【From now on, I will do all the hard work. You just need to enjoy being loved.】
【Jing Jiaren, I swear I will make you happy.】
Only in this way can these words impress her.
She had no love for him at first, but his pursuit was like a cup of warm water. She had lacked love since she was a child, and longed to be cared for and protected by someone.
[Try it, if I’m not good enough, you have the right to break up with me at any time.]
So they were together.
As he said, he cared for her meticulously, making her gradually rely on him in all matters big and small.
Gradually, he became an indispensable and close person in her life.
Shang Yanxuan hugged her tightly: "If you give up on me, it must be because I haven't done a good enough job."
"No, you've done a good job..."
"Give me a chance, and I'll be nicer to you." Shang Yanxuan said quietly, "Our love has always been about two people drinking together, I'll drink, you can do whatever you want."
Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered, and her heart ached and she felt suffocated.
Yes, he cheered and gave her all his love with all his heart and soul. No reservations.
It was him who was always giving, gradually spoiling her, making her think that all his efforts to her should be taken for granted.
So one day, when he was with another woman...she sentenced him to death without even giving him a chance to explain.
She felt too guilty and owed to him during this relationship, so she tried her best to preserve his comfort in front of Ximen Longting.
"Shang Yanxuan, everything you have done for me is enough, that's it!" Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "Don't continue to pay, you won't get anything in return from me... I will only give you
Empty it.”
Shang Yanxuan looked at her indifferently: "From the moment I fell in love with you, you have already hollowed me out."
"..."
"I never expected anything in return from you. As long as you are with me, give me a chance to love you."
"I originally imagined that it would be possible for us..." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "But now, I have a child."
One sentence is like thunder on the ground.
Shang Yanxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of shock and severe pain.
The pain was like a double-edged sword, stabbing each other.
"Whether this child will be born or not, I feel that his existence has separated us, and we are no longer in the same world," Jing Jiaren tried to smile, "The Jing Jiaren of the past is already dead."
"..."
"The current Jing Jiaren is what I hated the most. You won't like her either. She doesn't deserve your love anymore."
Shang Yanxuan frowned, his temples ached slightly, and he felt a white light flashing in his mind.
All the blood vessels in the body seemed to be clotting together.
Jing Jiaren's face gradually blurred, became clear, and blurred again in front of him...
His figure moved and suddenly fell forward. Jing Jiaren rushed to help him: "Yanxuan?"
Shang Yanxuan tried his best to stand still. His hot breath rushed toward her, and his breath sprayed hot on her neck: "Don't leave me..."
Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that his warmth was unusual.
"You have a fever?"
"Jing Jiaren, you can't leave me."
His arms suddenly hugged her, taking advantage of the situation to hold her tightly in his arms, preventing her from disappearing from his eyes again.
Jing Jiaren bit her lip: "Leng Lintian, you are not the Shang Yanxuan you used to be. You should wake up." [From now on, I will do all the hard work. You just need to enjoy being loved. 】
【Jing Jiaren, I swear I will make you happy.】
Only in this way can these words impress her.
She had no love for him at first, but his pursuit was like a cup of warm water. She had lacked love since she was a child, and longed to be cared for and protected by someone.
[Try it, if I’m not good enough, you have the right to break up with me at any time.]
So they were together.
As he said, he cared for her meticulously, making her gradually rely on him in all matters big and small.
Gradually, he became an indispensable and close person in her life.
Shang Yanxuan hugged her tightly: "If you give up on me, it must be because I haven't done a good enough job."
"No, you've done a good job..."
"Give me a chance, and I'll be nicer to you." Shang Yanxuan said quietly, "Our love has always been about two people drinking together, I'll drink, you can do whatever you want."
Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered, and her heart ached and she felt suffocated.
Yes, he cheered and gave her all his love with all his heart and soul. No reservations.
It was him who was always giving, gradually spoiling her, making her think that all his efforts to her should be taken for granted.
So one day, when he was with another woman...she sentenced him to death without even giving him a chance to explain.
She felt too guilty and owed to him during this relationship, so she tried her best to preserve his comfort in front of Ximen Longting.
"Shang Yanxuan, everything you have done for me is enough, that's it!" Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "Don't continue to pay, you won't get anything in return from me... I will only give you
Empty it.”
Shang Yanxuan looked at her indifferently: "From the moment I fell in love with you, you have already hollowed me out."
"..."
"I never expected anything in return from you. As long as you are with me, give me a chance to love you."
"I originally imagined that it would be possible for us..." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "But now, I have a child."
One sentence is like thunder on the ground.
Shang Yanxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of shock and severe pain.
The pain was like a double-edged sword, stabbing each other.
"Whether this child will be born or not, I feel that his existence has separated us, and we are no longer in the same world," Jing Jiaren tried to smile, "The Jing Jiaren of the past is already dead."
"..."
"The current Jing Jiaren is what I hated the most. You won't like her either. She doesn't deserve your love anymore."
Shang Yanxuan frowned, his temples ached slightly, and he felt a white light flashing in his mind.
All the blood vessels in the body seemed to be clotting together.
Jing Jiaren's face gradually blurred, became clear, and blurred again in front of him...
His figure moved and suddenly fell forward. Jing Jiaren rushed to help him: "Yanxuan?"
Shang Yanxuan tried his best to stand still. His hot breath rushed toward her, and his breath sprayed hot on her neck: "Don't leave me..."
Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that his warmth was unusual.
"You have a fever?"
"Jing Jiaren, you can't leave me."
His arms suddenly hugged her, taking advantage of the situation to hold her tightly in his arms, preventing her from disappearing from his eyes again.
Jing Jiaren bit her lip: "Leng Lintian, you are not the Shang Yanxuan you were before. Please wake up."