"It's two children who were kicked alive by Master Ximen..." Jing Jiaren's throat tightened, "How pitiful."
"Don't think so wildly, it's already a thing of the past."
There are some things neatly placed in the box, including pocket watches, necklaces, hairpins, photo albums...
Jing Jiaren took something to look at and then carefully put it back.
As expected, here are all the things Mr. Ximen once gave to Miss JANE.
And every time Jing Jiaren picks up something, she will remember that Ximen Longting once gave it to her.
Pocket watch-watch, necklace-love of the world, photo album-Ximen Longting also gave it away in Love Street...
Jing Jiaren opened a beautiful ring box and saw a black diamond ring.
She remembered the camellia ring that Ximen Longting once gave her.
Jing Jiaren opened a rolled-up cowhide painting, which was a portrait of Miss Jane.
It's just that this painting is not an ordinary ink painting, but is pressed with special materials. This handiwork takes at least several months to complete...
Master Ximen created it for her?
Jing Jiaren rolled up the picture and tied it back with a ribbon.
"I didn't see the diary," Jing Jiaren said disappointedly, "because the diary was not given to her by Mr. Ximen, so it was not treasured by her as a precious object."
Leng Lintian sat opposite her with his long legs down. His hands were dirty and he just looked at it coldly.
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but pick up the pocket watch again...
Because she saw that the second hand was still moving.
It has been buried in a dark place for more than ten years, but it is still running, witnessing the flow of every time.
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but open the watch cover and heard the piano music "Christmas Rose".
Recalling the watch Ximen Longting gave her, she had to hear it 99 times before the mechanism would turn on——
[You ran away 100 times, but I only chased you 99 times - the last time I didn’t chase you, I ran with you.]
Ximen Longting's arrogant words were still clearly echoing in her ears.
Do couples like to give these things as gifts, or are Ximen Longting and Ximen Fenglie really close in mind?
Anyway, Jing Jiaren opened the photo album with a heavy heart...
I saw many photos of Ximen Fenglie and Miss JANE.
In addition to the gorgeous retro background and costumes from the last century, their hugging postures and the places they visited - pastures, seaside, squares, under the big clock, playgrounds, forests with elk...
Most of them were visited by Jing Jia and Ximen Longting.
In a grand castle, JANE and Ximen Fenglie were dressed in handsome riding suits, riding high-horse horses, looking at the camera.
Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered, as if those two people were automatically brought into her and Ximen Longting...
"Wife?"
Leng Lintian's voice suddenly rang in her ears.
Jing Jiaren suddenly closed the photo album: "What's the matter?"
"You're so lost in thought that I didn't hear you even after I called you several times."
Jing Jiaren closed the photo album. Not only did the box she dug out not contain what she wanted, but it was more like a curse, tightly linking this generation with the previous generation.
"Young Master Ximen is very handsome," Jing Jiaren shook her head, "You and Ximen Longting are like twin brothers."
"..."
"And I am also very similar to Miss JANE..."
Jing Jiaren curled her lips bitterly, "The more I look at their past, the more scared I become. It's like they've been cursed."
Leng Lintian stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, but was afraid that the mud stains from the injury would stain her.