Behind him, Wilson answered the phone again and came back to ask Ximen Longting:
"Master, part of the wedding decoration requires you to go there in person."
Ximen Longting raised his eyes lightly: "Prepare the car."
"Ximen Longting, didn't you agree to accompany me in the morning?"
"After tomorrow, I will always be with you, and you won't be able to drive me away even if you want to. Are you satisfied?"
"No, I want it today."
"Jing Jiaren," Ximen Longting's red eyes stared at her sharply, "What happened?"
Jing Jia's heart trembled: "No..."
"You are not an unreasonable woman."
"You also know that I usually ask very little of you. How long have you been with me?" Jing Jiaren clenched her fists slightly, "Why does the wedding have to be tomorrow? Can't it be postponed?"
"I have everything ready, now you want to talk to me about postponement?"
"the day after tomorrow?"
"I checked the weather forecast. Tomorrow is the last sunny day. Starting from the day after tomorrow, it will rain continuously for a week."
Jing Jiaren understood that this was the case, so he raced against time. It is estimated that their escape was also related to the heavy rain.
Jing Jiaren sighed: "In that case, fine."
"Be good, wait for me at home." He held her hand and kissed the back of her hand, "Tomorrow I will give you all of me."
Jing Jiaren's eyes suddenly became wet and she responded: "Okay."
Ximen Longting stood up, his chair scraping the ground with a harsh monosyllable.
Jing Jiaren also stood up quickly: "Wait a minute."
He stood tall and majestic.
Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand, smoothed his crooked tie, tied it, and carefully straightened his shirt collar.
Ximen Longting laughed softly: "A little farewell is better than a wedding."
"Um?"
"I neglected you for a while because I was busy. It seems necessary." He smiled slyly, "You were very enthusiastic last night."
Jing Jia's heart was choked and she could not speak.
"You are also very reluctant to let me go now... Jing Jiaren, do you finally know how important I am when I'm not by your side?"
"You..." Jing Jiaren's voice was slightly hoarse, "Did you neglect me on purpose?"
"Part of it." The other part is to avoid too much contact to prevent him from going into heat.
"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren was exhausted, "What a fool."
Ximen Longting didn't understand: "Why are you so stupid to let you know my importance?"
"It's nothing... you said before that no matter what you have done, even if it is wrong, you will not regret it. Right?" Jing Jiaren raised her bright eyes and looked at him, "Ximen Longting, I don't care about you.
Whatever you do, you don’t need to regret it after you do it.”
Ximen Longting vaguely felt that there was some kind of hint in her words...
He wanted to ask in detail, but Wilson held the phone and said, "Master, please answer the phone. I can't tell him clearly?"
Ximen Longting reached out to take the phone, made a farewell gesture to her, and walked out of the restaurant while talking on the phone.
He ate all the noodles she made, not even a morsel of soup left.
She couldn't help but follow Ximen Longting's back out, walked across the yard, stood in front of the gate, and watched him bend down to get in the car.
The light of morning light shines over, and the clip of him getting into the car turns into a projection...
For a long time to come, it remained a still picture in Jing Jiaren's mind.
At that moment, she wanted to rush forward and tell him - Ximen Longting, don't leave!