Parallel World 5

The man's voice was low, and the phrase "baby" seemed to be infinitely lingering on the tip of his tongue, with the tail sound rising and falling, and the tone was stretched very long, with a bit of unsolvable sadness.

Jiang Zhiyue's heart, which had finally calmed down, was beating violently again, making her chest hurt and itchy.

This was the first time she saw a man who had always been light and self-supervised, so humble and helpless in front of her.

Jiang Zhiyue felt that her throat was blocked very much. She was stunned for a long time, but she just looked at him for a moment.

Chen Yan's hand was still on her waist, and the temperature of the hand was too high. Jiang Zhiyue's heart trembled.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyue didn't say anything, Chen Yan repeated it softly again. Even though he was anxious and surging in his heart, as if he was afraid of scaring her, the man still made a soft voice, gently stroked his fingertips to her cheek, and murmured with a hoarse voice: "What should you do to put your whole eyes on me."

Suddenly remembering the strangeness of this period, Jiang Zhiyue seemed to have reacted. A voice kept clamoring in her mind. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she blurted out: "Chen Yan, do you like me?"

Chen Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the nervous and confused face for a few seconds, suddenly he didn't want to hide his feelings anymore.

He curled his lips and smiled gently. His eyes were looking at her with an inclusive look at her at this moment. It was dark and rich, with a drooling tenderness.

The man's eyes were very dark, as if a moon sank into the deep sea, staring at by the hot gaze. Jiang Zhiyue suddenly felt like the bright moon, falling into the depths of the sea, occupied and swallowed.

Chen Yan's fingertips moved to the soft lips and rubbed them. His hand held Jiang Zhiyue's hand tightly and held her and placed it on his chest.

The man leaned over and continued to approach her. The two were very close. Jiang Zhiyue could even notice Chen Yan's warm breath gushing on her face, causing her face to rise in temperature.

Under his hands was Chen Yan's heavy and powerful heartbeat, and in his ears was his mute voice, as if the mellow wine that had been covered with dust in the snow night for years fell on her heart word by word, making her heart float and sink.

"I always wanted to marry you."

Chen Yan paused for a moment, and he laughed softly, "I miss you very much."

Jiang Zhiyue was stunned, and the sound of a bang in her mind seemed to be like a firework exploded. She seemed to be unable to hear anything. She only had the sentence in her mind, "He has always wanted to marry her."

A strange and sour feeling suddenly surged towards her. Jiang Zhiyue had never experienced this feeling. It seemed that something quietly spread from her heart to her limbs and bones, which was crisp and itchy. Her heartbeat was disordered and even her breathing was messy.

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly panicked.

She has always been the one who gives love. She picked up her broken sincerity from Chen Chi. When she was most helpless, someone suddenly treasured her heart properly and told her that he loved her.

Jiang Zhiyue blinked her eyes, and a thin layer of water mist instantly filled her almond eyes. She curled up her fingers and asked in a low voice with red eyes: "When did you like... me?"

The Jiang family villa is very close to the old house. When she was a child, she would often go to the old house to play with Grandpa Chen. Chen Yan was taken back to the old house by Grandpa Chen for his life, so the two often met.

Jiang Zhiyue always thought that Chen Yan hated her very much. When Grandpa Chen was busy, he would always call Chen Yan to help him watch. Jiang Zhiyue was young and spoiled at that time. Even though Chen Yan had a expressionless face and looked very impatient, she also pestered him and asked him to play with her.

As long as Chen Yan ignored her, she started crying.

Later, the little girl who loves to act coquettishly and cry gradually grew up and followed her parents obediently. Chen Yan became more and more busy. Mr. Shen put all his expectations on Shen Yan and was particularly strict with him since he was a child. Jiang Zhiyue rarely saw him again.

During Shen Yan's busy days, Chen Chi appeared next to Jiang Zhiyue instead.

He called her Xiao Yueliang, called her Little Radish Head, and took her out for fun every day with her grandfather on her back. When she was found out by her grandfather, he would hold back and tell her it was okay, and when she cried, he would buy candy and coax her clumsy and panic.

On Jiang Zhiyue's fifteen or sixteen years old, Shen Chi was as bright as the sunshine. He was like the midsummer with the fragrance of flowers in June and the breeze passing through the hall. Finally, he portrayed the little girl's girl's thoughts. The taciturn boy in childhood, day after day, mixed with her many memories clocks, so faint that he could not see the light spots.

Even if we meet again a long time later, there is only one polite sentence left: "Brother Chen Yan"

So Jiang Zhiyue always felt that Chen Yan would never have any good feelings for her.

