Ximen Longting put down the pliers, and his face was resolute......

The ring of the rose slipped to the ground.

He grabbed her arm: "Beauty, I want to taste the pain I give you." ”

Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand violently, but the slap that fell in the air did not fall.

She was reluctant to hit him.

Grabbing his shoulders, she shouted loudly: "Simon Longting, I beg you to be sober!" ”

Look what he's done......

"I love you, I don't want to be sober." His voice was very low.

Jing Jiaren smelled the burnt smell and saw the wound on his chest, the same rose scar.

Immediately reached out and pressed the service bell: "You must take the medicine right away." ”

"Beauty, forgive me? Well? He pinched her chin and kissed her lips tentatively.

Jing Jiaren turned her face away: "I forgive you." ”

Simon Longting's eyes lit up, and he was about to take her into his arms.

"Forgiveness doesn't mean I promise to be with you."

“……”

"Simon Longting, don't you think our personalities really don't fit?"

"If you don't promise me, it proves that you haven't forgiven me."

"It's not!"

"There are no two people who are perfectly suitable, only two people who accommodate each other." Simon Longting clenched her hand, "What do you want, I depend on you for everything." I'll accommodate you. ”

Jing Jiaren was speechless. He didn't even understand the specific meaning of accommodation. He's just talking.

"I'll change it, give me a chance?"

“……”

If he wasn't strong, domineering, or fierce, he wouldn't be Simon Longting.

She didn't want to change his personality and polish his sharp angles......

"Don't deny me all because of these things, and keep me at home for at least 60 years?" He buried his head and kissed her neck hard.

Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, he was really a child emotionally. There is only one tendon in the brain!

Maybe it's because of the lack of father's love and mother's care since childhood.

A child who lacks love who has not enjoyed any love is so caught off guard when he encounters feelings.

The nurse quickly knocked on the door and came in......

I saw the picture of Simon Longting burying his head and kissing her, and he was so embarrassed that he went in and out.

Jing Jiaren pushed his head away: "He was burned, please bring some burn medicine." ”

"Good ......"

"Wait," Jing Jiaren shouted, "to be the most haode." ”

“haode。”

As soon as the door closed, Jing Jiaren was suppressed on the bed, and Ximen Longting clasped her fingers with ten fingers.

"Beauty, we all have the same imprint on us now."

Jing Jiaren's gaze fell on his chest.

"So it's no longer a painful memory, but proof of love?"

Jing Jiaren: "......"

"I want you to think of me when you see the mirror in the future...... It's not hate. ”

"What's that?"

"My love for you." He curled his lips, "And when I see it, it will think of you, and always remember that you are the love of my life." ”

"I'm sure you don't need to burn this scar, you won't forget it all the time." Jing Jia's heart was distressed, the moment he burned down, she seemed to have experienced the pain of branding again.

"Maybe I'm old and can't remember you......" he said in a deep voice, "I can't say that I forgot about you." ”

"Really?" She wished he had forgotten about her soon.

"When I see this rose brand, I remember." He stroked her forehead, "Even if I forget you a hundred times - don't worry, I'll remember." ”