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

Jing Jiaren clutched his sleeve: "You just left me and left...Aren't you afraid that something will happen to me!?"

"I will send someone to pick you up and protect you all the way." He has already made up his mind, "I will send you back to Leng Lintian."

"He woke up once that day, and then fell into a coma again..."

"He always wakes up."

"Ximen Longting, are you not afraid that if you leave, I will kill you?" Jing Jiaren threatened, "If you dare to leave, just wait for my body to be collected!"

Ximen Long stared at her with red eyes, stroked her cheek and smiled: "You won't."

"..."

His confident voice sounded above her head: "You once said that you can live well without me."

"I……"

"You are very strong, without me, you can live a wonderful life."

Jing Jia felt a sudden pain in her heart: "No, I...I can't lose you..."

Ximen Longting pressed her lips with his thumb: "If you didn't know about my condition, would you come back?"

Jing Jiaren was speechless.

"You're just pitying me now."

"I'm not!"

"You don't need to blame yourself at all. I've had a great time in these 22 hours." He grinned tenderly, wanting to leave her a handsome image on the last side.

"It's not even 22 hours..." Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip to stop herself from falling asleep, "Ximen Longting is a liar!"

Ximen Longting kissed her lips fiercely, and stuck his tongue into her mouth, stirring her wantonly.

His taste filled her mouth...

She grabbed the clothes behind him tightly, but her fingers became weaker and weaker. No matter how hard she tried, it was futile.

"Stop biting your own lips..." he whispered, "I will feel bad."

Jing Jiaren's hand was sliding down.

Ximen Longting slowly let go of his embrace——

Seeing that he was about to leave, Jing Jiaren grabbed the iron spoon and swiped hard at her arm.

The edge of the spoon was blunt, and she stabbed herself deeply.

The woman was surprised by Jing Jiaren's actions: "Put down the spoon quickly."

Ximen Longting paused when he got up, and grabbed her wrist: "Are you crazy?"

If there was a table knife by her side at this time, even a table fork would be fine, since she pricked herself, she wouldn't want to sleep so much.

But where did the farmhouse get the western tableware?

Her gaze caught sight of the broken china on the floor, the bowl she had just dropped on the ground.

Her body leaned to the ground, trying to grab the tile.

Ximen Longting grabbed her, and at the same time kicked the tile away with his foot: "Jing Jiaren, wake me up."

"Why..." Jing Jiaren's tears could no longer be held back, falling from the corners of her eyes.

Hot tears immediately burned a hole in Ximen Longting's chest.

"I finally walked towards you...but you didn't wait for me..."

Ximen Longting's heart trembled from suffocation.

At that moment, his red pupils were even more blood red, and it seemed that there would be water falling down at any time.

Jing Jiaren's tears flowed down one by one:

"I don't want to just lose sight of you...even if...you are really going to die...I will be by your side and guard you at the end..."

"Ximen Longting, I don't want you to be alone for the last time in this world."

"I don't even want you to be my regret in this life... Do you understand?"

She looked at him deeply, but her eyes became empty and lifeless.

That look was like her hand was holding his heart.

He breathed solemnly: "You have done enough for me."