Jing Jiaren struggled twice and couldn't stand up. She hugged her knees with her hands and buried her head between her legs.
She rarely cries, even less often in front of so many people...
Even in front of Ximen Longting, she would try her best to show off her strength, and shed her tears when she was alone.
But now, uncontrollable sadness swept over her.
Jing Jiaren's shoulders were shaking.
If Ximen Longting just accepts Leng Jiaren and regards Leng Jiaren as herself, does it mean that there is no such thing as her in the world?
Even if she had a car accident here, he wouldn't be sad.
Moreover, he never knew that she had actually left...
"beautiful woman."
A deep voice sounded above her head.
Jing Jiaren was extremely surprised and raised her head suddenly. A slender figure stood in front of her, with straight legs, wearing a British coat, wickedly curled lips, and red eyes like gems.
Jing Jiaren looked at him with blurred eyes: "Ximen Longting..."
"..."
"Ximen Longting, you bastard!"
Jing Jiaren didn't know where the strength came from, and she suddenly stood up on the ground and rushed towards him.
A heavy embrace.
Jing Jiaren hooked his neck. One leg was so painful that it couldn't touch the ground, so she had to curl up and stand on one leg.
Most of the weight of the body rests on him...
"I thought you left and never came back... I thought you didn't need me anymore if you wanted Leng Jiaren!"
Jing Jiaren's tears touched his chest, and she shouted hoarsely: "I am Jing Jiaren, I am."
"..."
"You see clearly, I am your Jing Jiaren."
The hug stood stiffly, not moving at all.
That nightmare made her very scared. If Leng Jiaren took her place in the future, who should she be? She didn't want to stay by Leng Lintian's side and be Leng Jiaren for the rest of her life!
No response for a long time.
That embrace is very cold...
A gust of cold wind blew. She was not wearing a coat, and her body was cold and she shivered.
Jing Jiaren gasped vigorously: "Ximen Longting, are you talking?"
Tears and snot fell from her nose, and her worn nose hurt when the tears touched her. When she raised her face, she saw Leng Lintian's silent face.
Jing Jiaren paused for a moment and was about to step back.
Unable to stand on one foot, she was caught in his arms and held tightly before she fell.
"Don't run around on the road in the future," Leng Lintian said in a gentle voice, "What should I do if there is a car accident?"
"..."
"Beauty, you scared me to death."
His hair was messy and dripping with sweat.
A pair of black pupils are full of worry...
Leng Lintian took off his coat, draped it over her body, and carefully separated her tear-stained hair.
A terrible heartache flashed in his eyes when he saw the scratches on her nose and chin!
Fortunately, it was just a skin injury...
Leng Lintian checked her body: "Where else is it injured? Can't you move your left foot?"
Jing Jiaren was like a dull puppet, letting him swing until he carefully lifted her up horizontally.
Jing Jiaren's eyes were empty... It wasn't Ximen Longting, it wasn't him...
Just know, how could Ximen Longting come back? It's enough for that idiot to hold Leng Jiaren! For him, it doesn't matter as long as there is a woman who looks exactly the same, but whose personality, temperament and experience are all different.
[Don’t worry, I’ll be replaced by a beautiful woman in two days. I didn’t intend to write too cruelly.]