Beijing Colors Lingering

Under the quiet and empty night sky, the city of Beijing is bustling and dazzling, with streets teeming with people and colorful neon lights flashing incessantly.

A black Cullinan was driving on the road. In the quiet car, He Zhenzhen turned her head and stared at Qi Mingyuan sitting next to her. Suddenly she asked, "My uncle has already accepted the family marriage. Do you think my parents will also want me to marry someone else in the future?"

Qi Mingyuan curled his lips slightly and offered a suggestion in a nonchalant manner: "If your aunt and uncle insist on arranging a marriage between you and someone else, then you can consider me and use me as a shield."

He Zhenzhen froze upon hearing this, her red lips parting slightly: "You?"

“Yes.” Qi Mingyuan nodded solemnly.

He Zhenzhen looked at Qi Ming suspiciously and asked him curiously, "A shield? What do you mean by that?"

Qi Mingyuan avoided He Zhenzhen's gaze and calmly explained to her, "If your aunt and uncle ask you to accept an arranged marriage in the future, I will take the initiative to propose to you. Once you find a man you like, we will dissolve the marriage. However, if you happen to fall in love with me later, I can reluctantly accept your feelings."

He Zhenzhen stared intently at Qi Mingyuan, blinked, and then burst out laughing, saying with a smile, "I was just saying it casually, you don't need to take it too seriously. My parents would never do that."

He Zhenzhen paused for a second, then continued to tease him: "Also, don't be so narcissistic. I'm not going to fall for you by accident. Do you think you're acting in some kind of idol drama?"

Qi Mingyuan's expression instantly turned speechless. His brows furrowed slightly, and he flicked He Zhenzhen's forehead with his long, slender fingers, speaking in a lazy and casual tone: "Are you kidding me?"

He Zhenzhen brushed Qi Mingyuan's hand away, carefully examined his expression again, and a guess flashed through her mind. She quickly teased him, "You don't actually have feelings for me, do you?"

Qi Mingyuan glanced at her disdainfully and ignored her.

He Zhenzhen chuckled and retorted, "Qi Mingyuan, I treat you as a friend, but you have ulterior motives towards me?!"

Qi Mingyuan raised his hand and slowly pushed her head towards him, lazily correcting her statement: "Don't overthink it. I'm just giving you advice as a friend."

He Zhenzhen turned to stare at him again, and slowly opened her lips: "Is that so? Only the duties of a friend?"

Qi Mingyuan raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Of course, I advise you not to be narcissistic."

He Zhenzhen snorted and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Who's being narcissistic here?"

At that moment, the car entered the villa area where the two lived.

After a moment, Qi Mingyuan casually changed the subject and said slowly, "It's time to get off the bus."

After seeing He Zhenzhen walk into the villa, Qi Mingyuan turned around and went into his own home. Recalling what had just happened, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

-

Time flies, and soon it's the last day of the year.

The vast and luxurious Jingsheng Manor was brightly lit as Shen Jinsui and Zhou Yancong walked towards the garden on the rooftop of the main building.

At night, the garden, bursting with flowers, is as bright as day, with elegant bonsai and clear ponds reflecting each other beautifully.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing and makes you feel as if you are in a beautiful painting.

Zhou Yancong and Shen Jinsui sat on the swing. He put his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her fluffy hair.

Shen Jinsui leaned affectionately against Zhou Yancong, looking up at the night sky where countless stars twinkled.

Not long after, a loud and melodious bell rang out in the manor at dawn, heralding the arrival of the new year.

The next second, bursts of fireworks shot into the sky, blooming in the darkness and exploding with dazzling sparks, shimmering with color.

Zhou Yancong lowered his eyes and gazed tenderly at Shen Jinsui, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Happy New Year."

His voice was deep and pleasant, and his tone was soft and slow.

Shen Jinsui looked up at Zhou Yancong, her lips curving into a smile as beautiful as a flower.

A moment later, she parted her lips slightly, her voice melodious and pleasant: "Happy New Year."

At this moment, the dazzling light fell on the man's handsome and noble face, and a bright and beautiful face was reflected in his deep and dark pupils.

