A Promise in a Thought 122

Chapter 122

The sound of water was coming from the bathroom. Bo Muyu took a few steps closer, then walked back to the sofa. The tangled and chaotic thoughts from dinner had finally calmed down a little at this moment.

She had thought that Jiang Chenyin didn’t know about her and Su Man, but it was obvious that Lan Yuxin had already told her. Because Jiang Chenyin had not shown the slightest surprise, and she couldn’t read her emotions from her expression.

Lan Yuxin, realizing that the two of them had not made things clear, had quickly eaten some food and left. It was Bo Muyu who had seen her out. Before she left, she had pleaded with her to help her sound out Su Man’s intentions.

Bo Muyu’s thoughts were in a jumble. She could only nod first, and after closing the door, she returned to the dining room to clear the dishes with Jiang Chenyin.

Jiang Chenyin had not shown any special reaction. She had still smiled and pressed the dish soap, and the two of them had washed the dishes together, and then had cooperated in organizing the cupboard. Her smile was gentle, as if she didn’t care about what Lan Yuxin had said just now, but Bo Muyu always felt that something was not right.

Usually, Jiang Chenyin would be concerned about everything. Why was it that she was not concerned about such a matter? Why didn’t she even ask her?

Bo Muyu had a thought. They had to have a good talk. She always felt that there were some things between them that needed to be cleared up, otherwise it would become a barrier. And with the matter of Ye Xialan always trying to find a partner for her, which she had always wanted to talk to Jiang Chenyin about, there were actually many things they needed to communicate.

After Jiang Chenyin had finished her shower, she urged Bo Muyu to take a shower, and even stuffed a nightdress into her arms. Bo Muyu pressed her lips together, threw the nightdress onto the bed, and strode to the window, hugging Jiang Chenyin from behind and burying her face in her back shoulder.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Chenyin turned and held her, lifting her face and saying with a light laugh, “It’s too late to go and see a movie and go shopping now, but we can play all day tomorrow.”

Jiang Chenyin’s eyes had always been gentle and graceful, and they were the same at this moment. Bo Muyu couldn’t see any problem, but it was just very strange now.

“Auntie Yin, you have something to say to me, don’t you?” Bo Muyu asked with certainty. She couldn’t wait for Jiang Chenyin to speak on her own.

She had a gut feeling that Jiang Chenyin had emotions she wanted to express, but she was holding them in. The reason that could make her hold it in was probably her consideration for her feelings, but the more she didn’t bring it up, the more worried she was.

It was probably jealousy or something else. In any case, she had to smooth over these emotions.

Hearing her ask this, Jiang Chenyin looked at her intently, and suddenly sighed, holding her even tighter. “It would have been fine after a sleep. Why did you have to ask?”

“It can’t be like this. We’re already together. We have to be honest. You said that. We have to bring up any problems.”

Bo Muyu buried her head in her neck and took a deep breath, then looked up and let go of her, waiting for her to speak.

“Actually, I really want to know what happened between you and Su Man,” Jiang Chenyin said, touching Bo Muyu’s face, her voice holding an obvious suppression. “When you talk about Su Man, you’re different from before. I know something must have happened when we were apart. But that’s your business, after all, and it’s already in the past. We’re together again, so I really shouldn’t ask anymore.”

She paused, her gaze deep, and so was her voice. “I mind. Although I know I shouldn’t.”

Bo Muyu looked at her for a long time, felt her difficulty from her words, and also summed up the main point.

“Auntie Yin, you’re jealous, aren’t you?” Bo Muyu couldn’t help but curve the corners of her lips in a smile, and in the same way Jiang Chenyin usually pinched her face, she pinched her drooping lips with both hands and pulled them to the sides.

Her little thought was exposed, and Jiang Chenyin’s ears turned red. Her lips were being pulled to the sides by Bo Muyu, and she smiled with embarrassment.

“You’re jealous and you didn’t tell me…” Bo Muyu laughed in a low voice, let go of her hands, and rubbed the corners of her lips. “You always treat yourself like an old lady, thinking you can handle everything. Don’t you know that the longer you store vinegar, the more sour it gets? Otherwise, how would there be aged vinegar?”

A hint of a smile appeared on Jiang Chenyin’s lips, and she held Bo Muyu’s face and shook it slightly. “The old lady’s vinegar jar would have disappeared after a sleep. Who told you to open the lid?”

“Are you sure it would have disappeared after a sleep?” Bo Muyu asked, pressing her hand, her expression very serious. “It would only be hidden for longer and longer, and become more and more sour.”

