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It was written that some words were written last night because of feelings, the tears were wet, and there were traces of swallowing, Ximen Longting read it, and he would definitely wonder why her words were all sad and ignored.

She didn't think about showing him this sketch, but she couldn't help but want to take a good look at him and draw him......

She went downstairs and wanted to burn all the drawing paper inside, but when she opened it and looked at it, she felt reluctant.

Let this love be buried in the soil.

Jing Jiaren asked the maid to bring a small iron, plastic bag and tape, first put the sketchbook into the plastic bag and wrap it layer by layer, and paste the tape.

"You go to the second floor to look at the young master, he is sick, you help him put a towel, remember not to let him get out of bed, just say that I said it, if he runs around, I will be angry."

The servant was separated, and Jing Jiaren took her things and walked outside.

The candle cups lit by Simon Longting last night are still there, and they have burned out......

Jing Jiaren thought about it, and found a beach not far from that heart to dig soil......

Because the beach was soft, digging a pit was still very simple, and soon, Jing Jiaren felt that she had dug deep enough, put down the sketchbook, and filled it with sand to smooth it.

They start here and end here.

Jing Jiaren raised her head slightly, looking at the sunlight shining down.

She can forget everything in the past, but what about Simon Dragon?

Watching her and Leng Lintian be happy was undoubtedly the greatest pain and torture for him. He will continue to entangle her endlessly and provoke Leng Lintian......

And the consequences of this, Jing Jiaren has long seen clearly.

He may once again put the dagger **** heart, in order to write her to stay.

Or, one day, either Ximen Longting will kill Leng Lintian, or Leng Lintian will kill Ximen Longting.

She wants to end the fight between the two tigers.

Jing Jiaren clapped her hands clean, returned to the kitchen, and quietly closed the door.

She picked up her mobile phone while she was cooking soup and called Leng Lintian......

"Wife, it's not been three days, why do you miss me?"

Leng Lintian's relaxed and lazy voice sounded, obviously in a state where he had just woken up.

Jing Jiaren asked, "Did I wake you up?" ”

"I'm glad I was woken up by you."

"You've been drinking?"

"I drank some with my friends last night, don't worry, I'm measured."

Jing Jiacai is not worried about his body, it is best for him to drink to death: "Then are you sober now?" ”

"Quite sober."

"Well, tomorrow at 5 p.m., we'll see you at the old place, and you can send someone to pick me up."

"The old place?"

"The last time you sent someone to pick me up."

"Yes." After a pause, Leng Lintian laughed in a low voice, "Why did you call me in advance, is there anything you need me to serve you?" ”

Jing Jiaren looked at the bubbling soup, and her expression was a little trance-like: "You have so many strange medicines, is there a medicine that can make people lose their memory." ”

"Amnesia? Who is it for? Simon Dragon? ”

“……”

"How can there be such a drug in the world." Leng Lintian narrowed his eyes, even if there really was, he would not be able to use it for Ximen Longting. What he wants is Simon's pain, and if Simon loses his memory, everything will be in vain.

"Then do you have any medicine that can make him forget this relationship?"

"Jing Jiaren, you and I are the universal medicine cylinder? I really admire what your little brain thinks. ”