But she didn't understand him. Chen Yan's love was like a deep sea, the sea was calm and quiet, and there was a hot, strong, deep and paranoid love hidden under the deep sea.

After hearing Jiang Zhiyue's words, Chen Yan bent his lips and said softly with his eyebrows and eyes: "A long time ago."

His love for her was hidden for too long, and Chen Yan couldn't remember when he moved his ordinary heart.

It seems that he came to this noisy world just to love her.

She is also the reason why he came to this life.

Chen Yan looked at the love clearly and knew it, and it gathered little by little into thousands of mountains and rivers, becoming the love he hid in his heart.

In fact, Jiang Zhiyue didn't know that on the summer vacation when she finished the college entrance examination, on the night when Grandpa Shen fainted due to a fever at Grandpa Shen's house, Chen Yan happened to take his busy schedule to go back to his old house to get his ID.

He hadn't had a good rest for several days. The innocent and self-conscious man frowned deeply, his eyes were deep, and he was half-down and he was untiing his cuffs. Suddenly, he heard familiar footsteps coming from the stairs.

He was stunned, and when he looked up again, he saw the little girl who always disturbed his heartstrings inexplicably, wearing a loose nightgown barefoot, holding the handrail of the stairs in a dizzy manner.

She seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, and Chen Yan had not reacted yet. The next second, Jiang Zhiyue paused and suddenly fell straight down, and was caught by Chen Yan.

Chen Yan subconsciously staggered, but his arms were still tightly wrapped around Jiang Zhiyue's waist, and his breath was filled with the sweet fragrance of her body, occupying all his consciousness.

Jiang Zhiyue was petite, and her slender waist was in a very slim way. She felt the soft touch under her fingertips. His cold lips just rubbed across her forehead when he turned his face.

Chen Yan's heart trembled. The world he had been lonely for a long time suddenly seemed to bloom on the mountain. The magnitude of the beating of the heart in his chest made him have to admit that he cared for Jiang Zhiyue. He saw her jealousy when she smiled softly at Chen Chi Jiao. All the dark and paranoid thoughts he buried in his heart came from, and he was moved by her.

Jiang Zhiyue seemed to be afraid of pain. When the family doctor was about to give Miss Jiang an infusion, the girl unconsciously curled up in Shen Yan's arms, and her whimpering sounded like a little cat.

Chen Yan hugged Jiang Zhiyue in his arms and coaxed her warmly. The doctor was still proud of her and did not dare to show off. He looked at her eyes and nose, and looked down on her head throughout the whole process. This was the first time he saw Mr. Chen, who was usually cold and noble, holding a little girl in such a gentle and possessive posture.

After finally coaxing the person to get injected, Chen Yan carefully held her hand and sat by the bed all night, not sleeping all night.

The next day, after seeing Jiang Zhiyue's face return to normal, Chen Yan's tight heart finally let go. He wanted to wait for her to wake up, but he didn't know how to face her for a while.

He has always been sober and has gained a foothold in the business world at a young age. He is aware of those numbers, but he is helpless with her.

Until Grandpa Chen called Chen Yan to get the documents, and when Chen Yan hurried back to the villa, he found that Jiang Zhiyue had already left, leaving only a note to express gratitude.

The handwriting was beautiful and beautiful, and it was obviously just a few simple words of thanks, but Chen Yan held it in his hand for a long time on countless nights.

After Jiang Zhiyue left, the bedroom was still stained with the fragrance of her body. Chen Yan did not rest all night, but he still couldn't sleep.

He lay in the place where Jiang Zhiyue had slept, and his paranoidness kept clamoring to take possession of her.

Chen Yan was cold and self-controlled. He had to get whatever he believed, no matter what he used, but fortunately he married her home in the end.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't know these things, and Chen Yan didn't plan to tell her that his girl had always been soft-hearted. Even if she didn't like him, she would definitely be secretly sad after she knew this.

After hearing the words "long time" in the man's mouth, Jiang Zhiyue felt a soreness in her heart, and tears that she had been holding back fell one by one. She wanted to say something, but her mind was messy and she couldn't say a nice word.

Finally, Jiang Zhiyue just turned her lips and whimpered in a low voice: "I'm sorry...", she spoke intermittently, "I don't know you like me..."

Chen Yan guessed that she would apologize, but he laughed helplessly. His slightly cold fingertips gently brushed the end of Jiang Zhiyue's eyes, lowered his eyes and looked at her gently and dotingly, with a low voice: "Stop crying, baby."

