Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 265 Extra 1
A sudden downpour in the evening finally extinguished the sweltering heat of midsummer.

The onslaught of the torrential rain was gradually weakened by the buildings and glass windows, leaving only a soothing white noise that made people drowsy when it reached the interior.

Tan Jia didn't dream, but she still woke up in the middle of the night, went out of her room alone, and opened the balcony window in the living room.

A raging wind, carrying a few raindrops, rushed in, causing her nightgown to flap loudly behind her, and her wolf tail to be blown behind her shoulder.

What a pleasantly cool feeling.

She stood in the empty living room, arms crossed, gazing at the blurry city lights through the dim rain.

The chaotic and complicated thoughts seemed to have been washed away in the rain. The feeling of emptiness in my mind was like transforming into a two-dimensional flag, and my flat body was being blown about by the wind and rain.

This was not the first time she had observed Jiujiang at night, nor the first time she had observed a rainstorm.

She was abroad on the last day of the torrential rain.

At that time, she often moved around with her parents as their business developed. In the summer, they moved to a new place. Because she was underage and could not drive, she had to ride a bicycle or skateboard to and from school. When it rained so heavily, there was no way to avoid it.

People around her were shouting that it was terrible, and some were even giving the middle finger and passionately cursing God. Only she remained expressionless and kept rushing forward. Her bicycle tires splashed through the water on the road. Even though she was riding so fast, she still couldn't keep up with the speed of the rain. The raindrops, warm and smelling of earth, pelted her head and body. Her clothes were soaked through, and strands of water dripped from her hair.

She simply stopped riding, braked suddenly to the side of the road, and tilted her head back to let the rain soak her entire face.

That was the first downpour she encountered after moving there. When she closed her eyes, she felt as if she had become dust washed off the leaves, smashed by the torrential rain and falling to the roadside, merging with the soil and water. From the scent of the rain, she got to know that unfamiliar place for the first time.

However, there are still differences between heavy rain and torrential rain.

She leaned against the window, enjoying the cool breeze, and casually reached out to catch the raindrops.

When Lin Zhiyue came out of the bedroom and walked into the living room, this was the scene he saw.

In the dim light, the outline of her body was faintly visible, stunningly beautiful.

He walked over, stood behind her, and looked out as well.

"Were you dreaming again?"

"No." Tan Jia's hands were still catching rainwater, but her body leaned back slightly, resting on his shoulder.

Have you ever experienced such a heavy rainstorm in Haicheng before?

"Maybe, but I don't remember."

"Oh, I almost forgot, you sleep very soundly on rainy nights. With this heavy rain, shouldn't you sleep through the night?"

"You're not here." His tone was a little listless as he lowered his head and gently nuzzled her.

"Are you a dog?" Tan Jia chuckled softly, tilting her head to avoid the brush of his hair.

He caught up with her, pulled her into his arms so she couldn't move, and when he touched her slightly damp nightgown, he frowned and said, "You're wet, you'll catch a cold."

"uh-huh?"

"Change your clothes so you can see from a distance."

Tan Jia laughed again.

Sometimes she felt that Lin Zhiyue was a robot in the development stage. Although he didn't understand why other humans did certain things or liked certain things, he wouldn't ask. He acted as if "it's normal for strange people to exist in the world, and I don't have the patience to pay attention to them."

But he is also caring, so sometimes what he says has a kind of inexplicable dry humor.

Tan Jia smiled and went to change her clothes. After coming out, she didn't stay still. She casually sat on the floor and opened a bottle of soda with one hand.

Lin Zhiyue looked at her, noticed a half-empty seat, squeezed in, and pulled her between his long legs from behind.

Tan Jia was used to it, turned her head back and kissed him, the sparkling water dancing between their lips and tongues.

The can of sparkling water was finished just like that. Tan Jia leaned back against him, calming her breathing with ease.

