[Whether you love me or not, Jing Jiaren, I love you. I love you so much. Only you can wear this ring. No one can be my wife, Ximen Longting, except you.]

He also proposed to her, he owed her a wedding!

[If you are not satisfied, how about branding it on my forehead? From now on, we will be a striking couple.]

Ximen Longting seemed to immediately see the image of him branding his chest with a hot red rose ring...

Reminiscent of the burn scar on Jing Jiaren’s forehead.

[Your blood has stained my floor. Don’t think that I will spare you just because you look like this. No matter how pitiful you pretend to be, I have decided to take revenge on you today.

!]

[Okay, how do you want to retaliate against me? Let’s end it once and for all before I leave. 】

My heart tingled hard.

They are destined to be entangled in this life, no matter love, hate, separation, life or death, it will never end!

All 520 stars were opened, and they were all lines that Ximen Longting said to her.

Each sentence has a different memory, just like playing a movie, reminding Ximen Longting of many past experiences the two of them have experienced!

Ximen Longting's eyes were red and he looked hard, as if his heart was carved with blood.

He thought of her running away again and again;

Thinking of the grand banquet he held for her at the Fairy Manor on her birthday;

Thinking of the first child they lost...

There is a particularly big star that Jing Jiaren said:

[Ximen Longting, it’s hard for me to think of 100 good qualities about you. But I can just think of what you said to me.

Every word you said to me is burned into my mind, and I can think of it when I close my eyes.

Everything you have done to me, I will never forget when I grow old...

This proves how much I care to remember you so fondly?

I love you, and it has nothing to do with whether you are good or not. I love you, because you are Ximen Longting.】

Ximen Longting sank deeply into the sofa. In the empty wooden villa, countless empty bottles were scattered messily on the coffee table.

Photos hold many memories, and the star paper is the link between each memory.

Ximen Longting sat there with his long eyelashes hanging down.

The last thing that came to mind was Jing Jiaren's recordings that he had washed out and restored.

His mood at this time was the same as when he heard those recordings...

The regret is overwhelming, and the fear is overwhelming.

Every time he sees her heart, she leaves one step ahead of him, which seems to be their fate.

This time she disappeared again...

Ximen Longting could not stop the black hole in his heart that was constantly expanding and tearing apart.

He couldn't think about where Jing Jiaren was now, what might have happened to her, and whether she would come back again.

His face was pale, obviously suffering from great pain, and his expression was so ugly that it was heartbreaking.

Wilson stood aside, not daring to say a word.

The sky gradually began to get brighter, but Jing Jiaren was still nowhere to be seen.

Ximen Longting's nerves were so tense that he forced himself not to think about it and to calm down. However, as time passed, the increasingly bad premonition drove him crazy.

Wilson received another call and answered a few words softly. He looked up and saw Ximen Longting staring at him with red eyes -

"Found it?"

The low hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of darkness.

Wilson shook his head as always: "No, there's no news yet."
Chapter completed!