Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 144 Senior's Gentleness, Warm and Tender (Two-in-One)

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I just arrived a little while ago."

"Don't arrive too early next time, I don't have the habit of arriving early."

"It's okay, I can wait."

Simple conversations and gentle voices echoed through the streets of Changchun Garden Night Market, disappearing into the bustling night.

Jiang Xun fell silent for a moment. He was used to flirting with girls, but faced with such a sincere and gentle smile, he didn't know what to say.

He admitted that his attraction to Song Ziyan was largely based on physical attraction; the beauty of her senior classmate and counselor made it hard for him not to have other thoughts.

But this gentle Suzhou girl seemed much more naive than he had imagined, which made him feel a strange sense of guilt.

In fact, Song Ziyan, who had just entered her junior year of college, was only a little over a year older than Jiang Xun. She was not even twenty-one years old yet, and her romantic experience was completely blank. How could she be a match for Jiang Xun?

It would be too much to treat such a good girl badly.

So after a brief period of deep thought, Jiang Xun decided to give her a strong embrace to protect her from the harm caused by those scumbags in society.

Song Ziyan was surprised that Jiang Xun suddenly hugged her, especially in front of everyone. She felt both shy and happy.

She stood there, stunned, her face flushed, her heart pounding.

However, Jiang Xun only hugged her briefly before letting go, without making any further moves, which made her feel inexplicably disappointed.

Song Ziyan quickly put aside her random thoughts and took the initiative to introduce the various delicacies on Changchun Garden Street to Jiang Xun.

Sweet and sticky osmanthus flowers, fragrant and flavorful lamb skewers, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside roasted chestnuts, spicy and savory Sichuan-style chicken in chili oil...

Song Ziyan led Jiang Xun past each stall, and she would take the initiative to buy him any food that interested him.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Xun couldn't help but ask, noticing that she only bought one serving each time.

"I've already eaten all of these. I mainly brought them here for you to try." Song Ziyan's voice was soft, but her eyes darted away, avoiding Jiang Xun's gaze.

Jiang Xun actually knew the reason: Song Ziyan's family was of average means; although not bad, they weren't exactly well-off either.

There seems to be a younger sister in the family who studies art, which costs a lot of money. Her monthly stipend as a tutor is only a few hundred yuan. Girls themselves have considerable expenses, so naturally they try to save as much as possible.

Although she knew Jiang Xun was very rich, she would always pay for the next meal if he treated her to one, because she didn't want him to think she was a materialistic girl.

At this moment, Jiang Xun suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear with a soft laugh:

"I know, you actually wanted to share a meal with me, right?"

"No way!" Song Ziyan quickly denied, blushing. "I won't eat what you've already eaten."

"Ah~ Open your mouth!" Jiang Xun could tell that Song Ziyan was being disingenuous, so he directly put an uneaten candied hawthorn to her mouth.

"Mmm~" Song Ziyan couldn't dodge in time and could only take a bite. She gave Jiang Xun a shy look and mumbled "Annoying~".

Jiang Xun gently wiped the brown sugar stains from the corner of her mouth with his finger. Her soft lips felt delicate and tender, carrying a faint warmth, making Jiang Xun want to kiss her.

Song Ziyan stared blankly as Jiang Xun wiped her mouth, a warm feeling welling up inside her. Her big, watery eyes blinked as she looked up at Jiang Xun's handsome face, momentarily lost in thought.

Because she still had a piece of candied hawthorn in her mouth, she looked like a little hamster, which was especially cute and adorable.

Jiang Xun couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her cheek, which earned him a flurry of light punches from her, more like a tickle.

"Senior, do you like yogurt?" Jiang Xun suddenly asked.

"I like it." Song Ziyan answered subconsciously. When she saw the mischievous smile on Jiang Xun's face, she suddenly thought of something, and her pretty face turned red in an instant. She quickly turned her head away, not daring to meet Jiang Xun's eyes.

Although she had no romantic experience, she learned a lot from the topics her roommates talked about all day long, even though she rarely participated actively.

