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

Suddenly his eyes went dark, and he leaned forward.

Jing Jiaren froze, watching Leng Lintian roll down the hillside, the box in his hand was not letting go, knocking against his body...

"Leng Lintian!!!"

The nearby herdsmen were startled by Jing Jiaren's screams.

I saw her carrying her skirt and running down the hill regardless of her pregnancy...

……

The kind grandmother was guarding the door and saw the herdsman uncle carrying Leng Lintian back.

Fortunately, Dr. Pollock was still there, so he asked someone to unload Leng Lintian on the sofa and see him immediately...

The high fever had risen to 41°3, and Leng Lintian was completely delirious.

His head was broken, but because the whole body is too dirty, it is not known whether there are any scratches on his body.

Fortunately, there is grass there, so it should be fine.

Grandma immediately called for hot water, took a clean towel, and wiped Leng Lintian's face.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Grandma took a look at her, and shook her head kindly: "Aron's temper has been like this since he was a child, and I can't persuade him."

Jing Jiaren still felt uncomfortable, and it was fine for her grandmother to scold her a few times.

Grandma looked at the black box she brought back with her: "Is that why you are here?"

"..."

"JANE's death has always been a knot in ARON's heart. He was unwilling to admit Jane's death. Unexpectedly, he still has not let go of this obsession."

Jing Jiaren frowned: "What do you mean? You don't want to admit it?"

Isn't Miss Jane dead?

"ARON doesn't think JANE is dead. It's just his opinion, and no one can persuade him."

"...!!!"

"He has been investigating past incidents, but unfortunately there is no result yet." Grandma wiped gently with a towel, and Leng Lintian's gradually clean face showed a handsome outline.

"Grandma, do you mean Miss Jane may not be dead?"

"I don't know about the past."

Jing Jiaren was silent, what's going on?Didn't Miss Jane die on the piano?

At the beginning, she did play "Dark Sunday", but the resonance was so strong that she fainted before she could finish playing.

Later, she searched for relevant information on the Internet...

This piece of music has been spread very well, but people who commit suicide do not play it themselves, but listen to the recorded finished product.

This ensures that the music does not stop when people are not self-aware enough.

Jing Jiaren also thought that there was something hidden, but she couldn't find out.

What ever happened...

Grandma wrung out the towel and held Leng Lintian's right hand: "Why is there so much mud?"

"Grandma, he's awake."

Leng Lintian squinted, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were dark purple.

The right hand held by the grandmother suddenly pulled away: "Don't touch it!"

"..."

He reacted violently and was about to sit up: "Go away, don't touch anyone!"

Grandma was taken aback: "ARON?"

Jing Jiaren pressed his shoulders and restrained him: "Leng Lintian, you are infusing medicine, don't move around...Grandma, he may not like to be touched, let me wipe it for him."

The grandmother frowned, and quickly understood what she meant, and said with a narrow smile: "Aron has grown up, and even grandma can't touch him anymore."

Jing Jiaren took the towel: "I'll do these things."

"Alright, I'll get another basin of hot water." Grandma looked at the muddy basin, got up and left.