Chapter 19 Undercurrent
The night is dark.
The thousand-year-old ancient capital is brightly lit, and the colorful lights complement the deep night sky.
All the excitement and warmth stayed in that magnificent club, with few stars outside.
The late autumn breeze soaked the coldness into his skin, and Lian Li shivered.
The temperature difference between day and night is huge, it’s really cold right now.
She stopped thinking about it and got into the car.
The carriage was spacious. As soon as Lian Li took her seat, she raised her head and met the eyes of Jin Shiyue who was sitting directly opposite her. For just a moment, there seemed to be a subtle orbital sound hissing past my ears. But his eyes slid over her body carelessly, as if sweeping through the air, without making a sound.
But Jin Yanting next to him stared at her and asked: "How much wine did you drink?"
"Two cups." Lian Li subconsciously raised her hand and put the back of her hand against her slightly hot cheek, "They are all low-concentration fruit wine."
"Would you like some water?" Jin Yanting asked.
Lian Li was a little thirsty and would not be polite to him, so she nodded: "Okay."
The small refrigerator was on Jin Shiyue's side, and Jin Yanting called him: "Ayue, help get a bottle of water for Xiaoli."
Jin Shiyue lazily moved his legs, leaned back on the seat leisurely, and crossed his legs. He didn't care about Lian Li sitting opposite him, and just smiled and said, "What's the matter? It's not enough to serve the old lady at home, but when you go out, Have to serve the little girl?”
At first glance, he looks like a cynical noble man, but upon closer inspection, he turns out to be a complete bastard with eight hundred evil intentions.
His foot almost touched her... He moved aside calmly.
Before Jin Yanting could speak, Jin Shiyue took out a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator and handed it to Lian Li.
I don't know if it was because of bad eyesight or a long reflex arc. When she caught it, he didn't let go immediately. The two of them held the two ends of the mineral water bottle and pulled it.
Lian Li felt Jin Shiyue's strength and before he could react, he let go as if nothing had happened.
The time was extremely short, so short that she thought it was an illusion.
"...Thank you."
The people involved were in a trance, and the third person in the carriage was naturally unaware of the fleeting dark waves.
"Grandma has no right to serve you," Jin Yanting said to Jin Shiyue.
Jin Shiyue curled his lower lip lazily and improperly.
Lian Li finished drinking the water and screwed the cap on the bottle.
Jin Yanting knocked on the partition and asked the driver to drive.
The car drove out of the magnificent Blue Bay and onto a quiet road. Jin Yanting glanced at Lian Li, who was sitting upright, and asked, "What did you drink tonight?"
Lian Li thought for a while and said: "Bai Dilan."
Jin Yanting nodded: "Go back and ask Mrs. Zhang to cook some hangover soup, otherwise you will have a headache tomorrow morning."
"Yeah." Lian Li's hands folded on her legs tightened unconsciously.
"Are you promoted to third uncle this time?" Jin Shiyue suddenly spoke, his tone casual.
Jin Yanting turned his head and glanced at him: "Well, there are few places this time and the competition is fierce. It will take a while before the promotion order is issued."
Third Uncle Jin, logically, should have been promoted last year, but somehow it was delayed until now. He was also worried that Mr. Jin would say that he was not motivated and did not dare to return to the compound, so he hid for half a year.
Jin Shiyue chatted with Jin Yanting from time to time, and gradually fell silent, leaning on his seat and closing his eyes to relax.
The overhead light was turned off and the car became dark. An environment that was too dim was usually ambiguous, but it couldn't be any more ambiguous at this moment.
The cold vapor of mineral water still seemed to remain on the fingertips, cooling the skin.
Lian Li rubbed her fingertips, trying to wipe away the cold touch.
But it was unreasonable and impossible to remove, making her feel like she had been marked by a cruel beast.
The business Maybach parked downstairs of the apartment, and Lian Li's tense nerves were relieved.
She breathed out almost imperceptibly: "Brother, I'm back." Jin Yanting stretched out his arm and gently touched her head with his palm: "Go up and rest."
Lian Li: "Well, good night."
She seemed to glance at Jin Shiyue opposite him inadvertently. He was hidden in the darkness and could not see his face clearly.
Lian Li got out of the car and walked directly inside. When she got home, the living room was brightly lit.
In order to take care of her conveniently, Mrs. Zhang lives here at least three days a week.
After Lian Li changed her shoes, she walked to the kitchen and smelled the fragrant smell while standing at the door.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, why aren't you asleep yet?"
If Mrs. Zhang fell asleep, Jin Yanting would not wake her up.
"Miss," Mrs. Zhang smiled kindly, "I can't sleep. You came back just in time. The hangover soup is ready. Try it."
She scooped a bowl of soup for Lian Li. Lian Li was too lazy to go out to the dining table and drank the soup slowly while leaning against the bright island.
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"It's very fragrant and has a sweet taste. Are you sure it's a hangover soup, not a golden soup made by a five-star chef?"
Sister-in-law Zhang was filled with praise, and the smile on her face deepened: "Don't make fun of me."
"To be honest, it's a joke. You guys are not good at thinking. You have to keep up with the new era and new ideas." Lian Li said with a smile.
Miss Lili is not only good-looking, but also very good at coaxing people. She often makes Mrs. Zhang laugh so hard that she can’t even see her teeth.
After drinking the hangover soup, the nerves that were frozen in the car slowly warmed up. Lian Li returned to the bedroom, charged her cell phone that was about to run out of battery, opened the closet and took out her pajamas.
She stood in front of the dressing table, took off the thin wrist bracelet with one hand, and placed it properly in the purple velvet box.
After coming out of the shower, her hair was wrapped in a dry towel without even blow-drying. She picked up her mobile phone on the table and sent a message to Xue Shufan, asking if she had gone back.
After waiting for a while, there was no reply. Just as he was about to put down his phone, Xue Shufan called.
"Hello, Lili." Xue Shufan's voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and dry.
"What's wrong with your throat?" Lian Li clicked on speakerphone, put the phone on the table, took out hand cream and applied it.
"It's so high that I can't sing."
Lian Li couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You must be the queen of singing at Beijing University."
"Tomorrow I have to tutor lower grade students as a teaching assistant. Do you think they will think I am a weird senior sister?" Xue Shufan asked worriedly.
"No."
"Really?"
"Really, they will only say that you have a sexy and charming voice." Lian Li paused and asked, "Are you home yet?"
"Not yet... I'm in Pei Qingji's car." Xue Shufan was confused and scratched his messy hair.
Lian Li said: "Then send me a message when you get home. I will come back to school on Wednesday to find you."
Xue Shufan said OK in confusion.
*
Wednesday, the sky is clear and clear. The mellow sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the leaves, creating mottled light and shadow. The golden leaves sway in the wind, and the red walls and red tiles of the school look even more brilliant against the autumn colors.
Lian Li checked the information related to her student status in the School of Mathematical Sciences building all morning before leaving during lunch time.
As she walked, she sent a message to her meal partner Xue Shufan, asking her to have dinner with her.
When passing Boyata, Lian Li stopped. The band's manager sent her a message.
Ask her if she is interested in performing "Swan Goose" in the Central Concert Hall.
Lian Li typed slowly and replied to the message. When she looked up again, a handful of red roses suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
(End of chapter)