Jing Jiaren suddenly laughed until she burst into tears, and Shang Yanxuan's face suddenly appeared in her mind.
This was indeed her previous view on love, and it was because of this that she accepted Shang Yanxuan (Leng Aofeng)!
"Beauty, at that time I thought you were so sensible and courageous!"
Jing Jiaren looked at the shadows of furniture in the darkness: "Unfortunately, I am vulnerable now."
"You could do it before..."
"I used to be very selfish and self-centered," Jing Jiaren said bluntly, "I didn't love anyone at that time, so I can say it is so innocuous!"
"..."
"But it's different now, I have Ximen Longting." Jing Jiaren said each word slowly, but her words were firm.
"But the way you taught me before won't hurt you... You wouldn't have broken down and cried in despair like this before."
"Yes, I have never cried so sadly..." Jing Jiaren confessed, "But because of this, I have never been truly happy."
"Well?"
"Ximen Longting gave me a lot of happiness. A lot." So she decided to love him without hesitation, like a moth flying into the flame.
Even if it means taking her life, he won't hesitate.
Even though it hurts like hell now, it coexists with happiness... having him by her side is a kind of happiness.
"If Mr. Ximen really doesn't love you anymore, I mean hypothetically," Wen Xinnuan asked, "What will you do?"
Jing Jiaren thought for a while and said, "I will still love him."
"..."
"Love him with all my strength until my last love is used up...I will leave when he no longer needs me."
Wen Xinnuan took a deep breath and said, "Ah, Jiaren, you seem to have gone back to the time when I loved Luo Lei in Colombia... I thought the same way at the time, whether Luo Lei loves me or not, it's enough for me to love him. As a result
So miserable.”
Jing Jiaren covered her face with her hands, rubbed her eyes that were sore from crying, and whispered, "Ximen Longting and Luo Lei are different."
"I see you are really stuck."
After a pause, Wen Xinnuan asked, "I'm just asking you, do you think it's worth loving him?"
The Jing Jiaren she knew was proud of herself and had many suitors.
As long as she wants, she can have better happiness at any time.
Jing Jiaren said word by word: "He is worth it."
Of course Ximen Longting is worthy... If Ximen Longting is not worthy of her love, then who else can she love?
She thought she was sick, a disease called "love".
It was Ximen Longting who infected her.
Now, Ximen Longting is gradually recovering, but she is getting worse and worse...
She doesn't want treatment at all because she is a woman who once loves, she can't take it back.
…
The luxurious fitting room is surrounded by countless mirrors in a rhombus shape, reflecting each other and shining brightly under the crystal light.
Wearing a color like red wine, Ji Ziang adjusted his collar and put on the clothes Wen Xinnuan bought for him for the first time.
He had just taken a bath, his hair was wet, and his eyes and brows were filled with a strong sense of happiness.
The clothes Wen Xinnuan bought for him were all hung in a row in front of him.
He ran his fingers through it, looking for a matching jacket.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the bodyguard walked in to report the young lady’s whereabouts in the afternoon...
Ji Ziang's hand was stroking a tie. When he heard Luo Lei's name, he suddenly froze.
A paper bag was presented.
Inside are all the candid photos of Wen Xinnuan - whenever she goes out, any move she makes will be captured, and there are bodyguards watching her from a distance.