Heartbeat at the Tip of the Tongue 舌尖上的心跳 Chapter 1: Kiss at the tip of the tongue 舌尖上的吻
12/27/17 Update: Hi guys! So once again I have lost interest in translating a novel. For now it seems like all I can handle are songs. I have Ch 2 partially translated, but I don't think I'll finish any time soon, so Heartbeat at the Tip of the Tongue will be shelved like Love O2O. Maybe one day I'll finally finish a novel...
There are some situations Lin Ke Song wouldn't believe could happen even if it was beating down on her head.
For example something like the Yangtze River or Yellow River reversing its flow or Halley's Comet crashing into the earth...
But these can't measure up to the person in front of her, Jiang Qian Fan.
The moment his lips bumped into Lin Ke Song's, it was like she was the bull's eye a bullet had hit, She staggered back trying to grab onto anything to hold onto. All around was the sound of objects clattering to the ground. It was like the end of the world had come.
The tip of his tongue probed open her lips. It broke her indifference and shook her entire existence. With a burst, something frantically ignited between the two. Lin Ke Song couldn't withstand so much intensity. When her legs weakened and she was on the verge of collapsing, his arm effortlessly supported her. He pulled her toward himself. The back of her head was tightly held by his hand. His grip was so strong, it was like her head was going to break.
His persistent kiss aggressively stole her breath away and slipped past her teeth. It shattered her world.
All of her blood surged toward the tip of his tongue. When he sucked her upper lip and released her, Lin Ke Song gazed at him wide-eyed.
Jian Qian Fan's expression didn't even change. He simply used his expressionless voice and said: "Clean this place up."
Lin Ke Song tried to get a read on those obsidian eyes, but it's a pity Jian Qian Fan's eyes are always shuttered from meaning. They are there only to be looked at. His sharp features never showed any emotional turmoil.
When he speaks, his tongue tip would be barely visible. That teasing sight drives people wild.
Until Jiang Qian Fan's long limbs moved away and he seemingly omnisciently avoided all "obstacles" leaving the room, did Lin Ke Song lower her head.
Eggs splattered all over the floor.
Spices strewn everywhere.
The flour bag was also ripped by her.
All kinds of odours filled the air, mixing together. It made Lin Ke Song even dizzier.
After a few minutes, her mind was finally able to work again. She gritted her teeth and fumed, "What do you mean 'Clean this place up'?"
What did he just do?
Is this his new way of driving people crazy?
This pervert! Major pervert!
Lin Ke Song crouched on the ground, gripping her head in her hands.
Events from half a year ago led up to this scene.
It was a night filled with the smell of Mala crawfish.
Sitting right across from Lin Ke Song was Song Yi Ran.
The dim yellow light barely lit Song Yi Ran's features.
"I have some urgent news to tell you."
Song Yi Ran mirthlessly smiled. Tension boiled from his brow. Several girls in the vicinity on an unspoken cue turned to look at him.
Lin Ke Song mirthlessly laughed along with him. She put on the gloves and viciously started to shell the crawfish.
"What happened? Is your family finally bankrupt? You no longer have money to treat my to crawfish? Do you have a place to sleep? If not, I'll let you sleep in my house's bathroom."
"Your house's bathroom is so small. It doesn't even have a bathtub. I wouldn't even be able to stretch out my legs. Also the number of girls willing to spend the night with me are so numerous, your notebook can't record them all. How could I not have a place to sleep?"
Lin Ke Song quirked the corner of her mouth. She waited to hear how important his news was. These years, his most shocking news was only that he broke up with the campus belle and she actually didn't slap his face.
"I'm going to New York to study abroad."
Lin Ke Song's fingers cramped, and the juice from the crawfish shot out. It spattered on the fellow sitting across from her.
Song Yi Ran closed his eyes. It seemed like he had anticipated this general reaction. He tapped his fingers on the table.
That gesture was like he was restraining himself.
Song Yi Ran rapidly ripped out a napkin from her pocket and dabbed it against his face to prevent the juice from dripping on his BOSS shirt.
Because of the close distance, this fellow's features were once again distinguishable from his silhouette. His memorizing eyes had a hint of a smile which made a person's heart leap.
You would think after seeing this face for years, why would she melt every time she saw it up close?
From middle school, to high school, and again to college, Song Yi Ran was always the handsomest guy at school. Even casually walking around on the streets he would get several business cards from entertainment recruiters. Pity this fellow with a rich family. Every day all he thinks about is how to spend money. Otherwise the entertainment industry long ago would've gained a Prince Charming capturing every women's heart.
