It was raining outside, but what was reflected under the street lights was white floating fluffy.

Jiang Lan slowly opened his eyes wide, looked out against the glass, and looked at the white drizzle flying under the street lights, it seemed...

It's snow.

It’s snowing in Lin'an.

She looked out the car window, the street lights shone in her eyes, and the swelling snowflakes reflected in her pupils, her eyes flashing.

In Jiang Lan's memory, it only snowed three times in Lin'an, once when he was seven years old.

She was still sleeping, and her cold hands crawled into the quilt, picked her up, and carried her to the window to watch the snow.

It was a dark morning, and the college was flying like catkins outside. She turned around and saw the bright and smiling eyes of the boy.

The second time was when I was fifteen years old. When I was over school in the afternoon, I heard the students cheering and saying it was snowing.

She lay down on the window and looked down, and saw an unforgettable scene - under the red maple tree, the boy in a white shirt was waving at her, and heavy snow and maple leaves fell on him.

That should be the most amazing scene in her whole youthful years.

The third time is now.

The snow in the first two times gave Jiang Lan a deep impression, but this time, she felt that the snow was not so beautiful.

It's even a little bad.

The black Bentley was speeding in the dark, stirring the snowflakes floating in the sky to the earth. By the time Yujiangting was in full swing, the snow had already fallen heavily.

Wherever I saw, there were all white snow, with raindrops mixed in the snowflakes, and ice icy landed on Jiang Lan's face, but it was not as cold as I imagined.

Lu Jingchi opened the car door, bent over and unbuttoned her seat belt without saying a word.

Jiang Lan stared at the man's face that was close to him. His eyes, eyelashes and high nose bridge were almost the same as the person she knew, while the indifference and sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes were far from that person.

While Jiang Lan was still thinking about it, the man had already grabbed her waist and carried her up.

After Jiang Lan had a dizzy turn, she realized that she was on his shoulder. Her head was facing down, and her eyes could only see the snowflakes that were constantly covering the ground and melting.

Her hands were still tied and she didn't dare to move, so she naturally couldn't make any sound.

So she looked very quiet.

Lu Jingchi carried her all the way upstairs, kicked her open the bedroom, and placed her on the bed.

Jiang Lan stared at the man vigilantly, and couldn't help but retreat.

He took off his coat, threw it on the bed casually, raised one leg and knelt on the bed, leaned towards Jiang Lan.

He grabbed Jiang Lan's collar and pulled her over.

Jiang Lan raised his head slightly and met the man's condescending gaze. There was a surging undercurrent hidden in his ink-like eyes.

"Jiang Lan, who am I?" His voice was low and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Jiang Lan's wrist was tied behind her, so she naturally couldn't answer him. She looked at the face and resisted her heart.

Resist his contact, resist hearing his voice, and even more resisting seeing him.

She turned her head away, her wrist was still struggling, and it was tied too tightly, making her wrist a big red color.

The man pinched her chin and turned her face toughly, and his dark eyes fell on her face as if he wanted to see her through.

Jiang Lan couldn't struggle, so he closed his eyes and refused to look at him.

Lu Jingchi's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly pushed Jiang Lan onto the bed.

Jiang Lan was shocked. She opened her eyes and saw the man unbuttoning his watch.

He threw the watch on the head of the bed, unbuttoned the cuffs, and he looked down at Jiang Lan coldly and said ruthlessly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me now, let's get to know you again."

She climbed up Jiang Lan's eyes in panic, and she struggled even more.

She shook her head desperately, and the man ignored her completely. He leaned over and pressed her on the bed, stared into her eyes, and said word by word:
Chapter completed!