"How on earth do you have to torture me before you are willing to do it!"
His hand went to grab her blade, and she held it tightly in her hand and refused to let go...
Ximen Longting's palm faced the blade, and blood was drawn from it.
Seeing the blood beads rolling out, Jing Jiaren's heart immediately tightened in pain. Her tightly pinched fingers let go and the blade fell to the ground.
Ximen Longting took Jing Jiaren's arm and walked out of the bathroom.
There is a medicine kit on the bedside table. This is just a minor injury and there is no need to call a doctor.
Ximen Longting placed her on the bed, opened the cabinet and found the tools...
It was obviously a minor injury, but looking at the wound, he couldn't put his hands on it.
Ximen Longting seemed to remember that he had seen a wound on her arm before, but the wound was very shallow. His reason was destroyed by anger, and he never cared about where her wound came from, and did not even ask!
For a while, she wrapped it up with band-aids or gauze...
He didn't even bother to observe her injuries.
"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren raised her other hand and touched his face, "Is that you?"
Isn't she in Leng Lintian's territory?
Leng Lintian injected Leng Aofeng with the potion that transformed her into a wolf... as a condition for her to return to him.
Why is Ximen Longting here?
The man's big hands skillfully sterilized and put gauze on her, held her face, and kissed her on the forehead.
"Tell me, why did you leave me and be with Leng Lintian?"
I have never found the answer to my misunderstanding.
It used to be because she didn't love him...
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips and looked away ruthlessly: "What are you doing here? Aren't we no longer related?"
"..."
"Ximen Longting, go! You are not welcome here!"
This was her usual attitude towards him before, this liar who was not clever at all.
Is she a stupid woman? She hides everything in her heart and carries it on her own... would rather abuse herself?
"Tell me, Jing Jiaren!" Ximen Longting pinched her chin, but she refused.
"Please be respectful, I am Leng Lintian's wife now..." Jing Jiaren distanced herself from him, "Where is Leng Lintian?"
Ximen Longting closed his eyes hard, and his whole body was filled with trembling forbearance.
In the past few days, she often woke up from crying in the middle of the night, and then pressed the number in the toilet with her mobile phone.
That was Ximen Longting's previous number, but after they broke up, he abandoned it.
She dials an empty number every night and talks to herself...
On the phone, she would say that she missed him, how much she missed him... She apologized to him, I'm sorry, over and over again...
She asked him if he was doing well, if he ate on time, didn't drink too much, didn't go without sleep...
All her care is directed to a cell phone that will never answer.
But once she faced him, she was so ruthless and indifferent.
What's all the problem?
Ximen Longting stared at his palm, which was still stained with blood from her self-abuse cuts.
"Because I'm domineering and fierce, you think I'm not a trustworthy man."
Ximen Longting's tone was suppressed, "Besides making you despair and making you so scared that you ran away from me, what else have I done?"