Jing Jiaren lay in bed for two days, and Ximen Longting definitely took great care of her.
As long as she moved her body, he would stare at her nervously:
"Thirsty?" "Hungry?" "Want to go to the toilet?"
Then feed her and drink by yourself, carry her to the bathroom, or help her bathe.
Jing Jiaren's spirits improved a little: "I want to get out of bed."
"No! You are sick."
"Ximen Longting, I don't want to spend all my time lying in bed, I want to do more meaningful things."
Ximen Longting stared at her angrily: "What is meaningful? Jing Jiaren, we have plenty of time!"
"You always like to say that... As a result, we thought there was too much time in the future and never cherished it."
Ximen Longting's eyes suddenly darkened.
"I don't have to get out of bed, but let me move around. I want to write something..."
"Write!"
Ximen Longting finally agreed, holding her in his arms and putting her in front of the desk.
Jing Jiaren picked up the banknotes and found a stack of letter paper...
After thinking about it, I wrote something.
While her hands can still write, while she can still speak, while she...
Suddenly a hand pulled out the letter: "What are you writing?"
"A letter to my future son."
Ximen Longting suddenly tore the letter paper into pieces: "I want you to say it with your mouth - Jing Jiaren, if you dare to send a letter, just try it!"
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"No writing allowed."
He took away her pen and threw it back into the pen holder.
"Ximen Longting, you are too domineering." Jing Jiaren coquettishly grabbed the corner of his clothes and tugged, "I'm just making secondary preparations. If it's no longer useful, why don't I tear it up when the time comes?"
Ximen Longting just combed her hair with his fingers and remained silent.
This atmosphere made Jing Jiaren so sad... She just wanted to do something.
"By the way, I have a gift that I forgot to give you."
"What gift?"
"I hid it, you can find it later."
Ximen Longting's voice tightened: "Where is it hidden?" He could dig it out even if he dug three feet into the ground.
"There's no rush now..." Jing Jiaren smiled, that's the picture of big love and little love.
"Where is it hidden?" he pressed.
"I told you there's no rush. I'll tell you later... Ximen Longting, I'm hungry."
"Just torture me as hard as you can!" Ximen Longting grabbed her wrist and glared at her bitterly, "If you don't torture me to death, you won't be able to sleep peacefully."
"How could it be... How could I bear to torture you?" Jing Jiaren's heart ached.
"Leng Lintian's wife," he stared at her fiercely, "he wakes up, and you want to fly into his arms."
here we go again……
Jing Jiaren was speechless: "I told you that I said that just to let Canglang recognize my identity."
"He woke up and you hid it from me," Ximen Longting couldn't help but mind this matter.
Leng Lintian slept in a coma for nearly 4 years without waking up...
All methods have been tried, and even the doctors are at a loss, thinking that Leng Lintian will become a living dead from now on!
But Jing Jiaren woke up Leng Lintian easily...
It's self-evident what this means.
"Do you want me to say I love you a hundred times a day before you are willing to do it?" Jing Jiaren was speechless, "Don't force me to become a verbose old lady!"
Ximen Longting said darkly: "If he wakes up, I will let him lie down again."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, you are mine, no one can compete with me for you! Even the God of Death wants to take you away!"