"I don't forgive you." He said with great sinisterness.
"..."
"Do you hear me clearly? I will never forgive you for your betrayal!" His eyes were dim and his jaw was tense.
Jing Jiaren looked at him in slight surprise.
"I will never forgive you for what you did to me until I die—"
Her heart ached like a hand stirring.
She really doesn't understand Ximen Longting's unprovoked hatred...
How could Leng Aofeng make him so crazy?
"I don't forgive you," he coughed again, "I hate you."
I hate you.
These three words stabbed me like a dagger.
He repeated in a heavy voice: "If you dare to leave, I will hate you more every day!"
Jing Jiaren's eardrums were buzzing, and his words seemed to be amplified by sound effects in her ears.
After three and a half years of loneliness, he lived only for one belief, which was to avenge her death.
But she didn't die, she lived happily...
He was like a zombie, he loved her to the point of death, and he loved her to the point of giving up everything.
As a result, she gave him the greatest sarcasm.
How could he not hate her! Hate her——
The crazy hatred burning in Ximen Longting's eyes was about to scorch Jing Jiaren.
"If hating me makes you feel better, then hate me." Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "Actually, hating someone is much easier than loving someone."
Ximen Longting's eyes were cold.
She wants him to hate her, and she doesn't want him to love her. It's always been like this.
She said something similar a long time ago...
Only now did he understand!
"Christmas... I have a gift for you." Jing Jiaren said hesitantly, "I will leave after Christmas."
"roll."
"I've been at the Animal House during this period. If you need anything, just come to me." Jing Jiaren's eyes were calm, "Just think of it as my compensation for you?"
"I told you to get out!"
…
Just then the servant opened the door and came in. He was supposed to change the medicine for Ximen Longting. Seeing this scene, he was instantly embarrassed and at a loss.
Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to stand up, took two steps back and said, "Help your young master back to bed..."
"I can't help you, can you help me?"
"Then ask the two bodyguards to come and help you." Jing Jiaren turned her face away, "I'm leaving."
The suffocating atmosphere in the room made it impossible for her to stay for a moment.
She felt as if her heart was being thrown into high-pressure air, and she was about to die violently...
Not daring to look at him again, she turned around and walked out quickly.
As soon as she left his room, Jing Jiaren's strength could no longer be maintained, and she burst into tears like crazy.
She resolutely wiped away her tears, returned to her room, picked up the sleeping SUN, and woke her up...
When the mother and son walked out of the villa, SUN lay on Jing Jiaren's shoulder and vaguely saw balloons flying in the sky.
"Queen...look..."
Of course Jing Jiaren saw it at a glance——
Pink, heart-shaped balloons...
Others are pouring out from the window of Ximen Longting's room.
Two servants stood in front of the window, "driving" out all the masterpieces she had worked hard on all night.
Jing Jiaren's heart was aching and her lips were pale.
SUN hugged her neck: "Queen, I'm about to fall."
Jing Jiaren's whole body was weak, and her arms felt as if they were not her own. She had never felt so strenuous holding SUN.
As I got in the car leaving the villa, I kept seeing balloons floating in the sky on the way down the mountain...