At this moment, Prince Charming give the evilest smile that would make a villain proud. He raised his hand: "Owner! Bring two more plates of mala crawfish! An order of spicy mussels! A plate of pungent fish! An order of braised snails! Also the quail en papillote!"
Lin Ke Song stared wide-eyed at him: "Hey! Song Yi Ran! Is this your last meal? Are you trying to feed me to death?"
"Yep." He had a smug expression and slightly leaned toward Lin Ke Song. "Or...you come with me?"
It seemed like something plucked at her heart, and the blood would spill out. However she still perfectly suppressed her emotions,
"Go to New York? I go to New York to buy mala crawfish? Stop joking around! I've suffered every hardship from being ordered around by you so long, and now I'll gorge myself to death?" Lin Ke Song blinked several times. The spicy sauce in her stomach suddenly started to rise. It rose up to her throat. "Song Yi Ran, is this you giving up on being a parasite to your country? Decided on going to U.S. to be a shiftless student?"
Song Yi Ran laughed but didn't reply. His eyes were mercurial and didn't reveal his mood.
Lin Ke Song still hadn't digested the news when a red sports car stopped by the food stall.
Quite a few people eating there looked over.
A youthful, long-haired beauty waved at Song Yi Ran: "Darling! I came to pick you up! We agreed we were going out tonight!"
A sweet voice that made the very air seem like cotton candy.
But Lin Ke Song started to shiver. Goosebumps rose all over.
"Coming!" Song Yi Ran took some money from his pocket and handed it to the owner of the stall. "If my friend still wants to eat, then keep bringing more!"
"No problem!"
Song Yi Ran stood up. He seemed like a swan in the the middle of ordinary ducks.
"Hey bro, I'm leaving! Talk to you later!"
Song Yi Ran opened the car door and gave his current girlfriend, Chu Ting, an intense, steamy kiss.
Chu Ting even didn't forget to give Lin Ke Song a challenging stare.
After more than 10 seconds, the red sports car finally sped off. Only Lin Ke Song remained at the table.
She slightly regretted eating so much.
Now she really wanted to throw up.
She pursed her lips, not letting tears fall.
Curses for being your bro!
What bro is like me, carrying around tissues for you all day? What bro is like me, patiently remembering for you those multitudes of girls' names, number, and likes? When you had appendicitis and was sniveling and sobbing from the pain, what bro is like me, riding a rickshaw to take you to the hospital?
Not those girls wearing skirts. I wear t shirts!
They wear high heels. I wear sneakers!
They wear perfume. I wear my natural scent!
Lin Ke Song's head started to frantically play Taylor Swift's You Belong to Me's MV. The scene where the conniving girl kissed the boy's face was unnaturally similar to the scene that was just in front of her.
"Hey, girl, do you want to eat anything else? Your friend left a lot of money."
The owner really is an honest man.
"Of course. Give me the sweet, sticky cake, the salt and pepper shrimp, and the tender chicken feet...all to-go!"
"Alright!"
Crap, this guy is going to run off to New York. My free meals are counting down. Better eat while I can!
The red sports car stopped in front of a hotel. Song Yi Ran pushed open the door and straightened his collar: "It's late. I'm going to sleep now. You should go to bed early too."
"What?" The girl in the car was shocked. "Did we saw tonight we would..."
"Chu Ting, what time did we agree to meet up?" Song Yi Ran propped his hands against the door and smiled.
"Ten o'clock at night."
"And what time did you pick me up?"
"9:20...I wanted to see you!"
Although Song Yi Ran continued to smile, Chu Ting had a feeling he wasn't happy.
Song Yi Ran was the school's most gifted scholar and had unparalleled looks and behavior. So many girls flocked to him. Chu Ting liked Song Yi Ran for four years now. It wasn't easy for her to get him to accept her confession. Chu Ting felt like this month was the happiest time in her life.
Song Yi Ran wasn't the arrogant, rich kid as Chu Ting thought. Contrary, he tolerated her headstrong and bad temper. This made Chu Ting think he really did like her.
"But I wasn't done eating with my friend. We didn't even get to finish what we were talking about. You coming early was very rude."
Chu Ting had a hurt expression. She grabbed Song Yi Ran's sleeve and started to throw a tantrum. "I just wanted to be with you more!"
Song Yi Ran's finger flicked Chu Ting's forehead: "I already spend a lot of time with you. That's why every minute with my friend is even more valuable. Do you understand?"
