Chapter 1412 - 811: A Nickname: Lost Soul, Out of Control
Chapter 1412: Chapter 811: A Nickname: Lost Soul, Out of Control
The car cruised along the wide road, the distant sunset reflected off the water, mountains mirrored in the spring sky.
Jiang Shiyi was driving, but his peripheral vision focused on the person beside him, Lin Luyou, who held her phone with a thoughtful expression.
She wasn’t an ignorant young girl; she understood matters between men and women. However, Ruan Mengxi’s words were too audacious, especially when she talked about the uses of a tie, changing the mood in the group chat entirely.
Tang Wan said directly: [You should go eat.]
Ruan Mengxi: [Alright, I’m off then. Sis will take you out to play another day when there’s time.]
...
When Ruan Mengxi stopped talking, the group quieted down considerably, and Lin Luyou specifically searched online, only finding how to tie a tie.
As for its use, it was mainly for pairing with shirts, nothing special.
Ruan Mengxi, the online veteran, persistently taught Lin Luyou this and that, yet in reality, she was ladylike and obedient at the Qi Family home.
Mrs. Qi didn’t lack anything; it was the thought behind gifts from a child she appreciated, thinking it showed more maturity than her son.
Qi Zeyan, as he grew older, would give gifts during festivals, but his mother always dismissed them, once saying:
"If you could use the same care you use when buying shoes to choose my gifts, you wouldn’t bring home these things."
Qi Zeyan didn’t understand what she meant at all; eventually, for birthdays or Mother’s Day, he simply resorted to direct bank transfers.
In name: "Now that you have money, you can buy whatever you like."
This almost drove Mrs. Qi mad; was it just money she lacked?
Sure enough, sons can never be as considerate as daughters-in-law; if she weren’t hoping for a grandchild from him, she might not even want to look at him.
He spent time on himself, always well-groomed, putting effort only into his own appearance.
But since he started dating, he’s changed a lot, becoming more considerate, sometimes bringing her gifts, though his taste remained questionable; at least it’s not like before, where a red envelope sufficed.
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Ruan Mengxi, the pseudo-driver, got so caught up in discussing wedding gowns with Qi Zeyan, she forgot her plans to enthrall a young girl, while Lin Luyou spent the journey pondering tie uses.
Once at the doorstep, Jiang Shiyi got out, naturally carrying the items she bought, as they headed towards the house. At the door, Lin Luyou stopped.
She had no key.
The Jiang Family purchased this house quite early, and the lock hadn’t been upgraded to a password or fingerprint system; a key was needed.
Lin Luyou looked at Jiang Shiyi, who was also watching her.
"Where’s the key?"
"In my pocket," Jiang Shiyi said straightforwardly.
"Then give me the things; you get the key," Lin Luyou suggested, reaching for the items, but Jiang Shiyi was quick to delve into the bag.
"Heavy. The key’s in my pocket, you hold this for a moment."
There were many ways to retrieve a key, such as placing things down; it might take only a second or two.
But Jiang Shiyi’s tone wasn’t too friendly; Lin Luyou, having often been "tormented" by him during school, instinctively complied with his "pressures," examining his attire...
White shirt, black pants, classic black long coat.
A lot of pockets.
Jiang Shiyi looked at her, somewhat helpless, quietly laughing; was she strategizing where to start?
He was messing around, he could actually grab the key himself; it was purely for fun.
But Lin Luyou evidently took it seriously, so why not continue?
"It’s in my left-side pants pocket."
"Hmm." Lin Luyou coughed lightly, stepping closer to him. Jiang Shiyi, hands full of items, wore his coat unbuttoned, slightly open; for Lin Luyou to fetch the key, she must reach inside his coat.
She reached inside, found the pocket, touched the key; something that should take mere seconds, yet Lin Luyou suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
The pocket’s position was clear; reaching inside was easy, but this posture was awkward, her whole body nearly leaning on Jiang Shiyi.
Lin Luyou felt her arm brushing against his shirt, her shoulder unintentionally grazing his chest...
His body temperature seemed higher than hers, the proximity making it distinctly palpable.
Compared to him, she seemed rather frail.
His breath breaching the top of her head...
Hot, agitated, longing.