Then she said, "I should be free tomorrow. Shall we go on a date?" "Okay," Lin Zhiyue agreed quickly, still panting as she spoke.

"Aren't you going to ask what kind of date it is? What if we end up spending the whole day at the movie theater?"

"can."

"Let's forget about it," she said lazily, leaning slightly to the side and resting her head against Lin Zhiyue's chest. "Let's go eat first, then buy my aunt a birthday present. It's her birthday. After that, we'll go to the dough figurine shop and then go to the observatory to see the stars tonight."

"it is good."

Seeing how readily he agreed, Tan Jia thought he knew a lot about dating. But when she got back to her bedroom and was about to fall asleep, she found him texting people for advice in the middle of the night.

The dim light from the phone screen illuminated his solemn expression.

Kind of funny.

The next day, the date began with everyone wearing matching outfits in similar colors and styles.

The restaurant for lunch was booked by Lin Zhiyue. The cool private room was decorated with three layers of seafood, making it a buffet for two people. When Tan Jia entered, he asked at the door, "Do you have something important to do and want to treat us to a meal?"

Does inviting just one table of people require this kind of grand gesture?

Lin Zhiyue looked at her, slowly frowning: "You don't like it? Then I..."

"I like it, I like everything you prepared."

His brows relaxed almost immediately after he started to furrow, recalling the "dating advice" from his aunt, bodyguard, cousin, and other relatives. But as he sat down next to Tan Jia, he realized that none of it was really useful.

Their heated discussions and radical suggestions were all based on "how I would please this cool and aloof beauty and make her fall deeply in love with me," but he is not them.

Tan Jia is not the kind of person who would be easily moved by someone's small favors.

He handed Tan Jia a towel to dry his hands, which Tan Jia accepted without looking up. He wiped his hands and casually placed the towel aside. He didn't care how much water was added to the full glass beside him, and just picked it up and drank.

She seemed to have long been used to others fawning over her. At most, she would glance at the wine glass that had been offered her as a treat, raise an eyebrow and smile subtly at the person who was fawning over her, just like the heroine in a movie.

Tan Jia, unaware of his thoughts, glanced at the towel used to dry his hands and suddenly remembered Yuan Qing from the previous case. She said to him, "After the last case ended, my brother and I were discussing a problem. A girl did a very thorough investigation of the man before falling in love and getting married, and then confidently fell in love with him. But after getting married, she discovered that he was not only unclean but also a scumbag. What do you think you would do if you were in that situation?"

Lin Zhiyue turned his head, his slightly longer black hair swaying gently over his eyebrows and eyes.

He wondered, "Why do I have to project myself into this? I'm perfectly innocent."

“…Okay, I admit that,” Tan Jia agreed with the word “clean,” and then asked, “Put yourself in that situation and see what you would do?”

He turned back to her and opened the crab shell: "She killed someone, didn't she? I wouldn't kill someone. I don't like people because they're clean."

"'Not' instead of 'won'?"

No. I have someone I like.

Tan Jia chuckled, propping her chin up as she watched his movements; even the way he used his paintbrush to dismantle a crab shell was quite a sight to behold.

She teased, drawing out her words, "Your language logic is clearly very quick. It seems that the special characteristics of visual thinkers will change towards normalcy as society progresses."

The official statement, the teasing tone, the smiling eyes—Lin Zhiyue looked at her and also smiled slightly.

With the crab shells almost completely removed, Tan Jia took her first bite of the delicious crab and was about to have a second when her phone lit up with a video notification.

It was my parents calling. When the video call connected, it was just two faces close together. After exchanging greetings, another face appeared.

With blond hair and blue eyes, deep-set eyes, and a high nose bridge, he was handsome and young.

The other person called Tan Jia by her English nickname, asking when she would be back, as they were all waiting for her to start her beach trip in the second half of the year.

The camera captured half of Lin Zhiyue's face, and the other person asked in surprise, "Is this your brother?"

Lin Zhiyue's face visibly darkened.