She doesn't need his waiting, no matter how much he waits, he won't be able to wait.
"Say, say you love me."
"..."
"Why, is this lie so difficult for you?"
The rain became heavier, and Jing Jiaren's vision was quickly blurred.
Her heart ached so much that she wanted to cry. She opened and closed her mouth a few times and heard her own voice whispering, "I love you."
She stood up and held his hand again: "I love you, I only love you..."
"You love me and him too? Really?"
"No, I only love you. I have never loved any man except you."
"Lie!" He stretched out his hand again.
This time Jing Jiaren stood firm and did not fall to the ground.
The rain was so heavy and the temperature was so low that every drop of rain fell like a knife.
Jing Jiaren picked up the umbrella that was blown far away by the wind and ran back, holding it on Ximen Longting's head again: "Let's go, don't stay here anymore, it's very cold... you will get sick."
"..."
"I can't bear to have you sick, and I can't bear to see you unhappy. But what should I do?" Jing Jiaren grabbed him at a loss, "Don't force me."
Ximen Longting's hands were as stiff as iron.
"Simon...I beg you not to force me like this..."
Her pleading voice pierced his heart like a knife.
"I forced you?"
"..."
"I didn't put a knife on your neck to force you to come!" He pinched her chin with his fingers.
Jing Jiaren's jaw was so painfully clenched.
"Without hope, there is no disappointment - why did you come?" He squeezed her hard, "You shouldn't have come, you should have been more ruthless to me!"
"..."
"You are ruthless, but you cannot be ruthless. You want to escape from me, but you always come to provoke me..." Ximen Longting pulled her into his wet arms, "So you deserve to die."
"..."
"You really deserve to die!!!"
He bit Jing Jiaren's lips violently.
He wasn't kissing her, he was gnawing at her violently like he was venting his anger...
Her lips were bleeding, and her heart was in pain.
Jing Jiaren's body was exhausted and weak, she was almost unconscious from the cold, and she allowed his rough hands to manipulate her and ravage her.
The heat between the two of them was rising in the rain and mist. Jing Jiaren's teeth were trembling and she was so cold that she could hardly speak.
Her coat was pulled off, and she was wearing only a thin home clothes, which were soaked by the rain.
The rain made her body almost pale...
"Ximen Longting, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
"Shut up!"
"sorry……"
"I told you to shut up!" He grabbed her chin, forcing her to speak. "I don't despise your apology."
Jing Jiaren held his hand tightly: "What do you want me to do to make you believe me? I don't love him... I have always only loved you... I can swear it."
"..."
"If I tell half a lie about my love for you, thunder will strike and I will go to hell after death."
Ximen Longting's violent figure paused and stared at her sinisterly.
"I will never be reincarnated..."
He smiled slowly: "Aren't you afraid that you will really go to hell after death?"
Jing Jiaren's throat was choked.
"If you tell lies, you will be punished by God."
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder exploded.
Jing Jiaren's back stiffened, and she grabbed him with her pale fingers: "It's thundering, let's stay away from this tree."
"It's thundering, so you're scared!?"
"Ximen Longting, can we talk somewhere else?"
"Only those who lie are afraid of thunder! You are afraid of being punished by God!"