At 9:30 in the evening, Han Jiaren got off work.

Kim Jong-sung and Han Jiaren left K headquarters together and walked to the small villa where Han Jiaren lives now.

Jin Jingcheng really cared for Han Jiaren and asked Jose to rent a residence for Han Jiaren in Pala Atu in advance. This is a two-story villa located near the luxurious park of K headquarters. It is for Han Jiaren and Yan Ya to temporarily live. They live in this small villa. Not only is it comfortable to live, but it is also convenient to work at K headquarters.

Yan Ya was very tactful and deliberately delayed for a while. After Jin Jingcheng and Han Jiaren left the company, Yan Ya left. Moreover, she would not go to the small villa tonight, but would find a hotel nearby.

Yan Ya is already used to this kind of thing.

This place is Palaatu, California, USA.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening.

At such a place and such time, Kim Jong-sung and Han Jia-ren were even more relaxed when they walked on the sidewalk together, without having to be afraid of being targeted by paparazzi, or even worry about being recognized by passers-by and being surrounded and taken photos.

The two of them can finally enjoy the warmth between free lovers.

Han Jiaren took the initiative to hold Jin Jingcheng's arm, and the bird was leaning on the sidewalk of Palaatu under the night sky, blowing the cool breeze of this early summer night, which occasionally blew Han Jiaren's ponytail. Under the moonlight, Han Jiaren looked beautiful and charming.

Both of them were wearing leather shoes, Jin Jingcheng was wearing black men's leather shoes, and Han Jiaren was wearing black high-heeled leather shoes.

On the quiet sidewalk, the two people's leather shoes made a buzzing sound on the road from time to time, even the sound seemed moving.

A romantic poetry wrapped around Jin Jingcheng and Han Jiaren's hearts.

Han Jiaren sighed while holding Jin Jingcheng's arm with the bird on his back, "It's great to be able to walk on the street freely with you like this."

Jin Jingcheng smiled and nodded: "It's very good."

Han Jiaren suddenly thought of something and said in an expectant tone: "It turns out that your literary talent is not very good? And she has also written a very good poem."

Jin Jingcheng looked at Han Jiaren: "What's wrong?"

Han Jiaren said: "I really want to hear you recite a poem now."

If it was a weekday, Jin Jingcheng would inevitably feel a little surprised if he suddenly heard Han Jiaren's request, because Han Jiaren is not a woman who is obsessed with literature and art. Her daily life is a bit ordinary and she is not good at making some literary and artistic moods.

However, in this situation, when Han Jiaren suddenly made such a request, Jin Jingcheng was not surprised.

Because this scene is really poetic.

Jin Jingcheng paused and said, "I won't read the poem anymore. I suddenly thought of a passage from a novel. This passage is as beautiful as a poem. Why don't I read it to you?"

Han Jiaren nodded happily: "Okay."

Han Jiaren suddenly hoped that Jin would become her chanting poetry, not because she really wanted to listen to poetry, but mainly because she wanted to feel more poetry from Jin Jingcheng at such a poetic and warm moment, because sometimes poetry is a kind of romance. In other words, what Han Jiaren really wanted to feel was romance.

So Jin Jingcheng recited with emotion and soothing in English: "The sunset is setting, the clear outline disappears, the silence rises like mist, spreads, the wind stops and trees are quiet, and the whole world is swaying and slacking off and sleeps."

Jin Jingcheng's thoughts were very relaxed, on the one hand, because the soothing was more in line with the artistic conception of this passage, and on the other hand, it was to facilitate Han Jiaren to hear clearly.

Han Jiaren is naturally proficient in English now, but now, after listening to the passage that Jin Jingcheng has finished reading, she still couldn't understand for a while, because this sentence is really poetic.

Han Jiaren showed embarrassment.

After Jin Jingcheng found out, he smiled and asked, "Don't you understand?"

Han Jiaren nodded in shame: "Well, read it for me again."

Jin Jingcheng nodded and read Han Jiaren again in an emotional and soothing tone.

Han Jiaren finally understood this time and sighed: "This passage is so beautiful."

Jin Jingcheng nodded: "It's very beautiful."

Han Jiaren asked: "What novel is this?"

Jin Jingcheng explained: "Go to the Lighthouse, a novel created by British female writer Virginia Woolf in 1927. It is a quasi-autobiographical stream of consciousness novel that she devotes her efforts. The novel uses Going to the Lighthouse as the central clue throughout the book, and writes about the life experiences of Ramsey's family and several guests before and after World War I."

Han Jiaren nodded and said with a smile: "I feel like I'm listening to you teach me."

Jin Jingcheng smiled awkwardly.

Han Jiaren asked: "Why did you suddenly think of this sentence?"

Jin Jingcheng looked at the street scenery of Palaatu under the night surrounding him and said softly: "Because I think this passage is very consistent with the environment we are in now. It is the night in Palaatu. The sunset has long set. How quiet this street is. The silence here is rising like mist and spreading. Although the wind is blowing, the leaves are blowing, but it feels like the wind is still, and the trees are quiet. It feels like this world is like a tired giant, swaying loosely and lying down and sleeping. When we walk on this street at this night, this is a world that belongs to us alone."

Han Jiaren felt warm and said softly: "It's so good to explain."

It's really good. After Kim Jong-sung's explanation, Han Jiaren felt that the current situation and Kim Jong-sung were in seemed to have become vivid and vivid.

However, this is Kim Jong-sung. Han Jiaren didn't feel surprised, because in her mind, Kim Jong-sung is not only a very rich, famous, powerful man, but also a very talented and romantic boyfriend.

Jin Jingcheng suddenly rubbed his stomach with his hands.

Although Han Jiaren kept holding Jin Jingcheng's arm like a bird, her eyes were always focused on Jin Jingcheng.

Han Jiaren noticed Jin Jingcheng's movement of rubbing her stomach and asked with concern: "Jing Cheng, what's wrong with you? Does your stomach hurt?"

Jin Jingcheng laughed: "No, I'm just... a little hungry."

Han Jiaren smiled sweetly: "Didn't you have dinner today?"

Jin Jingcheng responded calmly: "No, I don't care about eating in order to come to see you."

This is true, but it also seems a bit pretentious, because it sounds like Kim Jingcheng is deliberately moving Han Jiaren.

Han Jiaren was indeed moved again.

Han Jiaren said: "I will make you a sumptuous midnight snack later."

Jin Jingcheng felt warm: "Okay."

Han Jiaren smiled and said, "You can help me arrange an internship at the high position of K's vice president. Although I won't say thank you, I should give you some rewards. This midnight snack is treated as a reward."

Jin Jingcheng stretched out his finger and bounced Han Jiaren's face: "I've really become cunning."

Han Jiaren's face was bounced a little painful, and she snorted. Because one hand was still holding Jin Jingcheng's arm, she could only rub her face with the other... Friends reading books, you can search for "" and find this site as soon as possible.
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