"Guilty? Are you afraid?" Ximen Longting suddenly reached out and smoothed her bangs that were blown by the wind.
His fingers seemed to have a cold breath.
He leaned over and leaned into her ear: "It's too late."
Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly suffocated.
"Perhaps I'm a fan of the authorities. I liked you too much before, so I stood in the puzzle you set and couldn't see clearly." He looked at her with a strange expression, "Now I can see clearly..."
Can Jing Jiaren say that her heart feels like being struck by an axe?
She has always been an arrogant person who refuses to compromise, but when facing Ximen Longting, she has lowered her position to the lowest level.
Why is it that the humbler she is, the colder she gets?
Suddenly I thought of Mama Jing. No matter how she avoided it, she was still following Mama Jing's old path.
She once behaved in a way that she could not understand or even disdain, but she had already done it without knowing it.
Love has a strange magic power that makes you become less and less like yourself.
"I've explained everything I can... If you insist on thinking this way, no matter how much I say, it's just sophistry."
"..."
"In your eyes, if I don't explain it, it means I don't love you, but if I explain it, it means I feel guilty."
"..."
"No matter what I do, you have your own explanation...you insist on thinking the worst about me," Jing Jiaren smiled softly, "Why don't you just say that you are getting tired of me."
Her kindness and strength are all unnecessary in Ximen Longting's eyes.
All her advantages turned into shortcomings, and she suddenly became useless...
"You are better than you are self-aware."
Ximen Longting stood up straight, opened the fence and walked out.
Wilson hurriedly followed, and sighed softly when he passed by Jing Jiaren.
Jing Jiaren tightened her fingers and saw Ximen Longting getting into the car.
She took a deep breath and gave it her last try: "Tomorrow is the seventh day we agreed. Have you thought about the answer...I'll wait for you."
I wonder if Ximen Longting heard it.
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and took two steps forward——
"Ximen Longting, did you hear that? No matter how you want to deal with our relationship, you will come tomorrow and we will make it clear."
Break up or stay together.
Are they willing to compromise one more step for each other; or are they really not suitable and part ways.
Jing Jiaren wants a definite answer.
…
In the morning, the carpenter will do the final finishing work, and the painter will paint the last part.
The paint is not dry yet and the smell is very strong. It will take a few days to dry...
Fortunately, Jing Jiaren’s venue is outside.
She hired a few workers to spread the lanterns she bought on the open space and hung 8 lanterns.
In addition, steel wires were set up to hang wishing bottles...
Each bottle contains a paper star and a photo.
The wishing bottles are tumbled and rotated in the air by the wind, and when they collide together, they make a crisp sound like wind chimes.
SUN followed Jing Jiaren's arrangement and arranged the candle cups in a glyph pattern on the open space.
【Ximen】(The word Ting is too complicated, put out the candle cup.)
Of course, this is just a venue. Jing Jiaren naturally knows that she cannot impress Ximen Longting with these childish things.
She was holding a small square box, about the size of two palms. What was inside was... what Ximen Longting wanted, and everything Jing Jiaren wanted.