4712. Chapter 4712 But dare not stay a little longer
"Leng Lintian, you are really not suitable for getting angry."
Jing Jiaren said abruptly, "It's not appropriate to get yourself drunk."
It's like she's not fit to beg him in a low voice.
They are all losing touch with their nature...
Leng Lintian's body was bent, his head lowered, keeping a close distance, the smell of alcohol was constantly spraying out, and he was breathing heavily.
"Actually, it's not that difficult to face yourself." She raised her hand, holding the gift box, "I gave this to you."
"..."
“A belated New Year’s gift.”
Leng Lintian twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at it hopelessly, grabbed the gift, turned around, walked a few steps, and slumped back to the chair.
The wine bottle kicked by his foot rolled gurglingly.
The gift box was thrown coldly on the table.
"go out."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I'm warning you, don't blame me for being rude if you don't go out!" Leng Lintian's eyes were cold.
"I'll go." Jing Jiaren saw two bottles of unopened wine, picked them up and held them in her hands.
Leng Lintian still had half a bottle of wine on hand, the cork had been pulled out, and the smell of wine was evaporating from his mouth.
Jing Jiaren reached out to take it, but Leng Lintian grabbed it in his hand first: "I don't want you to be meddlesome!"
"Really? Then why do you always go to trouble to save me?"
Jing Jiaren grabbed the other end of the bottle. She had never been afraid of him: "Leng Lintian, look at how you look like an alcoholic now. This really doesn't look like you..."
"Then what do I look like!"
"Nothing is difficult for you, as long as you want to do... you can do it best."
Jing Jiaren paused with a smile on her lips, "Like an omnipotent god."
The omnipotent God?
Is this irony?
"You can save me from death so many times. Are you omnipotent or something?"
Leng Lintian stared at her in annoyance and confusion, facing a pair of sincere and clear eyes.
No deception, no plot, no resentment...
Yes, it's just the most frank concern for him.
The darkness somewhere in Leng Lintian's heart was slowly dissipating, and the moist black soil seemed to be sprouting.
He turned away stiffly.
"If you don't let go, I will recycle the gift."
"..."
Jing Jiaren tugged twice and found that his grip became looser, and she finally snatched the half bottle of wine.
As far as Jing Jiaren is concerned, what she has fought for is not just a bottle of wine——
Or is it Leng Lintian's depravity, giving up, and self-indulgence?
His persistent hand finally let go.
Jing Jiaren's smile aroused: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."
He walked into his world so easily and left easily.
The sound of the door closing softly.
Leng Lintian sat dejectedly, twitching the corners of his mouth. Jing Jiaren, you have the guts to come to me, but you don't dare to stay any longer!
If you have the guts to come, don't leave again... Since you chose to leave, why would you come back to provoke him?
"Damn it." He slammed his fist on the table. If she didn't come and tricked Leng Jiaren, he might as well just live in his dream like this.
Why did she come back to seduce the devil in his body and rekindle his hope... and then blame her ruthlessly, causing his last thread to collapse.
And now, what does Jing Jiaren mean by doing all this? Is he so easy to be fooled?
Leng Lintian fiddled with the bow on the gift box with his hands, which were as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Doesn't she know that every time he lets her go, it's a self-immolation. How much effort does that kind of decision cost him?