When chengjingzhou came to the dressing room, chenganzhou left. There was only Jingyi himself in such a big dressing room.

She squatted next to the dressing table, holding her legs tightly with her hands and burying her face on her knees. This is an instinctive self-protection posture when people are lonely and helpless.

"Little thing."

Chengjingzhou stood at the door, pursed his lower lip and called her in a slightly hoarse voice.

If Jing Yifang didn't hear it, he still held himself motionless, probably crying, and his body trembled slightly.

Chengjingzhou went over, squatted beside her, gently stroked her head and rubbed, "if you don't want to be engaged, you won't be engaged today. When are you happy and want to order again, don't cry?"

The man's eyes turned red and reached out to hold the child in his arms.

"I'm sorry," he said, and then he suddenly gave himself a mouth in a clear and loud voice.

He always said "I'm sorry" to her. What's the use of being sorry?

After all, he's not a man!

As soon as Jing heard the sound, he raised his head. The tears on his face had rubbed clean on his sleeves, but his eyes were red, but he couldn't disperse the red immediately.

She looked at him and reached out to touch his reddish cheek with five finger prints. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"But compared with your grievances, what's the pain?" Cheng Jingzhou held her in his chair and wiped away the tears on her face. Her red and swollen lips deeply hurt his eyes. He looked away and said, "Always let you be wronged. It's also right that you don't want to be engaged to me. You don't have to go out here in a while. I told people outside that our engagement was cancelled."

Jing lowered his head and pulled his fingers, "I don't want to be engaged to you, just..."

Chengjingzhou didn't make a sound, just looked at her quietly and waited for her to say.

After a while, Jing Yi hesitated: "chengjingzhou, if I have had a relationship with other men besides you, will you continue to like me as you used to like me?"

After asking this, it was very quiet around. It seemed that even the air stopped flowing and time was still.

Jing Yiping breathed. She didn't know why she was so nervous and afraid at this moment.

She clearly doesn't like him, and whether he likes it or not has nothing to do with her, but she still expects his answer to be that he still likes her as before.

Probably, people are so vain, greedy and selfish.

Even if you don't like it, you want others to like it.

"Yes." Cheng Jingzhou said. After a short pause, he kissed the little girl's red and swollen lips and told him with his actions that he would always love her, even if he knew she didn't love him, even if he knew she wasn't engaged to him because he liked him, but he would still love her.

"Jing Yi, listen." he held her face and looked at her with a serious, solemn and serious expression. "I love you and won't change because of anything unless I die."

He put her little head on his chest and put it close to the nearest position of his heart. "Jing Yi, do you know what I thought at the moment of dying? My beloved girl, I haven't married into the door yet. How can I die?"

Something hot and glittering fell into Jingyi's hair, little by little through countless obstacles, and scorched her scalp with the hot temperature.

"Now that I am still alive, I can still look at the girl holding my beloved. She said she would be engaged to me and that she would marry me when she graduated from college. I am so happy. This is the gift of fate and her gift. I don't know what else I can do except love her."

Jing Yi's tears surged out in an instant.

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