Jiang Chenyin couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh, her eyes full of affection, her heart soft.

“I’ll tell you after I’ve showered. I still have a lot to say to you,” Bo Muyu’s expression was grave. She then leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, her spring-like voice much softer. “Old lady, don’t hide the vinegar jar anymore…”

After she finished, she turned and went to the bathroom with her nightdress in her arms, leaving Jiang Chenyin by the window, reminiscing in a daze, and then a faint smile appeared on her face.

Bo Muyu was not focused when she was showering. She was sorting out her thoughts, thinking of how to talk to Jiang Chenyin later, especially about Ye Xialan’s enthusiasm for her blind dates. The matter with Su Man was not a big deal. Since Jiang Chenyin had admitted to being jealous, she could just explain it in detail later and then coax her.

After her shower, she was brushing her teeth. She had just moved in today, and there was only a pink toothbrush and cup on Jiang Chenyin’s washstand. She opened the storage cabinet above the washstand, wanting to get a spare toothbrush and cup, but the scene before her made her eyes sting.

Inside was a used light blue toothbrush in a cup, and then several new, unopened light blue toothbrushes, while there was only one new pink toothbrush.

Jiang Chenyin was leaning against the headboard, her long, fair, and slender legs, holding a tablet and scrolling through Weibo.

The bathroom door suddenly opened. She was on Bo Muyu’s pitifully few-followed Weibo homepage. Before she could look up, a fragrant wind rushed towards her. She couldn’t even see Bo Muyu’s face clearly and could only subconsciously react and throw the tablet aside, for fear of hurting her.

Just as she had thrown it, she was held in a full embrace, the cool scent of the shower mixed with the steam of hot water. Jiang Chenyin was puzzled, but she was being held very tightly, so she could only stroke Bo Muyu’s back.

“What’s wrong?”

Bo Muyu kept shaking her head, sniffing, her voice much lower. “Why did you buy so many light blue toothbrushes? No one is using them. They’ve piled up…”

She remembered that the first time she had bought a light blue and a pink toothbrush was because of that little thought in her heart. Taking advantage of the fact that Jiang Chenyin didn’t know about her feelings, she had bought a couple’s toothbrush. Before she had left this place, she had bought an extra pair to keep in reserve, but she hadn’t expected to leave before she could use them.

But now there were so many light blue toothbrushes, and only one pink one. It was obvious that Jiang Chenyin had still been buying them in pairs after she had left.

The light blue toothbrush had never been used. So many pairs of toothbrushes, and in the end, only so many light blue ones were left.

Jiang Chenyin did not answer immediately. She tightened her arms and let out a hoarse laugh. “Aren’t you back to use them now?”

“I thought you didn’t want to see me then…” Bo Muyu struggled in her embrace, and with red eyes, she held her face, a glint of tears at the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Chenyin wiped away Bo Muyu’s tears with a pained heart, trying her best to suppress the sad emotions of that time, her voice much deeper from the suppression. “How could I not want to see you? But I couldn’t see you. I didn’t dare to see you then… I couldn’t take that step…”

Her fingertips wiped away the tears that were rolling down from the corners of Bo Muyu’s eyes again and again, gentle and focused. It had taken her a long time to understand that she couldn’t lose her, and it had also taken her a long time to feel the heartache after losing her, and it had taken her even longer to take that step.

Bo Muyu’s tears were even more intense. Thinking of Jiang Chenyin’s dilemma at that time, she couldn’t help but hold her tightly, and with pity and heartache, she murmured, “It’s all my fault. If I had hidden it better, it wouldn’t have been like this. It’s me who made you sad. If it weren’t for me, we wouldn’t have been unable to see each other for so long. It’s all my fault…”

Her eyes were full of tears, her eyes red from crying, and she was sniffling, her body trembling.

Jiang Chenyin touched her face and kissed her eyes, her own voice also tinged with a sob that she couldn’t suppress. “What’s wrong? If you had hidden it well, then there would be no now. Do you regret it?”

“No, I don’t regret it, no…” Bo Muyu shook her head vigorously, her hair a little messy.

Jiang Chenyin quickly held her face, and with a mixture of amusement and affection, she touched her forehead and said in a slightly chiding tone, “Then don’t say that anymore. If you say that, doesn’t it mean you’re denying the present? But we still have a long, long time to be together.”

Bo Muyu bit her lip, her eyes still filled with tears, and she nodded heavily.