Chu Ting eye's were swimming in tears but didn't cry. This was the first time Song Yi Ran talked to her like that.
No wonder why having a meal with a plain, common girl was more important than being with her.
"I'm sorry. If your friend will be upset, let's invite her out to eat with us? I'll apologize to her."
"Then I'll see you later."
Song Yi Ran regarded her like she was child then walked away with his hands in his pockets.
Chu Ting blankly sat there and angrily hit the steering wheel several times.
What kind of friend is this! Who is more important than a girlfriend!
That nobody Lin Ke Song; it wasn't like Chu Ting hadn't heard of her. She was always Song Yi Ran's tag-along! She came from an commoner family, a complete country bumpkin! Daring to bring Song Yi Ran to some roadside food stall! What if it gave him an upset stomach!
And that Song Yi Ran too! If he wants to make friends, it should be with someone with a background like Chu Ting's family! What does he have to talk about with a country bumpkin!
She can't stand Lin Ke Song, so she purposely picked up Song Yi Ran early...but it seems like he saw through her?
No, No...she acted to naturally. How could he see through her?
Song Yi Ran walked into his hotel room and sprawled out onto the bed. He got a phone call.
"How have you been Mr. Song?"
From the voice, it sounded like Song Yi Ran's good friend from New York, Kevin An.
"Pretty good, relaxing in a hotel room. I don't have to fake being posh in front of my brother. He actually agreed to give me, his younger brother, a monthly living allowance!"
"If your brother knew you were blowing through your monthly allowance, his expression would be hilarious. What about your scheming and sinister fourth uncle?"
"He said I'll always be his nephew. Even if my brother exiled me out of the country, he would continue to support me."
Song Yi Ran smirked. His indolent smile vanished and became penetrating.
"When your fourth uncle funnels away the Song family's assets, your fool brother will be squeezed out of his chair. Oh, about the futures contract deal, our direction and timing were pretty good. We doubled our amount. When do you want to try your hand at in again, Mr. Song?"
Song Yi Ran lightly laughed: "When the timing is right."
"Oh by the way, when you come to New York, will you still be going alone?"
Song Yi Ran fell silent. A long time passed before he opened his mouth: "How's the matter that I asked you to do for me?"
"Of course it's done. But if you're bringing someone with you, you don't have to do it in such a roundabout way."
"It's because I'm in no position to ask her. Song Yi Ran looked at the bright ceiling and smirked.
There are some situations Lin Ke Song wouldn't believe could happen even if it was beating down on her head.
For example something like the Yangtze River or Yellow River reversing its flow or Halley's Comet crashing into the earth...
But these can't measure up to the person in front of her, Jiang Qian Fan.
The moment his lips bumped into Lin Ke Song's, it was like she was the bull's eye a bullet had hit, She staggered back trying to grab onto anything to hold onto. All around was the sound of objects clattering to the ground. It was like the end of the world had come.
The tip of his tongue probed open her lips. It broke her indifference and shook her entire existence. With a burst, something frantically ignited between the two. Lin Ke Song couldn't withstand so much intensity. When her legs weakened and she was on the verge of collapsing, his arm effortlessly supported her. He pulled her toward himself. The back of her head was tightly held by his hand. His grip was so strong, it was like her head was going to break.
His persistent kiss aggressively stole her breath away and slipped past her teeth. It shattered her world.
All of her blood surged toward the tip of his tongue. When he sucked her upper lip and released her, Lin Ke Song gazed at him wide-eyed.
Jian Qian Fan's expression didn't even change. He simply used his expressionless voice and said: "Clean this place up."
Lin Ke Song tried to get a read on those obsidian eyes, but it's a pity Jian Qian Fan's eyes are always shuttered from meaning. They are there only to be looked at. His sharp features never showed any emotional turmoil.
When he speaks, his tongue tip would be barely visible. That teasing sight drives people wild.
Until Jiang Qian Fan's long limbs moved away and he seemingly omnisciently avoided all "obstacles" leaving the room, did Lin Ke Song lower her head.
Eggs splattered all over the floor.
Spices strewn everywhere.
The flour bag was also ripped by her.
All kinds of odours filled the air, mixing together. It made Lin Ke Song even dizzier.
After a few minutes, her mind was finally able to work again. She gritted her teeth and fumed, "What do you mean 'Clean this place up'?"
What did he just do?
Is this his new way of driving people crazy?
This pervert! Major pervert!
