Jiang Ling was stunned by Hu Hu's words, and then his eyebrows drooped. The cheerful mood just now seemed to be blown away by the wind in an instant.
Yes, the mission is about to end, and she can leave here and return to her original world.
Jiang Ling couldn't describe the feeling, but she just felt like there was a void in her heart, which made her feel uncomfortable.
"Host?" Fox came closer to her, "Are you unhappy?"
Jiang Ling shook her head. At this time, Zhou Jing'an had already lay down beside her, with the curtains lowered to block out all the light.
Fox wagged its tail and said, "Host, please take a rest. I'm going to play by myself." After saying that, it ran away.
Seeing that Jiang Ling had her eyes closed, Zhou Jing'an gently covered her with the quilt and then gently put his arms around her.
But the next moment, there was another person in his arms, and Jiang Ling turned over and hugged him.
Zhou Jing'an's eyebrows moved slightly and he hugged her tightly.
"Zhou Jing'an..."
Jiang Ling's voice was muffled.
"Well, what's wrong?" Zhou Jing'an asked softly.
Jiang Ling raised her head from his arms. The light was dim and she could only see his outline.
But she could clearly feel that he was looking at her.
He must still be so gentle, as if he can tolerate everything about her.
Jiang Ling suddenly wanted to confess.
She always follows her heart when it comes to her own affairs. She doesn't have to be as rigorous as she is at work, as meticulous as she is when planning things, or as cautious as she is with her relatives and friends. Other than that, Jiang Ling can be considered a free and easy person.
The empty space in her heart just now had not been filled, and it was still oppressing her with a strong sense of presence, but she suddenly didn't want to think about it anymore.
If she keeps this matter a secret from Zhou Jingan, she will keep thinking about it, will hesitate and be entangled, and will feel uncomfortable and guilty.
Jiang Ling didn't want to bother herself at that time.
So she reached out and pinched Zhou Jing'an's cheek, then said in a slightly serious tone, "Zhou Jing'an, I'm going to tell you the truth."
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Zhou Jing'an had a feeling that she was hesitating about something and seemed to be in a heavy mood, but he did not urge her and just looked at her quietly.
When he heard her say that she wanted to tell the truth, Zhou Jing'an was suddenly pulled back to that day when the sky was snowing heavily. He could only listen to Jiang Ling say that she was leaving and could do nothing.
A trace of panic spread in his heart, making him hug her tightly unconsciously.
"Ling'er..."
He suddenly didn't dare to listen.
But it was obvious that Jiang Ling had made up her mind to tell him.
She said directly: "I'm not from here, I'm from another place."
Jiang Ling didn't wait for his response and continued, "The world I'm in is thousands of years after the Great Qian Dynasty. It's very prosperous and colorful. I was born and raised there, and I ended up here because of an accident."
She paused. She had tried her best to express herself in easy-to-understand language, but she was still afraid that he might not understand, so she wanted to wait for him to understand.
But Zhou Jing'an was very calm and didn't say anything. Jiang Ling couldn't see his expression clearly, so she asked, "Zhou Jing'an? Are you listening to me?"
The next moment, he held her in his arms even tighter. Zhou Jing'an buried his head in her neck, still without saying a word.
But the hot water dripping down her neck told her that her crybaby husband was crying again.
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Jiang Ling sighed softly, patted his back, and said helplessly: "I haven't finished yet, don't cry yet."
It’s not too late to cry after she finishes speaking.
Zhou Jing'an raised his head and brushed his hand against her cheek.
He leaned against her forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "Ling'er, why are you suddenly saying this?"
The two were very close to each other, and even though the light was dim, Jiang Ling could still see the panic in his eyes.
She felt a little complicated.
Because she is leaving soon, she wants to tell you the truth.
Jiang Ling's lips opened and closed, and finally changed the words: "I don't want you to be kept in the dark."
She pursed her lips and explained with some difficulty: "Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I came here accidentally from somewhere else."
"The original Jiang Ling is dead, and I took over her body. But my name was also Jiang Ling, and I look like this."
Jiang Ling was speechless for a moment, feeling that this explanation was a bit strange.
The ancients worshipped ghosts and gods the most. After she said this, she would not be arrested as a witch.
So she quickly tried to make amends, "But don't be afraid, I'm a human, not a ghost. No, no, actually, I'm also..."
Jiang Ling paused, frowned, and sighed softly.
She really seemed to be a ghost.
Otherwise, how did it get into this body?
She suddenly felt a little discouraged and waved her hands, "It's so annoying. I can't explain it anymore."
"Anyway, I'm not a witch, there's no doubt about that."
Zhou Jing'an blinked, unable to react to her long string of words.
He tried to understand for a long time, and finally said: "But you are Jiang Ling."
She is his sweetheart, his wife.
Jiang Ling was startled. "I came here after my original body, oh, the previous Jiang Ling, was killed by the bandits arranged by Shen Qingru."
Zhou Jing'an nodded, thinking that although it sounded a bit mysterious and scary, there was nothing wrong with it.
There is nothing wrong with that - he likes her.
Seeing that he was shocked but still remained calm, Jiang Ling felt even more complicated.
As Hu Hu said, Zhou Jing'an's feelings for her were very deep, and he could even justify such an outrageous thing.
"And..." She hesitated and said, "Didn't you hear me talking to someone in the cave before? Actually, that wasn't a human."
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