Jiang Shiyi lowered his gaze upon her; Ruan Mengxi had an eye for style, clothes were lovely, but it was her exposed collarbone now, angle from which, under the setting sun, her neck appeared slender, beautiful, and enchanting.
Spending most of her time indoors, her skin was quite pale, not the chilling kind like Jiang Jinsang’s, but with a gentle softness to it.
There was an allure almost pure and vibrant, inevitably capturing more glances.
It made Jiang Shiyi feel a discomfort as if a long-treasured gem had suddenly been revealed to others, unsettling his inner peace.
Lin Luyou, focused on finding the key, hadn’t noticed the shift in someone’s gaze.
Securing the key, she turned to unlock the door.
"Alright, come in." Lin Luyou held the door open, stepped aside, and let him bring the things into the room first.
...
After Jiang Shiyi came in, as he turned to close the door, it followed with a "bang—".
The door was closed, and Lin Luyou’s body was bumped, pulled into an embrace from behind.
His arm reached across her shoulder at an easeful and natural angle, gently drawing her into his arms.
The door shut tight, isolating the sounds from outside.
Around them was a silence where they could seemingly hear each other’s tender, flowing heartbeats...
His heartbeat seemed to pulse steadily, close against hers through the thin layer of clothing, making her breath rise and fall with his heartbeats.
"Senior?" Lin Luyou’s fingers were still on the doorknob, holding it tightly.
"Youyou." His voice seemed to brush against her ear.
Makes one feel a playful itch at the core.
"Hmm?" The surrounding was so quiet it almost sounded like you could hear her gulp nervously.
"The clothes suit you well, they look great."
Which girl doesn’t love being complimented, Lin Luyou felt a warm comfort inside, with a hint of excitement stirring within.
"Don’t you think people are weird? Used to live alone without any issue, but as soon as you went out for a little while, I couldn’t sit still..."
Jiang Shiyi’s other hand held her waist, inch by inch, gently grasping it as if holding her heart.
"Wrote a hundred-something words report, spent most of the day daydreaming about you."
"They say girls dress to please themselves, Youyou—who are you trying to please?"
Jiang Shiyi, as a person, often keeps it low-key, but when he flirts, it feels like he wants to take someone’s breath away.
Lin Luyou felt the warmth at her ear growing more intense, wanting to retreat, yet he leaned closer...
Suddenly, warm breath brushed against her side face, turning her around.
Her back pressing against the door, Lin Luyou had nowhere to go, her fingers clenching the fabric at her shoulder.
...
The sun sets down west.
No lights were on indoors, the view dim and shadowed.
Lin Luyou felt out of breath, softly called out "Senior—"
That very call seemed to have taken away the soul of the senior, making him lose his bearings, yet mindful of her well-being, he simply hugged her tighter.
"I bought something for you." Lin Luyou always thought about gifting him the tie.
"What?"
Jiang Shiyi was not actually upset with her, just puzzled by how a young girl went out with Ruan Mengxi and Tang Wan and seemed changed upon returning...
"Wait a moment." Lin Luyou quickly moved away from him, finding a neatly wrapped box to hand to him.
It was a branded item, Jiang Shiyi recognized the logo, guessing from the size and weight that it might be a watch or a tie, possibly a tie clip.
That young girl looked at him with anticipation, so he unwrapped the box in front of her.
During this time, Lin Luyou turned on the living room lights.
A tie, in dark red.
This was a color Jiang Shiyi never ventured to try.
He slightly raised an eyebrow, pondering... how should he respond?
"How is it?" Lin Luyou seemed expectantly waiting for his feedback.
Jiang Shiyi glanced at her, murmured in a low voice:
"Help put it on me."
The huskiness in his voice sounded entrancing, as if wanting to allure someone out of control.
...
At this time in Jiang Mansion
Jiang Jinsang walked out from his father’s study, noticing Tang Wan with her phone, the day’s purchases still not sorted.
"What are you looking at?"
"I kind of regret introducing Chief Lin to Xixi."
"Why?"
"She could lead her astray."
"There’s someone with even darker intentions around her, if anyone’s to lead her astray, it wouldn’t be her." Jiang Jinsang’s remark left Tang Wan speechless.
Ruan Mengxi, after all, loves to banter, a giant in theory but a dwarf in action, while his third brother, silent and unassuming, has done plenty of significant things.