Tonight is their first New Year's Eve together.

Amidst the vastness of the world, their eyes were only for each other; their love grew wildly, and a gentle, surging tide arose.

After a long while, the New Year's fireworks show came to a perfect end.

"I love you, and I will spend every New Year's Eve with you for the rest of my life."

Zhou Yancong spoke each word clearly and forcefully, his voice steady and powerful, his pronunciation precise and clear.

His usually calm and indifferent eyes were now filled with deep affection, and a smile spread across his face, shining brightly in the clear moonlight.

As the tender, lingering tone faded, Shen Jinsui's eyes sparkled, her gaze shimmering with tears.

After a while, she wrapped her arms around Zhou Yancong's neck and kissed his warm lips.

Zhou Yancong immediately lowered his head, gradually tightened his arms, and held her firmly in his embrace.

In the stillness of the moment, the two embraced passionately under the moonlight, their lips and teeth mingling, their breaths mingling.

-

Before the Spring Festival, Zhou Yancong and Shen Jinsui took a private plane to Hong Kong to attend the engagement banquet of Zhong Baihao and Fang Jia's daughter.

The days passed quickly, and soon the Spring Festival holiday arrived.

Beijing was blanketed in a heavy snowfall, with howling winds and a pristine white landscape.

The snowflakes dancing in the air turned the sky into a vast expanse of white, as if the entire city were covered by a thick, white velvet blanket.

The bustling streets of Kyoto are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a festive and joyous atmosphere.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Yancong brought Shen Jinsui to the Zhou family's old residence.

The entire old house was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a rich and festive atmosphere for the Chinese New Year.

A black Rolls-Royce came to a smooth stop in front of the main building.

Upon seeing this, the maid stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and opened the back door of the car.

After getting out of the car, Shen Jinsui and Zhou Yancong walked into the main building. The two greeted the elders of the Zhou family in turn, and then had someone deliver the New Year's gifts they had prepared to everyone.

Grandma Zhou looked at Shen Jinsui with a loving expression, her face beaming with a gentle smile.

She spoke slowly, "Sui Sui, this is your home too, don't feel awkward."

"Grandma Zhou, I understand." Shen Jinsui smiled and nodded slightly.

Grandma Zhou looked at Zhou Yancong again and earnestly instructed him, "You must take good care of Sui Sui."

Zhou Yancong nodded gently and said softly, "Grandma, don't worry, I will take good care of Sui Sui."

At that time, Zhou Yancong's cousin Zhou Yihan and cousin Rong Youyi tried to ignore Zhou Yancong's displeased look and quickly pulled Shen Jinsui away. The three girls of similar age soon began to chat familiarly.

Rong Youyi glanced at Rong Yanxiu not far away, then whispered gossip to the two of them: "Grandma is going to Xiaolou to receive guests this afternoon. Do you know who they will be?"

Zhou Yihan shook her head and asked her, "Who is it?"

Shen Jinsui looked at Rong Youyi, waiting for her to continue.

Rong Youyi smiled teasingly, her voice sweet and light: "My future sister-in-law, my brother even asked me to pretend that I just arrived in Beijing today, so that I could take him to the small building to see my grandmother, and that way I could see his sweetheart."

Zhou Yihan: Are they dating?

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinsui asked curiously, "Is it Wen Qingyao?"

The two times Shen Jinsui went to Hong Kong with Zhou Yancong, she saw Rong Yanxiu with her.

“Yes, it’s Wen Qingyao,” Rong Youyi nodded, and continued, “but it seems they’re not together yet. My brother is probably still pursuing her.”

Zhou Yihan joked, "So it turns out my cousin hasn't won anyone over yet. No wonder he's making excuses to see other girls. He has quite a few tricks up his sleeve when it comes to pursuing girls."

Rong Youyi said with a smile, "This is my brother's first time pursuing a girl. I hope he will get his wish in the end."

After a while, it was time for lunch.

Zhou Yancong walked to Shen Jinsui's side, interrupting the three of them chatting, and took her hand as they headed towards the restaurant.