Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1067 I Didn't Want To Kill You

The servant quickly closed the two doors.

Hai Yan sighed, turned and left.

Feng Mocheng carried Lin Jing all the way upstairs, brought her back to her room, and threw her on the bed.

Lin Jing lifted the quilt to cover himself, and then turned his back to him.

Feng Mocheng tore off the tie around his neck, threw it on the ground, took off his coat, and threw it aside, crossed his hips, with layers of anger burning in his eyes, "What do you want me to do, can you do it?" Don't you have this attitude? Where did I feel sorry for you? Why did you treat me like this?!"

Lin Jing wondered if he had heard wrong?
Not only did she hear anger from Feng Mocheng's tone, but she even heard such a trace of grievance.

Lin Jing frowned, she secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and ignored him.

With a clatter, Feng Mocheng lifted the quilt from Lin Jing's body, turned her around, and faced him, "I asked you to answer my question, did you hear me? How did I feel sorry for you? Why do you have this attitude?"

Lin Jing shook off his hand: "Enough!"

Lin Jing shook off his hand fiercely, and sat up on the bed, "You didn't feel sorry for me, it's all my fault, I'm making trouble for no reason, I'm too bad, I deliberately made you unhappy, Are you satisfied?"

Explaining is what she hates the most. No one in this world will understand her. Everyone will think about themselves, so why does she bother to explain.

Lin Jing roared, and the surroundings were instantly quiet, even Fengmo City was unprecedentedly quiet, without anger or roaring.

Feng Mocheng just stood there, looking at her calmly, meeting her eyes, seemed a little sad.

Lin Jing didn't dare to look any more, worried that she might have some illusions, and her heart was soft, so she turned her head and avoided it.

"Lin Jing, do you think I'm bad and a jerk? You really hate me in your heart, don't you?"

"..."

Lin Jing was about to say yes, but when the words came to his lips, as if blocked by something, he couldn't speak.

She bit her dry lips, lowered her head, closed her eyes tightly, and clutched the quilt tightly with her hands. She didn't know what she was enduring in her heart.

In short, the feeling she had to endure was uncomfortable.

"Do you think you can escape without speaking? You will never be able to escape from me. All you can do is face it."

face?

Lin Jing twitched the corners of her mouth and showed a bright smile. She looked up at him, and suddenly her eyes became firm, "Is it right? Okay, I will face you and see what other tricks you can do to torture him. I."

"I didn't intend to torture you, it was always you who made up your own imagination."

He didn't know if he was explaining.

Lin Jing smiled coldly, "That's right, didn't I say it all? I've always been making trouble for no reason. Why do you keep asking me? Get out, I don't want to see you."

Lin Jing didn't want to talk to him anymore, got into the quilt, pulled the quilt over his head, covered it, and cut off everything outside.

In the shrunken world of the quilt, she felt reassured, even if the reassurance was nothing more than self-deception.

She didn't know how long she stayed in Feng Mocheng, she didn't know how long she hid under the quilt, until finally in the quiet air, a man's voice came, "I didn't intend to kill you, don't make me angry anymore."

(End of this chapter)