His gaze fell on Jiang Zhiyue's rosy lips for a second, and then said, "I am very stupid. I don't know how to coax you. If you do this, I will just think about..."

Chen Yan paused slightly, then lowered his head, and the two of them had their noses against each other. He laughed in a low voice, "Kiss you."

Jiang Zhiyue's ears became hot, and she was so scared that she held back her tears. She raised her hand and wiped her tears randomly, blushing her face to cover up her with an explanation: "I didn't cry."

"Well, I'm wrong."

Chen Yan smiled again, hugged the person in his arms again, and pillowed on Jiang Zhiyue's soft hair and rubbed it for a while. Jiang Zhiyue didn't hate Chen Yan to hug her. In addition, she had no strength at all now, so she obediently hugged in his arms and let him hold her.

His arms were very comfortable, his chest was warm, and the hand on his waist was gentle.

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly felt that she was deeply loved by others.

The two of them didn't speak to each other anymore. After a moment of silence, Chen Yan called out to her: "Zhizhi."

Jiang Zhiyue was shocked. This was the first time she heard Chen Yan call her nickname. Her heartbeats a little faster and she responded quickly: "What's wrong?"

The hand on his waist tightened its strength. The man paused for a few seconds and asked softly, "Why did you cry today?"

Jiang Zhiyue thought about it, afraid that Chen Yan would misunderstand, so she organized the language in her mind very seriously, then pulled the man's sleeve lightly, and spoke softly: "I no longer like Shen Chi's wedding day. He just called me and I blocked him. I cried because of... "

Jiang Zhiyue didn't know how to explain to Shen Yan. She cried because of Chen Chi. She breathed in a breath and said, "Anyway, I just don't like him."

Finally, Jiang Zhiyue hesitated for a second, for only one second. She silently listened to her somewhat disordered heartbeat and added in a low voice: "I don't... hate you either."

She didn't know what she had about Chen Yan at the moment, but there was one thing that Jiang Zhiyue knew very well, and she didn't hate him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhiyue noticed that Chen Yan's body was slightly stiff. She obviously felt that the hand that hugged her was using force, so strong that she wanted to rub her into her bones and blood.

Chen Yan was in a very good mood and curled his lips. He responded lightly and hard, stretching his tense eyebrows and eyes, and his gentle eyes were a little unreal.

Chen Yan turned his head and kissed Jiang Zhiyue gently on the top of his hair. His beautiful eyes bent slightly, and his voice became more and more affectionate: "Then try to like me, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyue's ears heated up, and her face turned red. She lowered her head and didn't make a sound.

Chen Yan was not in a hurry to answer her. Seeing the little girl's earlobes glowing with screeching earlobes, the man's eyes narrowed and restrained the urge to kiss her. He lowered his expression and just pressed the person tightly in his arms.

I don’t know how long it took, Chen Yan finally let go of her. He held Jiang Zhiyue’s hand, squeezed his finger bones into her fingers, and looked over with his eyes: “Are you hungry?”

Jiang Zhiyue nodded obediently.

Chen Yan felt soft, and he held her hand and moved it to his lips to print a kiss, and laughed in a low voice, "Go to have a meal."

A warm touch came from his fingertips, and Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but be beating for a few seconds. She was embarrassed to look at him again, and was led by Chen Yan to follow him.

Although Aunt Yun didn't know what was going on, she looked at her gentle and focused expression when she looked at her husband and her slightly red face. The atmosphere between the two was warm and ambiguous.

Aunt Yun covered her mouth and laughed, thinking that there was hope that the young master or young lady would be welcomed at home.

The dinner was extremely harmonious.

Until Jiang Zhiyue finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, she looked at the man leaning against the bed and reading documents, and her heartbeat that had finally calmed down began to be as chaotic as a drumbeat.

It wasn't much for her to sleep with Shen Yan before, but now she knew Chen Yan's feelings for her. She suddenly became a little nervous. She didn't believe that a normal man would have no other thoughts about the person he liked. In a trance, she seemed to be back on the wedding night.

Chen Yan saw Jiang Zhiyue standing at the bathroom door in a daze. The little girl couldn't hide her thoughts, and all her thoughts were revealed on her face. Chen Yan guessed what she was thinking. He raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes and looked at her for a moment: "Why can't you come?"

Jiang Zhiyue came to her senses and, in the man's heavy gaze, her fingers subconsciously pulled the hem of the clothes and slowly moved to the edge of the bed.

Before she could think about what to say, her wrist was suddenly held and pulled down, and she was pressed to sit on the bed.
To be continued...