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Eleven forty-five p.m.

"Huh? Victory?"

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, Han Jingru took out the clothes hanging in the closet with the other, threw them on the bed, and prepared to sort out some clothes and put them in the suitcase.

She is going to go abroad to have a good time to relax, and then decide whether to stay or leave.

It has been three months since she and Quan Zhilong broke up last time.

Three months have passed since everything ended.

After Kim Jin Ah went crazy and was sent to a mental hospital by her parents, something unexpected happened.

Kim Jin-ah, who was in a mental hospital for a few weeks, forgot everything.

Her memory stayed on that night a few years ago.

The night before it all started.

The night when she herself was transmigrated.

--The real Kim Jin Ah is back.

Han Jingru once visited Jin Zhener's parents. This woman who has been discharged from the hospital no longer has a desperate and ferocious expression, and her eyes are no longer full of disgust and hatred.

Jin Zhener took the fragrant lily from her hand, and showed her a distant and gentle smile.

"Hi, I'm Jin Zhener."

Jin Zhener, who was full of bookish temperament, had gentle eyes, and introduced herself to Han Jingru, who was obviously a little surprised.

"Hi, I'm Han Jingru."

After recovering for a while, Han Jingru lowered her head and glanced at the marks on the woman's wrist, and smiled knowingly.

In this warm afternoon, the pace of time seems to have slowed down because of the two of them. She talked a lot with this gentle and elegant woman, and talked about the past--

Of course, Han Jingru still concealed some things.

Like why she lost her memory.

"Jing Ruxi, it would be great if I could get to know you sooner."

Jin Zhen'er, who was nestled on the small sofa, touched the coffee cup and sighed, then she blinked playfully, and continued to talk to Han Jingru.

"I'm sorry for the past, but Jing Ruxi, I hope you stay by Quan Zhilong's side."

"He probably won't be able to leave you anymore."

Han Jingru was dumbfounded. Although the system gave her a year to think about it, after these three months, she still couldn't choose between returning to reality and Quan Zhilong.

The past obsession lingers in her heart and cannot be dispelled, which makes her extremely uneasy, and her feelings for Quan Zhilong also make her unable to make a decisive decision.

Even on that night three months ago, he had given up on her.

So Han Jingru didn't respond to Jin Zhener's words, she put down her glass and decided to leave without showing any emotion.

"Quiet as Xi!"

When she walked out of Jin Zhener's parents' small bungalow, she heard Jin Zhener's voice behind her, so she stopped and turned her head.

"I hope I can receive the wedding invitation from you and Quan Zhilong!"

Looking at Jin Zhen'er who was leaning against the door at last, Han Jingru remained silent, finally turned her head and continued to walk forward.

"......What did you say?"

Han Jingru withdrew her thoughts, sighed silently after hearing Shengli's helpless words on the phone, and still made a compromise.

"Where's the address? I'll be there in a while."

After getting the address of the bar, Han Jingru was no longer in the mood to pack her luggage, so she grabbed a coat, picked up the car keys from the cabinet, and left the house.

Half an hour later, Han Jingru, who drove to the bar, saw Quan Zhilong on the side of the street supported by Shengli and Dong Yongpei.

"...how did you drink so much?"

Han Jingru frowned. After getting out of the car and approaching the three of them, she subconsciously reached out to gather Quan Zhilong's coat.

This natural move made her withdraw her hand and smiled wryly.

"Ah Sister Jingru, brother Zhilong, he didn't know why he went crazy today, he ran to many shops...cough."

Shengli curled his lips, and glanced at Quan Zhilong, who was drunk and seemed to be unconscious with his head down, and Dong Yongpei glared at him just halfway through his mouth, so he shut his mouth obediently

"Sister Jingru, Zhilong will be counting on you, it's really inconvenient for the two of us to go back to the company soon."

Dong Yong Pei squeezed his brother's arm secretly, hoping that the other party would pay attention not to get really drunk.

"...Okay, go ahead, I'll take him home."

Han Jingru didn't think too much, she glanced at Quan Zhilong whose cheeks were flushed and eyes closed tightly, and let Dong Yong Pei and Shengli push him into the co-pilot.

After bidding farewell to the two, Han Jingru started the car and left here.

Dong Yongpei looked at the car going away, but he felt uneasy in vain. He shook his head in confusion, thinking that he had drunk too much, and prayed in his heart that his buddies would stop being confused, so he pulled Shengli Go in the direction of the company.

The car was silent and the air was full of alcohol. In order to let Quan Zhilong sleep better, Han Jingru turned off the car music early on. Just as she was about to stop the car and put the coat on Quan Zhilong, the other party spoke .

"...Han Jingru, are you happy playing with me?"

The hoarse voice made Han Jingru tighten her hand on the steering wheel, and she tried her best to ignore the scorching gaze.

