Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 982 I'm an Evil Liar

Lin Jing scratched the corner of her mouth where she had just been kissed with her fingers. Drunk and drowsy, she didn't realize what happened.

Luo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, he felt guilty as if he had been discovered by someone like a thief, leaned on the driver's seat, let out a long breath, and stared at the front with heavy eyes, unable to find the focal length, unable to see direction, muttering in his mouth: "Lin Jing, I'm sorry, I lied to you. I deliberately let Feng Mocheng misunderstand you, and I broke up with you because I didn't want you to be together. Also, I approached you from the beginning. You have a purpose, I have been lying to you."

He reached out and caressed her sleepy eyes, his voice suddenly choked up, "If one day, you know all the truth, you will hate me. I am a bad liar."

Luo Yifan sent Lin Jing back to the hotel.

He helped her into the guest room along the way.

Lin Jing seemed to be a little sober. Although he stumbled when he walked, he didn't need someone to hold him.

"Old Luo, thank you for taking me back." Lin Jing lay on the bed, eyes closed, and muttered.

Luo Yifan smiled wryly, and said, "It's okay, isn't it normal to send you back?"

"Thank you, Lao Luo, you are so kind to me, I hope you are the only one in this world who doesn't lie to me."

"..."

Luo Yifan's heart suddenly ached when Lin Jing said these words.

He is the only one in this world who won't lie to her?

Luo Yifan sighed, sat on the edge of the bed, caressing her face, "I'm sorry, I have lied to you from the beginning, and I will continue to lie to you in the future."

"Lao Luo, you won't lie to me, you definitely won't." Lin Jing didn't know if she was answering him, but her words didn't seem to be thought through.

Alcohol is a good thing, it can make people ignore the cruel truth directly.

"You still call me Lao Luo, don't you?" He was a little depressed, and murmured: "Maybe in your subconscious, you only think of me as Lao Luo, not Yifan. But it doesn't matter, whether Lao Luo or Luo Yi Everything, I am me."

"Mocheng." Lin Jing murmured suddenly, calling the man's name, her hands tightly clutching the bed sheet, sobbing in pain, "Mocheng, why are you doing this to me? Aren't you two people? Why, you in this space are still so cruel, I don’t understand, I really don’t understand, can you tell me?”

Lin Jing turned his body to one side, facing Luo Yifan with his back.

Luo Yifan lowered his eyes and said helplessly: "If it weren't for me, you would definitely be much happier, obviously he is going to propose to you, obviously... there is no obstacle between you anymore, but because of me, you are torn apart." For all your goodness, I'm bad, I'm a liar, and I'm more selfish than any of you."

Lin Jing fell asleep and could no longer hear anything.

Luo Yifan bent down, took off the high heels on Lin Jing's feet, put them aside, and covered her with a quilt.

……

late at night.

The door of the guest room was opened.

On the hanger, there is an extra suit jacket.

The man who came in took off his watch, threw it aside, pulled the tie around his neck, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Lin Jing was soundly asleep, but the moment the man sat down, it seemed that she woke up.

She moved her body, slid the tip of her tongue across her dry lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Water, I want to drink water..."

(End of this chapter)