Lin Ke Song crouched on the ground, gripping her head in her hands.
Events from half a year ago led up to this scene.
It was a night filled with the smell of Mala crawfish.
Sitting right across from Lin Ke Song was Song Yi Ran.
The dim yellow light barely lit Song Yi Ran's features.
"I have some urgent news to tell you."
Song Yi Ran mirthlessly smiled. Tension boiled from his brow. Several girls in the vicinity on an unspoken cue turned to look at him.
Lin Ke Song mirthlessly laughed along with him. She put on the gloves and viciously started to shell the crawfish.
"What happened? Is your family finally bankrupt? You no longer have money to treat my to crawfish? Do you have a place to sleep? If not, I'll let you sleep in my house's bathroom."
"Your house's bathroom is so small. It doesn't even have a bathtub. I wouldn't even be able to stretch out my legs. Also the number of girls willing to spend the night with me are so numerous, your notebook can't record them all. How could I not have a place to sleep?"
Lin Ke Song quirked the corner of her mouth. She waited to hear how important his news was. These years, his most shocking news was only that he broke up with the campus belle and she actually didn't slap his face.
"I'm going to New York to study abroad."
Lin Ke Song's fingers cramped, and the juice from the crawfish shot out. It spattered on the fellow sitting across from her.
Song Yi Ran closed his eyes. It seemed like he had anticipated this general reaction. He tapped his fingers on the table.
That gesture was like he was restraining himself.
Song Yi Ran rapidly ripped out a napkin from her pocket and dabbed it against his face to prevent the juice from dripping on his BOSS shirt.
Because of the close distance, this fellow's features were once again distinguishable from his silhouette. His memorizing eyes had a hint of a smile which made a person's heart leap.
You would think after seeing this face for years, why would she melt every time she saw it up close?
From middle school, to high school, and again to college, Song Yi Ran was always the handsomest guy at school. Even casually walking around on the streets he would get several business cards from entertainment recruiters. Pity this fellow with a rich family. Every day all he thinks about is how to spend money. Otherwise the entertainment industry long ago would've gained a Prince Charming capturing every women's heart.
At this moment, Prince Charming give the evilest smile that would make a villain proud. He raised his hand: "Owner! Bring two more plates of mala crawfish! An order of spicy mussels! A plate of pungent fish! An order of braised snails! Also the quail en papillote!"
Lin Ke Song stared wide-eyed at him: "Hey! Song Yi Ran! Is this your last meal? Are you trying to feed me to death?"
"Yep." He had a smug expression and slightly leaned toward Lin Ke Song. "Or...you come with me?"
It seemed like something plucked at her heart, and the blood would spill out. However she still perfectly suppressed her emotions,
"Go to New York? I go to New York to buy mala crawfish? Stop joking around! I've suffered every hardship from being ordered around by you so long, and now I'll gorge myself to death?" Lin Ke Song blinked several times. The spicy sauce in her stomach suddenly started to rise. It rose up to her throat. "Song Yi Ran, is this you giving up on being a parasite to your country? Decided on going to U.S. to be a shiftless student?"
Song Yi Ran laughed but didn't reply. His eyes were mercurial and didn't reveal his mood.
Lin Ke Song still hadn't digested the news when a red sports car stopped by the food stall.
Quite a few people eating there looked over.
A youthful, long-haired beauty waved at Song Yi Ran: "Darling! I came to pick you up! We agreed we were going out tonight!"
A sweet voice that made the very air seem like cotton candy.
But Lin Ke Song started to shiver. Goosebumps rose all over.
"Coming!" Song Yi Ran took some money from his pocket and handed it to the owner of the stall. "If my friend still wants to eat, then keep bringing more!"
"No problem!"
Song Yi Ran stood up. He seemed like a swan in the the middle of ordinary ducks.
"Hey bro, I'm leaving! Talk to you later!"
Song Yi Ran opened the car door and gave his current girlfriend, Chu Ting, an intense, steamy kiss.
Chu Ting even didn't forget to give Lin Ke Song a challenging stare.
After more than 10 seconds, the red sports car finally sped off. Only Lin Ke Song remained at the table.
She slightly regretted eating so much.
Now she really wanted to throw up.
She pursed her lips, not letting tears fall.
Curses for being your bro!
What bro is like me, carrying around tissues for you all day? What bro is like me, patiently remembering for you those multitudes of girls' names, number, and likes? When you had appendicitis and was sniveling and sobbing from the pain, what bro is like me, riding a rickshaw to take you to the hospital?