"Not drunk?"

Han Jingru avoided Quan Zhilong's question, she didn't even look at him, her eyes were straight ahead.

"...drunk and sober."

Quan Zhilong twitched the corner of his mouth, in fact, when Shengli called Han Jingru, he had already 'woke up'.

Withdrawing his eyes that had been staring at the woman's side face, Quan Zhilong tilted his face to one side, staring at the glass with bloodshot eyes--

It reflected his ugly and complicated expression.

"Go to sleep for a while, it will take more than half an hour to get to your house."

Han Jingru paused, and said without looking sideways.

"And then? You leave? Go back to your original world?"

After hearing Han Jingru's words, Quan Zhilong was suddenly agitated, he closed his wet eyes, unable to bear the other party's indifference and perfunctory treatment of him.

The past three months have been very painful, very, very painful.

He told himself over and over again that Han Jingru was an out-and-out liar, not worthy of his love at all.

But what makes him desperate is that the breath of the other party seems to have penetrated into every corner of his life, no matter what he does, he can always think of her.

He tried hard to forget her, but it always backfired.

Until yesterday, when he passed by a bridal shop and looked at the wine red mermaid wedding dress in the window, the first thought in his mind was 'Jingru must look good in it'.

He finally understood that in his life, he might never be able to escape Han Jingru's palm again.

Quan Zhilong also began to hate himself at that time, why did he have to figure out the so-called truth? Why did he have to pierce the layer of window paper between the two? Woolen cloth?

--That's stupid, Quan Zhilong.

"You know, you know I don't care about that at all, I only care about you, Han Jingru!"

I don't care about the truth anymore.

I don't care if you lied to me before.

Quan Zhilong's eyes were sore, but this was not as good as the explosive pain in his heart.

He loves this man so much.

He almost loved her with his life.

But what about the result?

What you get is deception.

"I don't care that you lied to me, Han Jingru, I really don't care...I..."

"But I care, Quan Zhilong."

He heard the voice of the woman holding back something.

Quan Zhilong suddenly wanted to laugh.

"You care? If you care, you won't leave me so decisively. If you care, you won't say a word or explain. If you care, you won't—"

I want to go back to the original world.

"What are you afraid of, Han Jingru? Is it the system?"

Quan Zhilong's voice revealed a bit of sarcasm, he stared at the other party's face that suddenly became ugly, and tightly held the small box with his right hand that had been in his pocket.

"Shit, you are obviously afraid that you really fell in love with me, and you are afraid that you will not be able to leave this world immediately!!!"

"To shut up!"

Quan Zhilong's words fell into her ears word by word, Han Jingru's face turned pale, and the emotion surging in her heart made her scream out of composure.

"Ha, Han Jingru, after all, you only care about yourself."

Quan Zhilong lowered his eyes, smiled wryly, and took out the box in his pocket as if nothing had happened.

"I only care about myself?"

Han Jingru seemed to have heard something funny.

"If I only cared about myself, I wouldn't face you with my true feelings."

Han Jingru took a deep breath, feeling a little stuffy, and opened the car window with trembling fingers, the cold wind pouring in from the car woke her up.

"But I don't regret it, Quan Zhilong."

"Do you know why I didn't explain a word that day? Because I was thinking, I have harmed you to this extent, and staying by your side will make you more painful?"

Having said that, Han Jingru tilted her head to meet Quan Zhilong's unbelievable eyes, and the hesitation and entanglement in her eyes finally faded away.

"But I've regretted it now, I don't care if you Quan Zhilong is in pain or if you want to kill me, I still want to stay by your side."

"Because I really love you."

Han Jingru stared into Quan Zhilong's eyes and said softly.

"We are Jingru...we are really not good at talking about love."

The tears accumulated in the eyes finally flowed down, Quan Zhilong lowered his head, and opened the small box in his hand, revealing the diamond ring he had chosen for a day inside.

He, he just saw the ring on the finger of a spokesperson who was somewhat similar to Han Jingru while watching TV, and he went crazy and ran all over the gold jewelry shops in Seoul.

Apparently he found it.

When he raised his head again, there was pure and deep-seated tenderness in his eyes.

"But it doesn't matter, I will tell you all the love stories in the future."

"Jingru, will you marry me?"

Han Jingru's eyes widened, the man in front of her seemed to coincide with the boy in the rainy night.

In this life, she is probably really planted in his hands.

Han Jingru smiled in relief, and when she was about to respond to Quan Zhilong, she caught a glimpse of a scene that terrified her to the point of despair.

The belated car honking made her subconsciously throw the coat in her arms on Quan Zhilong's face, accompanied by the shouting system in her brain and Quan Zhilong's low growl, she immediately turned the steering wheel to the right without hesitation--

Huge impact, dazzling light, broken body, spinning world, dusty diamond ring.

everything is over.