Why is this stinky junior suddenly asking me this?
Song Ziyan felt her whole body burning up, her heart trembling, and she could almost see the scene before her eyes—

Jiang Xun stood looking down at her, gently stroking her cheek, and said in a doting tone:
"Be good, senior, drink it quickly."

Gollum~
Song Ziyan subconsciously swallowed, feeling like she was about to break down.

Just then, a straw was placed to her lips, and Jiang Xun's voice rang out:
"Here, senior, have a sip first."

Song Ziyan trembled slightly, her thoughts instantly pulled back to reality. Seeing the handmade yogurt Jiang Xun handed her, she felt so ashamed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"If you don't want it, I'll drink it." Seeing that she was blank and unresponsive, Jiang Xun prepared to take the yogurt back.

"I want to drink!" Song Ziyan quickly said, blushing as she put the straw in her mouth and took a small sip.

Jiang Xun's gesture of feeding her yogurt with a straw was even more intimate than when he fed her popcorn in the movie theater, especially since they were on the street.

Song Ziyan's heart was pounding. She felt that this was no different from being in a relationship with her boyfriend.

At this moment, Jiang Xun took the yogurt and took a sip himself. He seemed to think it tasted pretty good, so he took two more sips and finally couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Is it delicious?" Song Ziyan thought about how she had just drunk from the straw, but Jiang Xun didn't seem to mind at all. She felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

Jiang Xun then handed the straw to her, gesturing for her to take another sip. She blushed and obediently took it in her mouth, sucking the white liquid into her cherry-like lips.

At this moment, Jiang Xun chuckled and said:

"The yogurt tasted just average, but after my senior drank it, the sweet lipstick on the straw made it taste much better."

As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Song Ziyan's moist lips, as if he really wanted to taste them.

Song Ziyan blushed slightly and glared at him, saying in a sweet voice:
"I don't believe you. I wore nude-colored begonia makeup today, which has no scent at all, so how could it be sweet?"

"I don't believe it." Jiang Xun shook her head slightly, then chuckled softly, "Unless, senior, let me try it."

"Dream on~" Song Ziyan glared at him coquettishly, then turned and ran towards the stall in front.

She dared not continue the topic, for fear that she would lose control and allow Jiang Xun to easily succeed.

Just as she was haggling with the stall owner to buy osmanthus cake, she suddenly felt a warm, broad hand grasp her soft little hand.

The familiar scent around her prevented her from struggling, but she was so nervous that she became stiff and even stuttered when speaking to the stall owner.

After buying the osmanthus cake, Song Ziyan blushed and held a piece to Jiang Xun's lips, saying softly, "Try it."

Jiang Xun obediently took a bite, and his lips inevitably touched Song Ziyan's fair and delicate fingers. The latter's small hand trembled slightly, and she quickly withdrew it.

"Is it sweet?" she asked casually.

"It's not as sweet as your lipstick, senior." Jiang Xun savored it carefully before saying with a smile.

"I can't be bothered with you~" Song Ziyan said sweetly, then took Jiang Xun's hand and turned to walk forward.

The two of them strolled around for almost two hours without feeling tired at all.

What started as a gentle tug-of-war between their hands gradually became an interlocking of fingers, and their bodies drew closer and closer until they were almost nestled together.

They found a spot to sit down at an open-air tea stall. Song Ziyan reluctantly let go of Jiang Xun's hand, took off her cardigan, and covered her fair legs with it.

Jiang Xun sat close to her, boldly admiring her pretty face, which exuded the charm of a woman from the Jiangnan water towns.

Her bright, clear eyes, like pools of autumn water, shimmered with affection; her eyebrows, like crescent moons, were tinged with light ink, outlining the silhouette of distant mountains on her porcelain-white skin.

The natural upward curve of her eyes revealed a hint of unconscious charm. Her slightly parted cherry lips exhaled a breath that carried a faint sweetness, and a few strands of her long, black, lustrous hair were blown by the evening breeze, further highlighting the delicate skin unique to a girl from a water town as they brushed against her cheeks.

