Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Ximen Longting, don't!!!"

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes in shock, and the servant sitting on the chair beside the bed was startled awake immediately: "Miss Jing? Are you having nightmares again?"

It's been half a month.

Half a month after Ximen Longting left, when Jing Jiaren called Wilson's phone after that, it was always turned off.

How could Wilson's cell phone be turned off, he must be on standby at any time...

In the past, Ximen Longting also inadvertently said that his subordinates would not change the number at will, whether they were going abroad or at home, they would always use GSM.

Jing Jiaren took out her cell phone from under her pillow and dialed the number again.

"Sorry, this is subscriber your dialed is power off..."

The familiar cold electronic voice rejected her.

Jing Jiaren stroked her sweat-drenched hair, walked barefoot in front of the window, and pushed it open.

The evening wind blew in, and her hair fluttered gently.

One hand closed the sliding window without authorization, and the servant reminded: "Miss Jing, don't blow the air when you are sweating, it will cause migraine."

In memory, it seems that some domineering man reminded her like this——

【Going to bed without drying your hair will cause migraines when you are old. 】

Ximen Longting, how could you disappear for no reason...

Faintly heard the sound of the piano.

Since Xiaoyi moved to the hospital, she has been in the intensive care unit day and night.

It's a pity that Leng Lintian woke up once and fell into a coma again.

This situation is extremely abnormal. The doctor said that although Leng Lintian was out of the critical period, his head was severely injured and he might not wake up for a long time.

Leng Lintian didn't wake up all day, and Jing Jiaren couldn't do well, so she just let go and left.

Coupled with the disappearance of Ximen Longting, it also became a knot in her heart that she couldn't let go...

Everything is not going in a good direction.

Jing Jiaren picked up a coat and put it on, looked at the time, it was past 12 o'clock in the evening, opened the door, and went out.

"Miss Jing, where are you going at this hour?"

"I can't sleep, I want to go out for a walk."

The maid quickly packed the emergency medicine box.

"There's no need to bring a medical kit. I'll just walk in the corridors when I'm not out of the hospital."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while and said, "I'd better take it with me. The doctors are probably off work at this late hour, and there are only nurses on duty."

Jing Jiaren didn't speak.

Every time the servant follows her, no matter where she goes, she will carry a big medicine box in case she has an accident.

This servant was sent by Ximen Longting to take care of her, so the 24-hour medicine box equipment was probably ordered by Ximen Longting.

Jing Jiaren opened the medicine box and looked at it. It was all rescue equipment for pregnant women who fell and bled profusely, faced a sudden impact... and so on.

The moment she saw it, tears fell from her eyes.

She had a premonition that something must have happened to Ximen Longting...

But only at this time did she realize that if she didn't want to see him, he could find her anywhere in the world.

And once he wanted to disappear from her world, she would have no way of finding him.

If he sincerely wanted to avoid her, maybe he would never see him again in this life.

Jing Jiaren followed the sound of the piano all the way to the intensive care unit.

Through the glass, she saw Xiaoyi sitting in front of the black piano, with her cold face half sideways, playing a tune for Leng Lintian.

The heart rate detector beats at a normal rate.

Sad music flows...

Leng Lintian slept peacefully, showing no signs of waking up.