Commemorating Our Breakup [1130]
"I accidentally pressed the button and played your recording......"
"So you accidentally listened to it 99 times?"
It turns out that she listened to it 99 times?
Jing Jiaren didn't count, but she knew that she had been listening blankly in her mind for a long time.
Jing Jiaren's expression was normal: "I was about to take a bath, and I pressed it when I took it off." You know, my situation is not very convenient to turn it off again. β
"That's a terrible reason. Can you make up a better one? β
"What's more haode?" Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, "I know, Young Master Ximen actually just wants to hear it, and I can't help but listen to the recording because I miss you." β
"So, do you want me?" He asked in a cold voice.
"Yes."
Simon Longting's chest suddenly suffocated.
Jing Jiaren then said: "I just look in the mirror, and I will think of you." Thinking of everything you did to me that night. β
Simon Longting's breath was cold, and he reached out to stroke her bangs.
Jing Jiaren don't open her face:
"Didn't you make me hate you, I hate you, how could I not want you?"
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"I've even dreamed of when you're going to chase me back and get me back. Do you regret it again? Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, "The more I think about it, the more scared I become, and now, what I am most afraid of has come true." β
Jing Jiaren was indeed afraid, and her body spasmed slightly.
She does have nightmares every day...... Dream that Simon Longting treats her cruelly, or dream that something happened to Ximen Longting......
Ximen Longting's heart ached: "Jing Jiaren, I want you to tell the truth." β
"That's what I'm telling the truth. I know you're just trying to get me back! Now I didn't give you such a reason, so you're angry? β
He grabbed her wrist hard: "I'll think you accidentally touched the mechanism and saw the secret inside the surface." You're married, and what are you doing with my ring? β
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"To commemorate?" His voice was not loud, but it was powerful enough, "Commemorating our breakup!?" β
"No, quite the opposite. It's to keep it in mind. β
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"Isn't the burn scar you put on my forehead just to remind me of you when I look in the mirror? The same goes for this ring. It's a constant reminder of what I've been through with you. Jing Jiaren choked and laughed, "Looking at it, I will think of how happy I am now, and I will cherish happiness." β
Jing Jiaren said, took out her right hand, and on the ring finger of her right hand, it was the wedding ring that Leng Lintian gave her.
"The left hand is sad, the right hand is happy."
Simon Longting's heart is getting more and more painful.
His face was expressionless, cold as frost.
Jing Jiaren's heart is not uncomfortable.
"That's what you taught me." She tried to look at him strongly, "And for me." The left hand is pain, and the right hand is happinessβ"
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"With contrast, I will be more blessed."
Her words were like a big spoon digging into Simon Longting's heart.
So, he rushed back from France non-stop, just to let her stab herself again?
"Are you satisfied with this explanation?"
Jing Jiaren's cold voice echoed in the hall: "Satisfied, do you want to let me go back immediately." My husband is still waiting for me at home. β
She deliberately stabbed ~ provoked him.
Obviously, Simon Longting's blood-red eyes also showed that he had been stabbed~ excited.