2711. Chapter 2711 I am waiting for you in the ashes
As she reached out to take it, Ximen Longting grabbed her wrist: "Did I say you gave it to me?"
"I know, you are for Xiaomi."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"Jing Jiaren, if you use that urinal to entertain me again, you will know the consequences!"
Jing Jiaren had already received the trophy. She turned on the desk lamp and looked at it in the light.
[Jing Jiaren, I will wait for you in the future. When water comes, I will wait for you in the ocean; when fire comes, I will wait for you in ashes! - Ximen Longting]
Jing Jiaren had expected that he would write very sensational words...
But when she saw these words, her tears immediately overflowed and her throat became choked.
His fingers traced the carvings over and over again.
"Why, are you so moved?" Ximen Longting grabbed her chin with his big hand.
Jing Jiaren was speechless and just held the trophy tightly.
Ximen Longting leaned over and kissed her at the corner of her eyes: "This is my token of love for you. You can only accept it, and you will not marry me except me. Do you understand?"
He imitated her tone, but he spoke particularly arrogantly and wantonly.
Still full of Ximen Longting’s style.
Jing Jiaren stared at him and asked like him: "Is this a proposal?"
"Not yet, just the engagement!"
"...That doesn't count? Then when are you going to propose?"
Stupid woman, just propose marriage so casually?
Do you think I don't want to marry you?
Do you think you can escape in this life?
You are destined to be my wife, Ximen Longting!
It’s just that it’s not yet time…
Ximen Long Ting's bright eyes sparkled.
"Do you hate getting married?" Finally, he suppressed all emotions and shook her chin, "Are you also afraid that you won't be able to get married?"
"The worst case scenario is that one will never marry and the other will never marry. What should I be afraid of? Anyway, I have you by my side!"
Ximen Longting: "..."
"By the way, this sentence suits you very well..." Jing Jiaren said, holding up the trophy, "How did you come up with this?"
Especially touching.
Ximen Longting said in a solemn voice, "This is from Love's "Dialectic of Love."
[The water is knee-deep/submerged in the abdomen/inch by inch and reaches the throat
Two eyes floating on the river
Still bright/looking at a bluestone path
My ears listen to the rustle of the skirt's skirt caressing the thistles
Day by day/month by month/thousands of times rising and falling in my swollen body
The stone pillars are covered with green moss/The arms are covered with oysters/The hair is entangled in the rapids like a nest of water snakes/Clinging to the bridge piers
I'm waiting for you under Qianxun
Water comes/I wait for you in the water/Fire comes/I wait for you in the ashes...]
…
What a beautiful poem, a love that is so blazing that it destroys, a love that transcends death.
It really explains Ximen Longting very well.
Jing Jiaren fell in love with this artistic conception and searched for this poem on the Internet, and even asked Ximen Longting to buy a collector's edition of this poetry collection.
Then, she saw the second part, which echoed the love in the previous part:
[The wind is crazy/The raindrops are as fast as the sound of shoes crossing the bridge/Is it your rush to the appointment?
Holding that small umbrella, you and I spent the light rainy evening together
A pocket full of clouds and oaths that jingle like small copper coins
I'm waiting for you under the bridge/waiting for you to come running out of the rain/
The river surged / surged to the feet / waist / and would be immersed in the screaming mouth
The whirlpool is gradually expanding into the face of the deceased/I am starting to feel timid about facing the current
So cold/lonely and empty/like a fish after spawning
I'm sure you won't come...
As the saying goes, I wish to be a winged bird in heaven/I sadly plucked out a white feather/and then landed on the shore.
I am not ruthless/I only blame the water for coming faster than you/A bouquet of roses was swept away by the waves/One day it will float into your hands...]