The U-neck printed maxi dress revealed a patch of snow-white skin on her chest, with a small mole faintly visible on her collarbone, like a rouge mark on her heart.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Song Ziyan felt both shy and happy under Jiang Xun's intense gaze. Nothing is more joyful than being liked by the person you like.

Jiang Xun suddenly moved closer, so close that their faces were only a fist's distance apart.

However, Song Ziyan did not instinctively step back or turn her head; her eyes were somewhat flustered, and her face flushed.

At this moment, Jiang Xun said softly, "I'm looking at whose reflection is in your eyes."

Song Ziyan mustered her courage and met Jiang Xun's gaze, her voice trembling slightly: "Did you see clearly? Whose is it?"

“Mine,” Jiang Xun replied with a light laugh. He then moved even closer, and seeing that Song Ziyan still did not flinch, he kissed her soft, moist lips without hesitation.

Their lips met briefly, then parted just as quickly, and both felt a slight tremor in their hearts.

Jiang Xun reached out and wrapped his arms around Song Ziyan's soft, boneless waist, pulling her into his embrace. He said in a low voice, "You are mine too."

Song Ziyan pursed her slightly numb lips, blushed, and hummed in agreement before tilting her head back and closing her eyes.

Faced with the gentle senior in his arms asking for a kiss, how could Jiang Xun refuse? He lowered his head again and kissed those moist and smooth lips that were like flower petals.

Kissing is considered a form of emotional attraction, but only two people who like each other can experience pleasure from it; if one party doesn't like it, they will feel disgusted.

But at this moment, the two of them completely lost themselves in the light and gentle kiss, becoming so engrossed that they could not extricate themselves.

We're right here on the busiest night market street, surrounded by people and filled with noise.

While feeling shy, Song Ziyan also felt a strange sense of excitement, or rather, she wanted everyone to witness her happiest and most joyful moment.

She stretched out her snow-white arms and wrapped them around Jiang Xun's neck, responding to his kiss with a youthful yet passionate fervor.

Jiang Xun was completely captivated by the gentleness of the senior in his arms. He was somewhat lost in the desire to break through her defenses of lips and teeth, and at the same time, his hands couldn't help but move up from her waist, wanting to touch the gentle parts of the senior.

"No~" At this moment, Song Ziyan finally regained some of her senses, reached out and grabbed Jiang Xun's hand. Her cheeks flushed, she buried her head in Jiang Xun's neck and whispered shyly in his ear:

"There are too many people here, shall we... find a less crowded place?"

Jiang Xun paused for a moment, then hugged the girl tightly in his arms, took a deep breath through her hair, said nothing, and simply held her quietly, enjoying the warmth and tranquility of the moment.

He wasn't in a hurry to find a secluded place to enjoy his senior's tenderness; instead, he took Song Ziyan to see the latest movie.

This time he did nothing but half-embrace her and watch the whole movie together.

It was almost midnight when Jiang Xun and Song Ziyan returned to the Peking University campus hand in hand. Walking along the dimly lit tree-lined avenue, Song Ziyan whispered:

"I really envy their love. They must be very happy."

She was referring to the male and female protagonists in the movie, who, after experiencing a series of twists and turns, went from wearing school uniforms to getting married and had an enviable wedding.

It's clear that Song Ziyan longs for this kind of love, but reality has destined it to be impossible, because she has met a man who doesn't only have eyes for her, so a faint sadness inevitably arises in her heart.

"Most likely not." Jiang Xun shook his head slightly and said softly:
"Perhaps they will be very happy at first, and they will have their first child. But as time goes by, all sorts of problems will arise in their lives, such as buying a house, buying a car, raising children, and mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationships."

"They might argue, they might have a cold war, they might get a divorce... these are almost unavoidable."

"Of course, they may eventually grow old together, but in the decades that follow, it may not be love anymore. It may just be family affection, or even just for the sake of the children, they may be just barely getting by."

After saying this, Jiang Xun sighed softly. In his previous life, he had seen far too many families like this.

Perhaps couples who love each other can go further after marriage, but happiness can only last for a period of time. After that, it's all just trivialities.

