Tears couldn't help but overflow from the corners of his eyes and drip into his broad palm.
"Didn't I tell you to stop thinking about it?" Ximen Longting frowned, "Have a good sleep, tomorrow is a new beginning."
Sorry. Ximen Longting.
What Jing Jiaren is sad about is not only the loss of her child, but also her inability to keep their only bond.
Regardless of whether Ximen Longting blames her or not, she blames her, and it is hard to escape the blame...
Ximen Longting cleaned her whole body, dried her with a towel, wrapped her in a big bath towel, carried her to the bed and helped her change into pajamas.
Jing Jiaren was already sleepy at this time. Leaning next to him, he could give her reassuring strength.
"Go to sleep."
Kiss her forehead.
Ximen Longting was sleeping next to her: "If you have a nightmare, I'm here."
Today he was gentle like she had never shown before, so gentle that she almost thought it was an illusion, a dream. When she woke up from the dream, everything would return to reality.
Jing Jiaren held his big palm tightly.
Ximen Longting held her back and intertwined his fingers.
Jing Jiaren suddenly wanted to say those words and express her feelings——
"I love you.
"Stop talking. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Ximen Longting rubbed her walnut eyes. It was already past 3 o'clock in the evening.
Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip. Well, if this was really a dream, she would have to wake up sooner or later.
The next day, the weather was gloomy, with lightning and thunder outside the window, and heavy rain.
It was as if God was grieving and roaring over the baby's passing.
A cell phone ringtone came from somewhere, ringing persistently...
Ximen Longting frowned slightly and woke up. His personal mobile phone would be turned off at night, naturally because he was afraid of disturbing the person next to him.
Once something happens, Wilson will report it to him immediately, so his mobile phone is basically of little use.
The ringtone of the cell phone was still ringing, and it was obviously not Ximen Longting’s cell phone.
Jing Jiaren was disturbed by the ringing of the bell and arched her body impatiently in Ximen Longting's arms.
He gently let go of the person in his arms and walked down to find the source of the sound.
Finally, he took out a female mobile phone from under the bedside table...
【Give me a mobile phone.】
[Yes, a mobile phone that can communicate with the outside world... As long as you give me the SD card, I can give it to you. 】
[Whether I want to run away or not is not your turn. Do you think he will like you if I run away? 】
Ximen Longting's handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and he immediately thought of what he heard at the door of the room that day. He didn't expect this woman to be so brave as to do this!
How did Jing Jiaren know that although she had muted her phone, the phone Leng Xinqi gave her had a remote control function.
Even if she turns off her phone, as long as the battery still has power, the other party can turn her phone on.
Ximen Longting glanced at the sleeping Jing Jiaren, walked into the bathroom coldly, and picked up the phone.
"Why are you just answering the phone now?" Leng Lintian's charming voice came, "You little idiot, maybe you haven't woken up yet."
"..."
"Tell me how you want me to help you."
Ximen Longting raised his hand, the phone fell on the wall, and the battery board popped out.
He could also recognize Leng Lintian's voice as it turned to ashes.
He punched the sink so hard that the glass mirror instantly cracked.
His heart was suppressed and he rubbed his aching temples, wishing he could immediately grab the woman on the bed and question her.
Resisting the urge to kill, I picked up the cell phone and connected it to the electrical panel.