No one cared if she lived or died—except Shang Yanxuan.

After meeting Shang Yanxuan, he gave her all the favor. Like a father, like an older brother, and like the closest friend.

He was the one who was sad and needed someone to accompany her the most, and he was the one who gave her laughter and touch.

She had thought they would live like this for the rest of their lives, but—

Suddenly, her eyelashes were wet, and she murmured something uncomfortably, her hands scratching in the air.

A warm big grasp of her, so strong and wide liliang.

"Shang Yanxuan, weishenme is doing this to me?"

Ximen Longting frowned, and was about to withdraw his hand.

Jing Jiaren grabbed him: "Yanxuan, don't leave my ......"

The palm of the hand was tight, and it hurt to grasp hers.

Jing Jiaren felt that the bones of her hands were about to be crushed, but she was still reluctant to let go.

She once said to Shang Yanxuan:

[Either don't start, and once you start, don't tell me it's over.] 】

[I can only love one person in my life. Don't drain my love and throw me away again. 】

She has never been insecure, her heart is very sensitive, lonely, and her usual toughness is pretended.

Wrap your heart tightly like a cabbage, don't believe in or accept the people around you, but defense will hurt.

However, she also said:

[If one day you change your mind and don't love it, then tell me too, I don't want to be a person who knows. Don't worry, I will never pester you, I will disappear from your shijie. 】

More tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

She cried out in her dreams, which was completely different from the usual Jing Jiaren, curled up like a fragile child.

Never love again...... Won't love anyone......

Including you, Shang Yanxuan......

Ximen Longting's gaze was extremely complicated, with both sky-high anger and strong patience on his face.

It was as if fire and ice were facing each other in his heart.

The burning fire of jealousy was about to scorch him, and he almost wanted to leave this woman at once, and pull out all the men with the homonym "Shang Yanxuan" and shoot him.

Jing Jiaren's hand grabbed him and didn't let him go.

When she "needed him" the most, he couldn't get out of it, even if she misrecognized him......

The cold and arrogant face was half sideways: "Everyone is all caught?" ”

Wilson replied: "There are a few others who are not in City B for various reasons, such as studying abroad, and we have sent people abroad to arrest them, and it may take some time." ”

"Send me the one you caught first."

"Now?"

"Immediately!"

Wilson took the order and called his men to give orders.

Ximen Longting looked at Jing Huatian again, and his knife-like gaze frightened Jing Huatian back a few steps: "The flowers in the back garden were planted by him, which proves that he has been to Jing's house before?" ”

Jing Huatian's forehead was sweating: "Uh...... Be. ”

"Have you seen him?"

“…… Yes. ”

"I've seen him too," Jing Meilin cheered up and interjected, "My dad is busy with work, so he doesn't have many opportunities to go home, and he may not be impressed if he sees him, but I see him the most times, and if I see him again, I can definitely recognize it at a glance." ”

The red in Simon Longting's eyes was like the blood of the thick ink that had been splashed open, and it penetrated and blurred little by little:

"If you admit your mistake, do you know the consequences?"

A cloudy wind passed, and the branches outside the window shook violently.

Jing Meilin suddenly felt that Ximen Longting's eyes were terrifying like never before-