Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

There was a stagnant silence in the car, Ximen Longting didn't speak, and she couldn't continue.

In the past, he was the one who tried his best to tease her and liven up the atmosphere.

It was only at this time that she realized how difficult it was...

The air is getting more and more oppressive.

Jing Jiaren finally opened the car door: "I'm going to get some air."

Knowing that Ximen Longting's car could not go away, she felt relieved and walked along the path towards the forest.

Ximen Longting looked at her thin back from the rearview mirror. He said he wanted to protect her and give her happiness with his own hands. He was the one who took her back again and again and forcibly kept her by his side.

He promised her a worry-free future...

But now, he was the first to abandon her!

Ximen Longting's eyes were so red that they seemed to be split open, blood was about to spill out continuously.

[Since we can't leave today, why not enjoy the time together? 】

Even a day, an hour, 10 minutes...

Even for a minute and a second, the time spent with each other is the most important thing.

Leave everything else aside.

Ximen Longting opened the door suddenly, and searched in the direction Jing Jiaren left.

He saw Jing Jiaren squatting in the grass full of daisies.

The sun leaks from the gaps in the trees, and the dew on the grass tip reflects the crystal light...

Her shoulders moved slightly, looking so weak and helpless.

Ximen Longting's heart twitched, he walked up behind her suddenly, grabbed her shoulder and pulled hard.

When Jing Jiaren stood up, her body fell into his hot arms.

Her eyes were dark and bright, with water flowing, but she didn't really cry...

Ximen Longting frowned: "What are you doing here!?"

He thought she was squatting secretly crying.

Jing Jiaren raised one hand, holding a handful of small daisies.

She just took off a bow on the dress as a tie, tied up the pole of the little daisy, and tied a small knot.

Ximen Longting frowned.Not only did she not cry, but she still wanted to pick flowers? !

"For you." Jing Jiaren stared at him and said, "You have sent me many flowers, but I haven't even sent you one."

Ximen Longting stared at the little flower.

In the gentle breeze, dazzling like a sky full of stars...

"The flower language of a daisy is the love hidden in the heart." Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes, "It's just like what was written in Musset's "Daisy"."

【I am in love, I don’t say anything, I just see you smiling in front of me;

I love, I only feel it in my heart, I don't need to know your feelings for me in your heart;

I treasure my secrets, and I cherish the faint sorrow, the sorrow that never turns into pain;

I swore I loved without any hope,

But not without happiness—

As long as I can see you, I am satisfied. 】

Jing Jiaren's voice sounded quietly in the empty forest.

She stroked his chin: "Ximen Longting, it's not that I didn't love you before, it's just that I loved you too silently. I thought love was a matter of one person. I love you and have nothing to do with you."

Ximen Longting looked at her deeply.

"But now I understand that love is a matter between two people." She clasped his five fingers, "It's just that I understand it too late."

"..."

"One day, if I meet my past self, I will definitely slap him." She smiled, "She has done too many wrong things."

She was smiling all the time, even with tears in her eyes, she smiled firmly and calmly.

However, in Ximen Longting's eyes, such a smile is more like a needle-pricking pain!