Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 645 - 270. [The Summer of Dew] What does it feel like when all hope is shattered? _3
Jin Sinan isn’t stupid; he could tell right away that the urgency earlier was just because he hadn’t seen anyone for a long time.
Of the calls he made, it’d be good if one out of ten was answered.
If it were any other woman, he would naturally assume she was playing hard to get, but since it was Ji Wanxia, he found it hard to think so.
The car in front exited the highway.
Jin Sinan squinted his eyes, murmuring to himself, "It’s already dark. Is this car heading up the mountain?"
This is already one of the most remote places near An City. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a desolate wilderness.
The man glanced at him and asked, "Are we following or not?"
"Is that even a question?" Jin Sinan took a drag on his cigarette, the blue-white smoke slowly exhaling from his mouth and nose, "Mr. Gu doesn’t know how to value it. I can’t bear to see the beauty sad and alone. How could I pass up the opportunity that fell right onto my lap?"
The man turned the steering wheel, nonchalantly agreeing, "Alright, you’re the boss, I’ll do as you say."
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This mountain used to be a place Wanxia was very familiar with.
Every year when it snowed, Ji Huan would take her hiking, with white snowflakes covering their shoulders.
Yes, back then, Mu Jin Huan was still surnamed Ji.
Wanxia walked in front, and Ji Huan would follow behind, stepping in the footprints she left in the snow. She was a girl with small steps, while Ji Huan was ten years older; following her footprints looked a bit ridiculous, but only she could see it.
Now it’s still autumn, no cool silvery snow had fallen, and it’s night. Even with streetlights, it was hard to see anything.
Wanxia parked her car at the end of the mountain road and walked a bit further, sitting on a large rock.
Compared to the noise in the city, the mountain top was a silent place where the chirping of birds could be heard, though the wind was a bit chilly.
Footsteps sounded behind her, but Wanxia didn’t turn. She spoke blandly, "Gu Shaozhi probably didn’t instruct you that I can’t sit here, right? If you’re not leaving, stand a bit further away, so I won’t hear even a trace of noise."
After saying that, she added, "Don’t worry, I won’t jump down."
Jin Sinan stopped walking; he thought Ji Wanxia might have mistaken him for Gu Shaozhi’s assistant.
There was beer in his friend’s car, and he brought over four or five cans, walking to Wanxia’s side, sitting down on the rock as well.
He opened a can first, offering it to Wanxia, "It’s not strong, have a sip?"
Wanxia didn’t expect him to come, paused for quite a while before reacting, raising her hand to take the can, "Why are you here?"
She knew the car was following her, but she thought it was Yuan Yi.
Jin Sinan opened another can of beer, took a sip, candidly admitting, "I followed you here."
He turned his head; not far away was the last streetlight on this road, dimly illuminating the woman’s exquisite profile, dreamy-like.
No longer the usual leisurely manner, but a rare seriousness, "When you’re unhappy, being alone only makes it worse. I won’t talk, just keep you company."
The man’s voice was low and gentle, perfectly maintaining the right distance that wouldn’t be annoying.
Wanxia chuckled softly.
Took a sip of beer, the cold liquid sliding down her throat, seemingly easing the numbness in her body, "I’m not unhappy, just..."
She paused, shifted the topic, "Thanks for the beer, it’d be better if it was stronger."
If someone doesn’t want to talk or resents his presence, they could have just thrown the can away and ignored him.
But... she chose to speak.
Jin Sinan thought it felt a bit cold at the current temperature for a girl, and he wanted to drape his jacket over Wanxia.
But when his fingers touched his shoulder, he realized he was also just wearing a shirt.
If she didn’t mind him being shirtless, he’d gladly show off his perfect abs, but that was clearly not an option.
"Getting drunk is pointless; the world remains unchanged when you wake up, just as it was before you drank. Your disappointments won’t change at all."
Sensible, real.
Wanxia smiled lightly, teasingly insincerely, "Mr. Jin, you won’t win over pretty girls with that approach."
Jin Sinan clinked his can with hers, indifferent, shrugging, "You don’t fall for that either, do you?"
If it were Ji Wanxia from four years ago, she would have been unable to resist a man’s sweet words and tactics, precisely because she had never experienced it before, so she fell so easily into the illusion created by Gu Shaozhi.
But now, even if someone told her the most beautiful words in the world, she’d just listen and nothing more.
