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

Ximen Longting pursed his thin lips, refused to go out, and was still walking inside.

His eyes are also looking everywhere...

Probably for many years, he has not been here.

He looked at every place with his eyes very slowly. It was obviously empty, but he seemed to be able to see what furniture was displayed in the past, as if he had the most complete picture in his mind.

"Ximen Longting?"

"I want to see."

Jing Jiaren understood: "It's been more than 20 years, this won't be the first time for you to come?"

Miss Fanny died around the age of 6?So it's been more than 20 years, and he hasn't been here once?

Ximen Longting nodded.

"why?"

"You won't understand how I felt after losing my only family member in this world." His tone was light and resentful. "At that time, I didn't have the courage to come back at all."

"..."

"The day she was buried, I was there and saw her being thrown into the well."

After so many years, Ximen Longting still remembered that day.

It was a very simple funeral, attended by only a few servants, dressed in black and wearing white corsages.It was still raining lightly, the weather was very bad, as if God was not in a good mood.

Instead, Fanny was put into a very narrow specific crystal coffin, only the size of the mouth of a well, and was lowered slowly.

A temporary priest read the scriptures and said prayers.

I hope she can rest in peace and go to heaven...

Thinking of this, Ximen Longting couldn't help but sneer, will she rest in peace and go to heaven?Can she let go?

Also, shouldn't he be grateful now that he at least gave her a coffin instead of throwing her directly into the well with a sack?

Ximen Longting's head hurt a little, he pressed his thumb on his temple and rubbed it.

Bad memories, he has been buried in his heart and does not want to think about them.

He never dared to look back at the sad things in the past...

Ximen Longting said as he walked, "When I was young, I was also afraid of the dark."

"Are you... afraid of the dark?"

"Probably because of being locked up in a dark room."

SUN is also afraid of the dark, afraid of being locked up in a dark room.

"I never dared to open any door, for fear that there would be something weird behind every door of the black hole." Ximen Long Ting snorted, as if he felt ashamed of his youth and ignorance back then.

"..."

"For me, the unbearable memories of childhood, every stage is a door. Behind the door is a black abyss."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I dare not open any of them!!!"

While talking, they walked to a door.

Ximen Longting stared at the door strangely, with long eyelashes drooping, and whispered, "Jing Jiaren, am I mean?"

"No, you are not inferior at all, you are the most powerful in my eyes."

"Lying..." He laughed softly, "I grew up so big, I thought I was not afraid of anything, not even death! I was afraid to go back and face the past!"

His past... just how dark it was.

Jing Jiaren's heart felt as if a sharp knife had been scraped by it, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She understood Ximen Longting's character, he would not tell the darkest things, for fear that she would have a shadow.

He must have concealed a lot of what happened to him...

Otherwise, what would such a strong man be afraid of.

"Jing Jiaren, if it weren't for you... I would never come back here in my life!"

Jing Jiaren said with tears in her eyes, "Why?"

"I have no courage alone."

Jing Jiaren held his hand and kissed the back of his hand...