1281. Chapter 1281 Love doesn't mean being together
"Ximen Longting, you've had enough."
Ximen Longting smiled and said: "Look, I made you angry again. Leng Lintian can't do it, right?"
"It's baffling to you why you have to mention him?"
"You brought it up first."
Jing Jiaren tried her best to suppress her anger: "Why do we have to quarrel when we get along? I'm very tired."
"I've been catering to you, and it's you who's looking for a fight."
"So, our personalities are not suitable." Jing Jiaren went to grab cigarettes again, "You are not in good health, so stop smoking."
Ximen Longting put it into his mouth and took a long sip: "It's like your taste. I know it's harmful to my body, but I can't quit it. Especially the more I miss you, the more I can't quit it."
Jing Jiaren's heart throbbed.
"I told you to stop smoking!" She forced herself to grab the cigarette butt, and the flame from the cigarette butt burned her, causing her to shrink subconsciously.
Ximen Longting finally put out the cigarette and grabbed her hand: "Is it burnt?"
"No."
"Next time you see danger, don't rush forward stupidly." His thumb rubbed her palm, "You haven't answered my question yet, what will you do if I disappear from your world?"
Sample?"
"What exactly do you want to ask?"
"I'm worried that you'll have insomnia again and make cuts on your arms..." He picked up her sleeves and stroked the scars on her arms...
"Who said I drew these lines for you?" Jing Jiaren was surprised.
"A servant of the Leng family."
"Do you believe what they say?"
Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes: "They also said that you should draw my portrait."
"Where's the evidence?" Jing Jiaren refused to admit it because she didn't want him to worry, "Where is the painting? I'm afraid those servants told you to please you."
Ximen Longting grabbed her arm: "These wounds are evidence."
"These injuries really have nothing to do with you."
"Really?"
"yes."
"There is no best," Ximen Longting actually didn't force her to admit it like before, he held her hand tightly and pressed it against his heart, "If it was, I would feel very sad."
"Ximen Longting, I am different from you. I can live without love."
Ximen Longting curled up his beautiful lips: "You are telling me that you can live without me. And you can live well."
"The world is like this. Whoever leaves it will not survive?" Jing Jiaren put down her sleeves and stopped him from looking at it. "I am very independent."
Jing Jiaren's eyes were wet. She didn't know why she felt so sad no matter what topic she talked about today.
She quickly turned her head and looked at the door, avoiding eye contact: "Strange, why hasn't the doctor come yet?"
Ximen Longting twisted her chin back: "I've always had a problem."
Jing Jiaren pushed back the fog in her eyes: "What's the problem?"
"You love me, why do you push me away?"
"Love does not mean possession. As long as the other person lives a happy life, I will be happy for him from the bottom of my heart. We are not happy together."
"The person I love can only give her happiness to me, and I don't trust what others can give her."
"Then you haven't thought that you can't give me happiness?"
Ximen Longting nodded, as if he was thinking about this question seriously. With his bangs hanging down, he said with deep concentration: "So, love does not mean being together."
"Um……"
Jing Jiaren's voice suddenly became hoarse, and she coughed uncomfortably: "Why are you asking these questions all of a sudden?"