Jiang Ling pursed her lips and said nothing.

She hadn't intended to let this go so easily, but seeing him like this...

Well, she still overestimated her own determination.

Zhou Jing'an had just wiped away his tears, but now his eyes were filled with crystal tears again, hanging under his eyelashes, about to fall but not yet.

His eyes were red as he looked up at her, his brows slightly furrowed and his mouth tight, for fear of holding back tears.

Uneasy and aggrieved, sad and beautiful.

Jiang Ling closed her eyes tightly, trying to prevent his fragile appearance from destroying her willpower.

Just as she opened her eyes and was about to say a few more cold words, she was suddenly kicked in the stomach. The kick was not light and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Zhou Jingan hurriedly hugged her, "Did she/he kick you again? Does it hurt?"

He frowned, and the tears that were about to fall fell with a "plop".

He lowered his head and moved closer to her belly, whispering a lesson to the restless little creature inside, asking him/her to be more well-behaved, and then gently stroked her belly, trying to relieve her pain.

Jiang Ling sighed softly, reached out to lift his chin, and wiped away his tears with her fingertips.

She smiled helplessly, "Your crying made my heart soften."

Zhou Jing'an was stunned. When he heard her gentle voice, he could no longer hold back his tears and they burst out immediately.

Tears as big as beans fell "patter", and he couldn't help but move closer and hold her hand that was wiping her tears.

Zhou Jing'an no longer cared about his unstoppable tears, but just stared at her blankly, choking with sobs every time he spoke.

"Ling'er, are you not angry anymore? Can you forgive me?"

How could Jiang Ling be angry anymore? Even if she was pretending, even if she was acting, she couldn't act at all.

Looking at him like this, I still feel a little guilty and distressed.

Jiang Ling tried to wipe his tears, but they were not completely gone.

"You get up first." She pointed to the stone bench next to her, "Sit down, I want to talk to you."

Zhou Jing'an hesitated slightly, he still felt that this posture could show his attitude of admitting his mistake.

But he didn't dare to refuse. After hesitating for a moment, he stood up and sat next to her.

Jiang Ling pulled out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, and just as she raised her hand, a tear-stained face came closer.

She used a handkerchief to wipe away his tears bit by bit. Zhou Jing'an just let her do it quietly. He couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat just by looking at her wiping his tears so gently. Then two more lines of tears appeared on his face which had just been wiped clean, almost soaking her handkerchief.

Jiang Ling didn't care and just wiped away his tears gently bit by bit without any impatience.

In fact, she was not calm at this time.

The tangled mess seemed to be about to be unraveled. She was tormented and conflicted, struggling over whether to cut the tangled mess in one fell swoop.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she ran into Zhou Jingan's wet eyes.

Even though her eyes were filled with tears, she could still see her own reflection at a glance.

Zhou Jing'an's eyes were filled with her.

No need to ask, it must be the same in my heart.

She had clearly confirmed this every day and night before.

Why......

How could she be worthy of him...

She stopped unconsciously, frowned, and looked at him with a little doubt and hesitation.

Zhou Jing'an instantly felt uneasy. He held her hand and gently kissed the palm of her hand, including the wet handkerchief.

Just because of her one movement, one look, his eyes were filled with panic and anxiety.

He stared at her closely, as if his eyes were following her forever, or perhaps he wanted to lock her tightly with those gentle eyes like the vast ocean, but he was also uneasy and afraid that she would disappear the moment she turned around.

Jiang Ling was slightly startled, and a sharp pain surged in her heart.

It wasn't painful enough to make her cry or shed tears, but it was something she couldn't ignore.

It seems like something is slowly disintegrating, or something is quietly melting.

When she was unaware, and when she was aware.

Gradually, slowly, gently, and silently.

It broke down the hard barrier that she had never opened from the beginning to the end.

Maybe it was broken by his kiss, or his eyes.

In short, they are those extremely gentle things.

Jiang Ling chuckled and muttered imperceptibly: "What a liar..."

Cheated her heart.

Zhou Jing'an didn't hear clearly, so he moved closer and asked, "What did Ling'er say?"

Jiang Ling shook her head and looked at him with a smile, "I said, I want to set some rules with you."

"You tell me, I will definitely remember it well." He promised immediately.

Jiang Ling stopped smiling and said slowly, "Zhou Jing'an, you know I don't belong here. No one can make me stay."

She ignored Zhou Jingan's anxious look as he was about to cry again, raised her hand to wipe away the tears, and continued, "If I stay, I won't tolerate even a grain of sand."

Jiang Ling looked at him seriously. "I have been alone since I was a child. I don't care about anything else. I just want loyalty."

She had never spoken to him so seriously.

Zhou Jing'an stared at her closely, imprinting every word she said in his head.

"Since you promised me, there is no room for regret."

Jiang Ling's eyes were gentle. "All the previous things don't count. I'm only asking you once more. You can think it over carefully before answering me."

The sun gradually set in the sky, leaving only half of it, dyeing the clouds on the horizon red, a red with a hint of orange, a very warm color.

The light reflected on the two of them looked like a layer of broken gold foil.

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