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

Jing Jiaren is in the early stage of the disease, and the neurological attack does not last long, and usually returns to normal within a few hours.

So Jing Jiaren was cooking, when she suddenly looked back and found that she was in a different place.

With a knife in hand, the dishes are well cut by category...

Or she was talking, but Ximen Longting didn't answer, she walked over to hug him and he disappeared.

Sometimes she eats alone in the restaurant, with Ximen Longting's bowls and chopsticks beside her.

Soon, Aunt Qu figured it out. Jing Jiaren usually started to get sick around noon...

Just to rush over and make a lunch for "Ximen Longting".

In such a situation, Jing Jiaren would still be afraid and panic at first.

But after a few experiences, she became calm and resigned to her fate.

Sometimes I think, it would be better if Ximen Longting was not by her side at this time, if he saw her go crazy like this, how would he feel?

"Miss Jing, you like this place so much, why don't we move here?" Aunt Qu sat on the sofa and asked tentatively when she saw Jing Jiaren coming down the stairs with a clear expression.

Sure enough, Jing Jiaren had returned to normal.

She shook her head: "No, I'm afraid I'll get sick even more if I live here."

"What should I do?"

"Maybe I'm going to a nursing home after the game is over?"

"..."

"Or the hospital can also..." Jing Jiaren frowned, "If this continues, I will go crazy sooner or later."

Aunt Qu didn't know what to answer for a while.

Jing Jiaren is also upset, she is crazy, what will happen to SUN, what will happen to Xiao Mi?

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"Crunch"...

The white carved heaven gate made a heavy metal sound, and slowly opened a crack.

The spotlight came down, and the cold light shone on the woman who walked out...

She was wearing a water-blue bottom skirt, the lines were extremely simple and bright...

The tender yellow daisy dark lines are like the bright sun just beginning in the morning, full of vitality.

The spotlights under the stage were all flashing, and on the catwalk, the model walked out with sharp steps.

Immediately afterwards, another woman came out, with a blooming daisy on one shoulder, and a fluffy skirt design, like the sun that was gradually warming up.

This is London's fashion arena, beautiful models are walking on the catwalk in different clothes.

The ever-changing lights, the background is a temple like heaven...

The light and shadow switch, and the flash lights are continuously connected.

Brilliant fireworks shot out from both sides of the catwalk, filling the air with white mist.

Another woman came out, her slender figure was half leaning against the Roman column, her long daisy skirt seemed to be in full bloom to burn people's eyes, but she couldn't move a bit.

Various types of daisies are blooming and shining brightly.

This is the preliminary round, and the 49 works brought by Jian Chenche easily entered the semi-finals.

Jing Jiaren sat under the stage, submerged in the darkness, watching her works being displayed in front of her one by one, as if she was dreaming.

There was beating applause, and Jing Jiaren unconsciously raised her lips and clapped.

At the final awards ceremony, Jian Chenche led his team onto the runway.

This indifferent and arrogant man attracted countless hot discussions the moment he appeared on the stage...

He took the crystal cup, but there was no smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to be searching off the court.

In the darkness, Jing Jiaren looked at him, nodded slightly and smiled.