"So, you don't plan to get married?" Song Ziyan bit her lip, turned to look at the boy beside her, her emotions were complicated and hard to understand.

In fact, she had long been prepared that she would never walk down the aisle with him. She had also told herself not to ask for too much and just enjoy the present.

But after those brief few hours of happiness, she greedily wanted more, even forever.

That's why she asked that silly question, even though she knew the answer wasn't what she wanted, she still wanted to hear him say it himself.

"Why not get married?" Jiang Xun's answer was casual, but it stirred up a wave of emotions in Song Ziyan's heart.

It turns out he had considered marriage, and may have already had someone he wanted to marry.

But this person can't be herself, right? For a moment, Song Ziyan felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't breathe.

Just then, Jiang Xun's somewhat nonchalant voice rang out:

"My idol is Wei Xiaobao, so I've been determined to marry eight wives since I was a child. Otherwise, why would I have started working so hard to make money so early?"

"Eight...?" Song Ziyan stared at him blankly, her mind unable to process what he was seeing.

Jiang Xun reached out and pinched her nose, chuckling softly:
"It's just a metaphor. Like the 'three' in 'three people walking together,' it means multiple people. You know what group sex is, right?"

"By the way, which country allows a man to have multiple wives? I'll marry you all and have a world-famous wedding."

Song Ziyan felt both ashamed and angry, but also inexplicably happy. It turned out that she already had a place in his future plans.

"Pah! You're always dreaming. Who wants to marry you, you womanizer!" Song Ziyan spat, her face flushed.

But subconsciously, she thought to herself, "He's so outstanding, he'll probably make a lot of money in the future. Maybe his wish will really come true."

"I'm back in the dorm. You should go back to sleep now. You can dream about marrying as many women as you want." Song Ziyan covered her mouth and chuckled, but she didn't let go of Jiang Xun's hand at all.

Jiang Xun reached out and pulled her into his arms, and under her shy gaze, gently kissed her cherry-like lips.

There was no one around at the moment. They stood in a dim corner where the streetlights couldn't reach, quietly enjoying the pleasure of spiritual awakening.

Jiang Xun finally got to experience her senior's gentleness—it was warm, soft, and elastic.

Song Ziyan let out a soft humming sound from her nose. The feeling, which she had never experienced before, made her legs tremble slightly.

She had originally wanted to maintain her composure, but Jiang Xun's actions completely threw her off balance.

She clung tightly to Jiang Xun, as if trying to merge herself with him.

In the dim light, they poured out their hearts to each other, seeking out each other's strengths and advantages, and unleashing the flames within their hearts.

Jiang Xun couldn't help but admire how gentle her senior was; even at her most enthusiastic moments, her voice remained soft and her movements gentle.

When he tried to slip his hand inside the white floral dress, the senior student simply grasped his hand and said softly:
"Hmm~ No way!"

Jiang Xun let go of Song Ziyan, who had already lost all her strength. She had already shown him her limit of gentleness tonight, and if she wanted to go any further, it would probably take some more time.

She stayed quietly in Jiang Xun's arms for more than ten minutes before reluctantly leaving.

Watching her walk somewhat flustered towards the dormitory building, and then being teased by the dormitory supervisor as she ran into her own room, Jiang Xun slowly turned around and walked towards her own room.

Back in her dorm, Song Ziyan was once again subjected to a barrage of questions from her three roommates. Being a complete novice in matters of the heart, she was no match for them and soon couldn't hold her own, finally admitting that she was in a relationship.

As for potential romantic partners, we'll definitely have to wait until Jiang Xun agrees before introducing them to them.

That night, Song Ziyan couldn't help but chat with Jiang Xun until midnight, and she was still sleepy when she went to class the next day.

When she arrived in class, she saw Jiang Xun sitting below her, and her pretty face instantly turned red. Jiang Xun, sitting below her, secretly stuck out her tongue at her.

　Another two-in-one chapter! I'll do two chapters tomorrow. I've been busy these past few days. Thank you all for your subscriptions and support!
　　
　
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