Not those girls wearing skirts. I wear t shirts!
They wear high heels. I wear sneakers!
They wear perfume. I wear my natural scent!
Lin Ke Song's head started to frantically play Taylor Swift's You Belong to Me's MV. The scene where the conniving girl kissed the boy's face was unnaturally similar to the scene that was just in front of her.
"Hey, girl, do you want to eat anything else? Your friend left a lot of money."
The owner really is an honest man.
"Of course. Give me the sweet, sticky cake, the salt and pepper shrimp, and the tender chicken feet...all to-go!"
"Alright!"
Crap, this guy is going to run off to New York. My free meals are counting down. Better eat while I can!
The red sports car stopped in front of a hotel. Song Yi Ran pushed open the door and straightened his collar: "It's late. I'm going to sleep now. You should go to bed early too."
"What?" The girl in the car was shocked. "Did we saw tonight we would..."
"Chu Ting, what time did we agree to meet up?" Song Yi Ran propped his hands against the door and smiled.
"Ten o'clock at night."
"And what time did you pick me up?"
"9:20...I wanted to see you!"
Although Song Yi Ran continued to smile, Chu Ting had a feeling he wasn't happy.
Song Yi Ran was the school's most gifted scholar and had unparalleled looks and behavior. So many girls flocked to him. Chu Ting liked Song Yi Ran for four years now. It wasn't easy for her to get him to accept her confession. Chu Ting felt like this month was the happiest time in her life.
Song Yi Ran wasn't the arrogant, rich kid as Chu Ting thought. Contrary, he tolerated her headstrong and bad temper. This made Chu Ting think he really did like her.
"But I wasn't done eating with my friend. We didn't even get to finish what we were talking about. You coming early was very rude."
Chu Ting had a hurt expression. She grabbed Song Yi Ran's sleeve and started to throw a tantrum. "I just wanted to be with you more!"
Song Yi Ran's finger flicked Chu Ting's forehead: "I already spend a lot of time with you. That's why every minute with my friend is even more valuable. Do you understand?"
Chu Ting eye's were swimming in tears but didn't cry. This was the first time Song Yi Ran talked to her like that.
No wonder why having a meal with a plain, common girl was more important than being with her.
"I'm sorry. If your friend will be upset, let's invite her out to eat with us? I'll apologize to her."
"Then I'll see you later."
Song Yi Ran regarded her like she was child then walked away with his hands in his pockets.
Chu Ting blankly sat there and angrily hit the steering wheel several times.
What kind of friend is this! Who is more important than a girlfriend!
That nobody Lin Ke Song; it wasn't like Chu Ting hadn't heard of her. She was always Song Yi Ran's tag-along! She came from an commoner family, a complete country bumpkin! Daring to bring Song Yi Ran to some roadside food stall! What if it gave him an upset stomach!
And that Song Yi Ran too! If he wants to make friends, it should be with someone with a background like Chu Ting's family! What does he have to talk about with a country bumpkin!
She can't stand Lin Ke Song, so she purposely picked up Song Yi Ran early...but it seems like he saw through her?
No, No...she acted to naturally. How could he see through her?
Song Yi Ran walked into his hotel room and sprawled out onto the bed. He got a phone call.
"How have you been Mr. Song?"
From the voice, it sounded like Song Yi Ran's good friend from New York, Kevin An.
"Pretty good, relaxing in a hotel room. I don't have to fake being posh in front of my brother. He actually agreed to give me, his younger brother, a monthly living allowance!"
"If your brother knew you were blowing through your monthly allowance, his expression would be hilarious. What about your scheming and sinister fourth uncle?"
"He said I'll always be his nephew. Even if my brother exiled me out of the country, he would continue to support me."
Song Yi Ran smirked. His indolent smile vanished and became penetrating.
"When your fourth uncle funnels away the Song family's assets, your fool brother will be squeezed out of his chair. Oh, about the futures contract deal, our direction and timing were pretty good. We doubled our amount. When do you want to try your hand at in again, Mr. Song?"
Song Yi Ran lightly laughed: "When the timing is right."
"Oh by the way, when you come to New York, will you still be going alone?"
Song Yi Ran fell silent. A long time passed before he opened his mouth: "How's the matter that I asked you to do for me?"
"Of course it's done. But if you're bringing someone with you, you don't have to do it in such a roundabout way."
"It's because I'm in no position to ask her. Song Yi Ran looked at the bright ceiling and smirked.
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