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

However, a sentence that stabbed him came out of her mouth...

His heart, which was clad in copper and iron walls, was still pierced with holes.

Leng Lintian bent over and leaned over her body.

Big tears fell from his eyes and fell one by one on her face.

"Jing Jiaren, I know you are Jing Jiaren."

His voice also became weird, his eyes were clearly dripping with liquid, but his purple lips evoked a strange smile, "If I had a choice, I hope that I would die in that car accident."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I really hope I die."

He murmured, looking at her closed face, her brows were still tightly wrinkled, and her face was full of anger.

At least he was gone at that time, and what she remembered and thought about him was all his good.

He single-handedly destroyed everything.

After giving everything, she finally got such an impression in her eyes.

Leng Lintian stepped back, wanting to get close to her, but he didn't dare to profanity, and he couldn't let go.

He seemed to be really crazy, unable to control himself, and wanted to become a demonized ghost.

Aunt Pan opened her mouth in surprise: "Master!"

The corners of Leng Lintian's mouth curved greatly, and the tears left on his cheeks like blood gradually dried up: "Beauty, you shouldn't blame me, you should blame... you fell into my hands."

"..."

"Blame Ximen Longting, I haven't found you missing until now. Blame him for not coming back to look for you."

"..."

"Why should I take the initiative to send you away? This is my territory, and it's also mine for flies to fly in. What's wrong with me?" He smiled strangely, "I have myself, Ximen Longting, to fight with me! He's here to take you away Walk!"

Obviously no one responded to him, the doctor looked at him with trepidation and trepidation.

The young master seems to be really crazy...

"Whatever you look at, hurry up and heal her!"

Leng Lintian seemed to be a warrior standing on an iron tower looking down at the city, with a sword in his hand, his body was covered with bruises. In front of him was a city that had been burned by the fire. The whole world was devastated, and he was the only one.

He was still standing upright, he couldn't even stand up straight, and he still had to support his saber.

What is he holding on to?

"Jing Jiaren, I really want someone to answer me... What is the reason for my obsession that I can't let go of?"

Leng Lintian muttered to himself, as if he and Jing Jiaren were the only two people in his world.

The living room fell into an extremely weird state.

Aunt Pan wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak out, she really wanted to... persuade Leng Lintian to see a psychiatrist.

He has a dedicated psychiatrist who sets time to give him psychotherapy.

Unfortunately, so far, it doesn't seem to have much effect.

Leng Lintian turned and left dejectedly, he knew he was not crazy, his mind was extremely clear.

He's just obsessed too deeply... Probably because he invested too much emotion and couldn't get it back, so he formed such extreme paranoia.

Leng Jiaren is the product of his spiritual sustenance and diversion of attention.

There are many gamblers who entered the casino and lost their fortunes, but tried to make money again and again, and completely fell into a vicious circle from which they could not extricate themselves.Knowing that he can't get back from the bet, he let himself go and degenerates.

The same is true for Leng Lintian, his fault is that he should not have poured everything on Jing Jiaren from the very beginning.

Then he lost to nothing, not reconciled.

Jing Jiaren, how can you be so stingy that you take away his whole world without even giving him a way out?

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