She wiped her eyes and nose, and with a nasal voice, she said to Jiang Chenyin softly, “Auntie Yin, I have something to tell you now. You have to listen carefully.”

“Okay, go on,” Jiang Chenyin said with a knowing smile, pulling her into her arms.

Bo Muyu pressed her body down, wrapped her arms around Jiang Chenyin’s waist, and in her ear, she said in her clean voice, low and gentle, “Not long after I moved out of here last year, my senior confessed to me. I rejected her at that time. I knew very well that I couldn’t like her, and I was unwilling to use others to forget you. That would not only be a hurt to others, but also a disrespect to my feelings.

But my senior is a very good person, so I feel a little sorry for her. I feel guilty towards her, but my guilt is simply that I feel I have hurt her, nothing else. I asked Sister Lan what she liked about her because I wanted to know more in detail, because I don’t want my senior to be hurt again.”

Jiang Chenyin lowered her head and stroked the wrinkles between her brows with her finger, and replied with a sigh, “I know. Your consideration is right.”

Hearing this, Bo Muyu looked up and said very seriously, “Then don’t be jealous anymore.”

Jiang Chenyin nodded thoughtfully and made a gesture of pouring water out of a bottle. “The vinegar has all been poured out. There’s none left.”

Bo Muyu got a satisfactory answer, and only then did the corners of her lips curve up. But the next second, her smile faded, and after a deep breath, she spoke again, “And, my mom will send you some people’s pictures and information, saying that she’s setting me up on a blind date. Don’t worry about it. I haven’t agreed to see anyone again. The last time was because I really couldn’t get out of it, and I wasn’t trying to go on a blind date that time. You believe me…”

“Of course I believe you,” Jiang Chenyin said, as if she had suddenly thought of something, and smiled. “She has already sent them to me. I replied to her that I’ve been quite busy lately and don’t have time to discuss this.”

“She’s already sent them?” Bo Muyu’s mouth was agape in surprise. “And you didn’t even tell me!”

Jiang Chenyin kissed her lips, her eyes like autumn water, full of doting warmth. “Because I believe you, so I forgot about it in an instant. It’s my fault.”

A blush quickly appeared on Bo Muyu’s cheeks, and she couldn’t help but curve the corners of her lips, coaxed by Jiang Chenyin.

“I’m done…”

Jiang Chenyin just let out a soft laugh, did not answer her, and continued to kiss her lips lightly. And with one arm, she held her tightly, and with the other, she hooked her hand, scratching her palm one by one.

Bo Muyu licked her lips, and when her tongue touched Jiang Chenyin’s, she held on, and the intimate contact after their mutual confession had an even sweeter scent. Bo Muyu greedily kissed her deeper and deeper. She knew that Jiang Chenyin also wanted to touch her lips and teeth at this moment. She knew that at this moment, there was no better way to express their feelings for each other than to kiss.

Jiang Chenyin’s breathing was very rapid. She felt Bo Muyu’s kiss from her lips to her side profile, tracing the outline of her face with her kisses. She heard Bo Muyu’s deep and rapid breathing by her ear, with the emotion that had been brewing for a long time, and in her ear, she called her “Chenyin” in a low voice, one after another.

Bo Muyu still maintained the habit of calling her by her usual name most of the time, but at this moment, her emotional and direct calling of her name was slowly breaking Jiang Chenyin’s rationality.

“Chenyin, let me touch. I want to reach in and touch…” Bo Muyu murmured, holding her earlobe, and with the experience from last time, she had already naughtily lifted Jiang Chenyin’s nightdress.

“No…” Jiang Chenyin shuddered, and the next second, she let out a soft gasp as a delicate hand pressed against her abdomen, and the action of grabbing Bo Muyu also softened halfway.

Bo Muyuan’s whole body went weak. She barely suppressed her restless heart, her lips pressed against Jiang Chenyin’s neck, and she said with a gentle, trembling voice, “I’ve cut my nails. It won’t be like last time. Let me touch…”

This was almost a pleading tone. Jiang Chenyin knew that if she continued to indulge her, it would not be as simple as just a touch. But she met Bo Muyu’s ardent and suppressed gaze, with tear stains still at the corners of her eyes, shining brightly.

Her chest heaved heavily, and the hand that was about to stop her gently hooked Bo Muyu’s neck, her fine fingers slowly supporting the back of her head.

Receiving her tacit approval, Bo Muyu no longer held back and deepened the kiss. She felt Bo Muyu’s increasingly hot breath on her, and she also heard her low, gentle whisper, calling her name, with a lingering scent, merging with the rising temperature of her body.