Ximen Longting grinned coldly: "I made things so ugly, and I am so incompetent - if I don't give up on myself, you may not like me?"
"I told you, you are doing it for my own good."
"Now let's talk about this - when I was doing your best, how did you stop me?!"
"It's not that things haven't happened yet. Of course I did everything I could to stop you. But in the end the stop failed and you did it." Jing Jiaren looked at him with wide eyes, "Even if it was wrong, if it had already been done, it wouldn't matter.
There is no room for regret. In that case, why should I blame you?"
"..."
"I didn't blame you at that time. I just tried every means to stop you, but I used the wrong method. I didn't consider your mood. I was wrong. I don't blame you. I have never blamed you."
Ximen Longting stared at her with red eyes.
Jing Jiaren felt very sad seeing him like this.
Holding his fisted hand tightly: "I'm sorry, I really want to apologize to you. But my personality... you know, I don't know what to call a sincere apology."
Ximen Longting's eyes became even scarlet.
"I don't want to quarrel with you at all, let alone over unnecessary things."
Jing Jiaren's eyes were also a little red, "Fool, you are a grown man, don't always act like a child."
Ximen Longting just looked at her fiercely.
"Put down the drink and give me your hand..." Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions. If she continued to speak, she was really afraid that she would cry. "When you encounter problems, you only use violence to solve them. That's called a reckless person. You...
A reckless man who always hurts himself!"
"..."
Jing Jiaren knelt on the ground, held his hand, and examined it carefully.
His hand probably hit something like a mace, and the stab wounds were bloody and bloody.
Every time he gets angry, it's his hand that suffers.
Jing Jiaren brought the medical kit and turned on the headlights.
The study was very quiet, and from time to time there was the sound of medicine bottles being put on the silver tray...
She disinfected him, applied powder, and bandaged him.
It was a bit difficult to do it with one hand, but she was very serious.
Finally, a bandage was wrapped around it, but there was no way to tie a bow on one hand: "Ximen Longting, lend me your right hand."
They are facing each other, and their right hands are facing the opposite direction.
"Hurry up, lend me your right hand!"
Ximen Longting raised his right hand stiffly and joined her in tying the bow.
With her big and small hands intertwined, she curled her lower lip: "Okay, it's done!"
Ximen Longting's breath smelled faintly of alcohol: "Why can you still laugh?"
Jing Jiaren said softly: "If I don't laugh, will I still cry?"
His right hand lifted her chin, and her face was lifted up, with crystal light shining in her dark eyes.
Ximen Longting stared at her until it hurt, and his voice was hoarse: "Jing Jiaren, do you know - what on earth did I do!?"
"I know, I know it all. Wilson told me."
"I ruined your life!!!"
"It's not as serious as you said... Even if Leng Lintian is not injected with poison now, his condition will not return to normal in a short time." Jing Jiaren sighed softly, "It wasn't you who killed him, maybe it was God's will.
Bar."
Her eyes were a little sour.
The voice was quiet, "Ximen Longting, I am not a hard-hearted person. I can see everything you have done for me."