1236. Chapter 1236 He curled his lips and smiled fiercely
Ximen Longting's eyes were deep and he said nothing.
Soon after, Wilson knocked on the door with a bodyguard. Jing Jiaren's whole body stiffened as she looked at the things brought in.
A stove was placed beside the hospital bed...
Jing Jiaren saw pliers and a red-hot metal object in the stove.
Her memory couldn't help but be brought back to that island.
"Ximen Longting! You psycho! Tell me what you want to do!" Jing Jiaren scolded angrily, "Can't you just have a normal brain for a moment?"
Ximen Longting waited for the bodyguards to exit before taking off his suit jacket.
Unbutton the shirt inside...
Jing Jiaren naturally knew what he wanted to do.
"You dare to mess around, I won't spare you!" She cursed loudly.
"Beauty, I want you to return the pain I caused you." The fire in the stove reflected on his face, and he smiled brilliantly, "Give it back to me, and I will feel more balanced."
"Is the mental hospital open? When did you run out? Get back here!"
Ximen Longting has already taken off his shirt.
"Brand it here." He pointed to a piece of tender meat on his chest.
That's where she shot him.
"The location closest to the heart."
"..."
"Or, brand it directly on the heart?" He asked seriously, "Beauty, what do you think?"
"Get out of here—" Jing Jiaren pointed at the door and yelled crazily.
"If you're not satisfied, how about branding it on my forehead? From now on, we will be a striking couple."
Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled: "You really should stop making trouble, I beg you."
"I'm not making trouble, I really want to return it."
He took her hand and placed it on his heart.
Her palms came down to his heart...
"It hurts here." He raised the corners of his lips with a soft smile.
"..."
"I don't know how to make this pain less painful in this way."
The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth drooped, and she felt the urge to cry again.
"I forgive you. I will forget this scar. You don't want to be branded."
"I must."
"You are such a self-righteous person, you insist on having your own way, and you won't listen to anything -"
Ximen Longting saw that it was almost burned, and the charcoal fire in the stove crackled. He picked up the pliers and took out the rose ring.
Jing Jiaren rushed over to stop her, but he only pushed her shoulder with one hand to separate her.
"Beauty, do you think anyone can stop me from what I want to do?"
"..."
"I originally wanted you to brand me with your own hands, which would be perfect." He curled his lips and smiled fiercely, "If you don't want to, I will do it myself."
Jing Jiaren shook her head. She knew she couldn't stop him. She had never been able to stop any of his decisions.
For example, he loves her and he hates her.
His vigorous love that flies into a flame, his hysterical and desperate hatred are all his fault.
The hot red ring, the rose shape facing the muzzle of the gun...
She once pulled a gun on him.
Zhi——
Ximen Longting struck decisively and showed no mercy.
Jing Jiaren turned her face away forcefully and grasped the sheets tightly with both hands.
After a long time, her hoarse voice sounded:
"Ximen Longting, how can you treat me so cruelly again and again?"
"..."
"You think I'll be happy if you also brand a scar, don't you?" Jing Jiaren shook her head, "This will only add a new wound to our scarred relationship."