I accidentally saw the photo frame on the table, which was a photo of [Jing Jiaren].

Jing Jiaren's eyes flashed and she picked up the photo frame——

The photo was taken of her three years ago, and Wilson took it for them. Ximen Longting wanted to trim her hair that day, but was reluctant and only cut off a little part of the split ends.

Thinking of Ximen Longting's careful pruning, Jing Jiaren smiled unconsciously.

Smiling, my eyes turned red again...

fool.

Suddenly I saw a line of words written under the photo:

【I have never owned you even for a second, but I have lost you ten thousand times.】

The font is strong and is the handwriting of Ximen Longting.

Jing Jiaren's eyelashes trembled, and another large tear fell down, hitting the glass of the photo frame.

My hand became so heavy that I couldn't hold it steady at all.

Jing Jiaren put the photo frame back and began to write:

sorry.

sorry.

sorry.

…

Ximen Longting, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ten thousand times, I owe him so many sorrys...

With each sentence she wrote, images of the two of them getting along flashed through Jing Jiaren's mind.

Apart from running away endlessly, telling lies endlessly, and causing him endless harm, what else has she done?

She is really incompetent...

With the potion hanging on her left hand, it was not very convenient for her to write, and she also deliberately wrote in a font that didn't look like "Jing Jiaren".

It took more than an hour to write 365 cards.

On the way, the servant had already delivered balloons and other tools.

"Want us to help?"

"No need...I can do it myself."

After writing the card, Jing Jiaren took a box of balloons over and inflated the balloons with a pump.

Cut a piece of silk thread to tie the mouth of the balloon, and use transparent tape to attach the card to the other end.

As soon as you let go, the balloon flew up and reached the top of the sky.

Jing Jiaren looked up and saw that he had put out so many Kongming lanterns for her, and that was all she could return to him.

Until now, she found that there was so little she could do for him.

When she had time, she ignored him. When there was no time, she raced against time.

Jing Jiaren, you are cheap.

As time passed, the room was filled with heart-shaped balloons.

Beautiful pink balloons were placed on the ceiling, and a sorry card hung from the hanging silk threads.

365 balloons, which is really a lot. Fortunately, Ximen Longting’s room is big enough.

Jing Jiaren concentrated most of the balloons on the ceiling corresponding to the Ximen Longting bed...

In this way, as soon as he wakes up, he can see her apology immediately.

He could easily grab the card and read the words on it.

I wonder how he felt when he saw this?

Of course he won't be happy, but at least I hope he won't feel so uncomfortable...

Strictly speaking, he had arranged many romances for her, but this was the first time she had spent any thought on him.

365 balloons were released, taking up most of the room, which was very spectacular.

The servants came in many times to change Ximen Longting's medicine or check the young master's temperature. They were very surprised to see the balloons in the room.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the sky outside began to dimly light up.

Jing Jiaren was tired all night, her whole body seemed to have been severely beaten, and even breathing was uncomfortable.

She stood beside the bed, top-heavy and looked at Ximen Longting for a long time.

He might wake up soon...

But when he wakes up, he will never want to see her again. He told her to get out last night...
Chapter completed!