Jing Jiaren's eyes widened. Was he answering her last sentence? Even if she gave herself to him, he wouldn't save Ximen Longting?
"You were originally my wife... I have always saved your life." Leng Lintian curled his lips miserably, "You should have been mine a long time ago. Everything about you is mine..."
He said in a messy manner: "You want me to get it once, and you want to exchange his life?"
"Leng Lintian, what do you want?"
"It's very simple...marry me. Ask me to be your husband in front of him." Leng Lintian leaned his back against the wall and sneered.
"Don't even think about it!" Jing Jiaren refused decisively, "If you ask me to marry you a second time, I would rather die together with Ximen Longting!"
"..."
"Leng Lintian, your so-called love for me is to break up my family! This kind of love is bloody and selfish, I don't want it!"
Leng Lintian tightened his palms, and the metal hand made a creaking sound.
He did not forget who had his hand crippled...
How was he treated during the time when he lost his memory?
"Originally, when you showed up at my door today, I should have taken advantage of you, but you cried too ugly." He exhaled harshly, "Let's go."
"..."
"Let me go!"
He suddenly increased his voice and pulled the lamp next to him to the ground.
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face.
It seems that she really made a huge and extremely stupid decision tonight.
"Let's go, let's go before I change my mind..."
He yelled at her like a madman. This kind of Leng Lintian was particularly scary, but also very sad.
Jing Jiaren got out of bed and couldn't see clearly where her shoes were.
She walked a few steps with a sheet wrapped around her body, stumbling and being blocked by some fallen objects on the ground.
Suddenly the lights were turned on, and the blazing white light pierced Jing Jiaren's eyes. She subconsciously squinted, and the tears on her face were messy.
Leng Lintian stood by the door and looked at her coldly.
"Jing Jiaren, you deserve this."
When he was good to her, he was never cherished by her.
He held his heart in front of her and was trampled on by her.
"It's your own fault!"
He picked up his pants on the ground, opened the door, and slammed the door with a loud bang, which was quickly covered up by the roar of thunder.
Jing Jiaren stared blankly at the closed door, and finally he left first...
Jing Jiaren looked at her bare feet. The broken glass ashtray on the ground pricked her thumb, and a little blood leaked out.
She shrank her feet, retreated to the bed, and sat down slumped, her eyes dazed.
Leng Lintian was walking madly in the empty corridor of the hospital like a beast that had been beaten with a stick.
His metal hand hit the wall and the stair railing again and again.
He was originally a devil and thought Jing Jiaren's appearance could cleanse and purify his soul...
Finally, it was discovered that the devil broke out of the cage because he could not get love, and was devouring himself crazily and hurting her too.
His fist fell again, causing cracks in the glass bulletin board.
Jing Jiaren locked the door to her room, fearing that he would come back again.
When she was putting her clothes back on, her zipper hand was still shaking with fear...
Jing Jiaren secretly cursed herself for being hopeless, she was no longer a virgin, it was like being on the guillotine just now.
Jing Jiaren breathed hard. She was not afraid that her chastity would be destroyed, but that her love with Ximen Longting would be stained.