush to take over, lazily enjoying her kiss.
Kissing shoulder to shoulder, it was inconvenient to be on their sides. Lian Li flipped over and straddled Jin Shi Yue’s lower abdomen.
Her legs were slender and straight. Due to her posture, a large expanse of fair, tender, and smooth skin entered Jin Shi Yue’s field of vision, causing his breathing to deepen.
He looked up at her from below, raised an eyebrow, and said with a smile, “Playing so wild?”
