"I knew you would cry," Ximen Longting frowned and wiped her tears, "That's why I didn't want you to listen!"
"..."
"Then I had you. You stayed with me." He whispered in her ear.
But when she thought of how she escaped like that, hurting Ximen Longting's heart again and again...
In the dark world, he just wanted to seek a ray of warmth and hold on tightly, but she wouldn't let him.
The more I think about it, the more it hurts!
"Jing Jiaren, want to make it up to me? The best way is to stay by my side...hear?"
"Yeah. Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren choked up, "No matter what happens...we...will never separate..."
From now on, compensate him twice as much.
"If you cry any more, you'll go blind." He held her in his broad palms and took her back to the bathroom. "I won't marry a blind man!"
I did cry too much these days.
Ximen Longting wet the towel and helped her wipe her face clean.
The two took the opportunity to have some tenderness inside, and hugged each other closely for more than ten minutes with a kiss.
When I went out, I saw my son still writing at the desk, but his posture was a little wrong.
Jing Jiaren and Ximen Longting looked at each other, rushed up immediately, and saw her son lying unconscious on the table, still holding a pen in his little hand.
"SUN? Son?!"
Jing Jiaren shook the little guy, "He fainted again?"
Ximen Longting picked up SUN and pressed his forehead: "The fever hasn't gone down yet. Call the doctor to see him!"
The doctor was probably vomiting blood. He was called several times today...
Ximen Longting was treated just now, and in the blink of an eye Wilson called him over.
It was obvious that he was running. He was gasping for breath even as he entered the door...
Ximen Longting grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the bed: "Why is his high fever not cured yet?"
"I'll treat it immediately, treat it immediately!"
"Take his temperature, how much is it!?"
"Measure now, measure immediately..."
"Speed!" Ximen Longting pulled him hard on the bed, "If you can't do even the smallest thing well, you don't have to hang around here."
Ximen Longting, this is Master Ximen’s territory, have you forgotten again? The eldest young master’s temper is really showing?
However, Ximen Longting turned around and saw Jing Jiaren smiling.
"why are you laughing!?"
"Now I finally see clearly the way you love," Jing Jiaren said quietly, "It turns out that when you yell at others and lose your temper, it is also a form of love."
"..."
"Ximen Longting, the way you love is so violent and special!"
Ximen Longting stared at her with his beautiful red eyes: "If you want to hurt me, just say it. No need to beat around the bush."
"Did I hurt you? I was praising you..."
Ximen Longting sat down on the chair, his handsome face was tense and he didn't speak.
Jing Jiaren smiled and stroked his hair: "I always thought you didn't love Sun. I'm so happy to see you so nervous about him."
"I'll accept everything from you." He was so heroic, "How dare I not love what you love?!"
Jing Jiaren moved slightly, held his face and asked, "That's it? No love between father and son?"
Ximen Longting took her hand away and said with a dark face, "No!"
"Awkward dad!" Jing Jiaren sighed, "Even if you don't admit it... neither of you have ever been honest anyway. I understand, I understand."
"What the hell do you know?"
"Using bad words is also a way of loving you..."
"..."
"The same goes for beating people."
It is better when Ximen Longting is irritable than when he is indifferent.