However, words that hurt him came out of her mouth...

His heart, which was covered with copper and iron walls, still had holes in it.

Leng Lintian bent over and leaned over her body.

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

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

His voice also became weird, and even though there was liquid flowing from his eyes, his purple lips curved into a strange smile, "If I had a choice, I hope 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 furrowed, and her face was full of anger.

At least when he was gone, she remembered him and missed him, it was all for his good.

It was he who single-handedly destroyed everything.

She spent everything she had, and finally ended up with this impression in her eyes.

Leng Lintian stepped back, wanting to get closer to her, but he didn't dare to blaspheme, but he couldn't let go.

He seems to be really crazy, unable to control himself, and wants to turn into a demonized ghost.

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

The corners of Leng Lintian's mouth curved greatly, and the tears on his cheeks, which looked like blood, gradually dried up: "Beautiful lady, you shouldn't blame me. You should blame...it was you who fell into my hands."

"..."

"I blame Ximen Longting. I haven't noticed that you are missing until now. I blame him for not coming back to find you."

"..."

"Why should I take the initiative to send you away? This is my territory, and it's mine even if a fly comes in. Where did I go wrong?" He smiled strangely, "I have him, Ximen Longting, to fight with me! He's here to take you.

Walk!"

Apparently no one responded to him, so the doctor looked at him with sadness and fear.

The young master seems to be really crazy...

"What are you looking at? Why don't you treat her injuries quickly?"

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

He was still standing, unable to even stand upright, and still had to hold on to his sword.

What is he holding out for?

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

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

The living room fell into an extremely strange state.

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

He has a dedicated psychiatrist who provides him with psychological treatment at a scheduled time.

Unfortunately, it seems that it doesn't have much effect so far.

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

He was just obsessed too deeply...probably because he invested too much emotion and couldn't take it back, which is why he developed such extreme paranoia.

Leng Jiaren is his spiritual sustenance and a product of diversion.

There are many gamblers who enter the casino and lose everything, but they repeatedly try to recoup their losses, and are completely trapped in a vicious circle that they cannot extricate themselves from. They know that they will not get back their gambling, but they let themselves go and fall.

The same is true for Leng Lintian. His mistake was that he should not have poured everything into Jing Jiaren from the beginning.

Then he lost until he had nothing, and he was unwilling to accept it.

Jing Jiaren, how could you be so stingy that you took his entire world away without even giving him a way to survive?
Chapter completed!