Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 342 Exhaustion 4
If she can live, she must leave this man, so there is no need to get too close to him.

If she is going to die this time, then before she dies, be cruel to this man, and after she dies, this man may not be so sad.

The two of them simply separated like this.

Suddenly, Lin Jing smiled wryly, was he planning for Feng Mo City?

If I die, I don't want to make him sad, so I am indifferent to him before I die?
Lin Jing, you have obviously lived a new life, but why are you still reluctant to part with this man?
Originally, the meaning of her rebirth was not for the so-called revenge, not for trampling everyone under her feet and experiencing the thrill of conquest.

After she was reborn, she just wanted to live a good life, live her own life, and stay away from those people.

But the shackles of fate still firmly grip her, making it impossible for her to escape, making her deeply trapped in it.

So she had to resist and use her own means to solve one broken thing after another.

But no matter how hard she struggled, in the end, she still couldn't break free from the chains of fate that bound her tightly.

If my life can be simpler, and I can leave smoothly after rebirth, then I will definitely live a very comfortable life now, right?

In the ear, his voice came...

"Do you think I'm wasting time by accompanying you?" His voice was cold and displeased.

She pulled the corner of her mouth: "Isn't it?"

"..."

There was a deep and long silence.

After a long time, he spoke, his voice arrogant and indifferent but subtle: "I like wasting time."

Lin Jing: "..."

"I……"

"Shh..." He covered her lips with his slender fingers: "Don't think too much, take a good rest."

Lin Jing really wanted to say something more, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't utter a single word.

She actually wanted to ask, is he doing the same to Lin Xiaoxiao?

Forget it, meaningless question, so what if you ask it.

……

a few days later.

Feng Mocheng found the best team of doctors to treat Lin Jing, including a psychologist.

Seeing this battle, Lin Jing knew that he was seriously ill.

But every time he asked Feng Mocheng, he always changed the topic, or said something to reassure her.

Lin Jing had already vaguely guessed something bad in his heart.

"Feng Mocheng, go and rest." Lin Jing saw that Feng Mocheng had lost a lot of weight these days, and his brows and eyes were full of exhaustion.

"You used to call me Mocheng, since when did you stop calling me so intimately?"

From his memory, it seems that from the day the ring was lost, Lin Jing suddenly changed.

Until now, she has never called him Mocheng again.

She would only call him "Mr. Feng" or "Feng Mocheng".

Since when did the intimacy between them cease to exist?
Lin Jing's heart felt as if it had been hit hard by something, and she was a little bit pained. She frowned slightly, and her voice was slightly lost: "We have never been intimate before. Everything I think is an illusion. That's all."

"Illusion?" He frowned, his voice was cold: "Could it be that what I think is also an illusion?"

Lin Jing: "..."

Actually, she didn't know.

She took her gaze away from him.

I don't know if I dare not face it, or I don't want to face it.

After a long time, she finally said: "Because you gave me the illusion, so I gave you the illusion."

(End of this chapter)