Jing Jiaren was surprised when a middle-aged man wearing an apron said: "I am the manager of this small shop. I have been waiting for several months and you are finally here. I thought you wouldn't come..."
How many months? Jing Jiaren calculated the time, and it was probably before she fled to Colombia.
"What's in here?"
"I don't know. I just kept it for someone else. The person said that if you choose to flee, he will burn the photo album."
"..."
"If you choose to drown, the property will return to its original owner. Just take a look."
Jing Jiaren stroked the cover and wrote the same words as the slogan in gold foil.
It's a photo album.
When you open it, the first page is the villa on the island.
The entire European-style palace villa is lit up with bright lights at night...
Below it is written in English "This is how we met"
On the second page, she is sitting next to Ximen Longting having dinner with him, with a gift box in hand.
European-style long table, gold candlesticks, palace benches... there was a violin band playing next to it.
【This is your deposit.】
…
【It's really stingy to take action.】
【When you are pregnant with a child, you will receive a more valuable gift.】
[Then, I give it to you. This is your tip for serving me for two nights.]
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Below it is written in English [This is the beginning of our story]
Jing Jiaren covered her lips. Some people say that people who love to reminisce are old. Why does she always think of everything about her and Ximen Longting everywhere the more she lives?
She flipped through them one by one.
She saw a lot of photos that she had never seen before. Some were probably screenshots from surveillance videos, some were taken by servants, and some were captured on mobile phones...
I remember taking many photos before coming to Love Street, and many after coming.
But later, Jing Jiaren saw something similar in Jing Meixue's villa. She was heartbroken. After returning to the villa, she walked into Ximen Longting's study and took out all the photos and burned them.
I turned to another photo, a composite one. On the left, she was eating a big cake... and ended up eating 520 flowers. She remembered it very clearly.
On the right, Ximen Longting ate all the remaining cake alone.
【This is my self-punishment.】
Jing Jiaren's eyes widened and she turned to the last page.
[My favorite food is your cooking, my favorite sound is when you call my name, my favorite thing is exercising in bed with you, and my favorite memory time is the time I spent with you.
What I am most sad about is the loss of our child. What I am most afraid of is that you leave me. What I look forward to most is that you say you love me. What I desire most is to marry you and go home. All my joys, sorrows and joys are about you.
, I like you the most - I love you.]
Jing Jiaren's eyes were blurry with tears, and she looked down there -
【What I cannot forgive the most is my deception to you.】
[Give me ten days, and I will take care of everything. Nothing is more important than your safety, even if you misunderstand me, hate me, and leave me. - Ximen, XX, XX, XXXX]
Jing Jiaren's tears finally broke down and fell on the photo album.
The signing time happened to be the day before she discovered Jing Meixue, fainted Ximen and ran away...
Jing Jiaren's eyes were wet in disbelief. Why hadn't she noticed it earlier? She had never given him any trust.
Ximen Longting didn't dare to hand her the photo album directly, was he afraid that she would fall out?