Chapter 1443 Tears Falling Like Rain (5th Update)

At dusk, the sky that had been gloomy for many days ushered in the rare sunshine. Unfortunately, this was the last afterglow of the setting sun.

On a small hill behind the camp that was about to be evacuated, Han Jing, who had tidied up and drank hot milk, lay like a well-behaved kitten in Ye Tianlong's arms.

The hills are very ordinary, but they are surrounded by flowers, plants and trees, and when the cold wind blows, the fragrance of nature flows.

Han Jing, who is known for her coolness among fans and circles, is no longer so remote and aloof. She has taken on the delicate posture of a little woman.

Worrying about gains and losses, she held onto Ye Tianlong's hand tightly, wishing that she could hold Ye Tianlong in her hand forever, but she knew that she had something to ask.

Han Jing looked up at the face that she once wished she could kick a dozen times. There was peace of mind and warmth in her eyes that she had never seen before.

Just thinking of Wu Lingshuang made Han Jing feel a thorn in her heart. She suddenly realized that she knew almost nothing about Ye Tianlong's background and experience.

Han Jing kissed the back of Ye Tianlong's hand, and then said softly: "Tianlong, can you answer a few of my questions seriously?"

Ye Tianlong did not joke as before: "Okay!"

Han Jing shook Ye Tianlong's hand hard: "What kind of person are you?"

Ye Tianlong was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and replied: "This question is too difficult to answer, but I can tell you that I am not a bad person."

"But you're not a good person either."

Han Jing laughed teasingly, then changed the subject: "You have a very powerful background? So powerful that the Jin family are afraid of you?"

Ye Tianlong responded with a smile: "No, I am just a grassroots, with a little gold, a bull warrior king who came back from Africa."

"Don't think that the status of the King of Soldiers is awesome. There are countless King of Soldiers coming back from China every year, and each one is more prominent than the last."

"What kind of underground monarch, king's emperor, war god from all directions, hell flame, general zero, shadow soldier?"

Ye Tianlong added with shame: "I am far behind them."

"To put it simply, a year ago, I had almost no foundation in China, so I really didn't come from a rich and handsome background."

He responded to the woman's strength with his palm: "The glory you see now is just what I earned through countless narrow escapes this year."

Han Jing chuckled, her pretty face was very bright, and then she nodded: "I believe you, I can see all your efforts in the past few days."

"Tianlong, do you have a girlfriend?"

Han Jing looked at the camp in the distance: "Is that Wu Lingshuang... your girlfriend? How many good sisters do you have?"

Han Jing answered this question calmly and with a joking smile on her face, but without the city, her eyes could not hide the secret.

Ye Tianlong glanced at it and felt the nervousness and worry flashing in her eyes after she asked this question.

Ye Tianlong did not deal with it as usual, but nodded seriously: "Yes, Ling Shuang is one of my girlfriends..."

"The only one you see now is Ling Shuang. In fact, there are many women behind me."

He recalled his surprise when he met Concubine Yan: "When I was seven years old, I realized a problem. Beauty is the most precious wealth in the world."

"I want to cherish her, love her, protect her, and own her. It may be shameless, but this is really my heart."

Without much hesitation and without much emotion, Ye Tianlong directly told Han Jing what was in his heart.

For a woman like Han Jing, lies not only cannot deceive her, but will make her even more sad.

Just these few words, like a hammer, shattered the luck in Han Jing's heart with a bang, and she couldn't help trembling.

Han Jing laughed at her arrogance. How could an indestructible and capable guy like Ye Tianlong not have a woman in his life?

Even her frigidity can be warmed by him, let alone those beautiful women who are in full bloom?

Han Jing's heart was severely pinched. Not only did her breathing become stagnant, but her eyes also became invisible and hollow. The happiness and love she once had have become turbulent.

"You said on the rooftop that you also like me. Was it to deal with me who might have died at that time, or was it a sincere thought in your heart?"

When Ye Tianlong looked down at Han Jing, Han Jing regained her coolness, trying not to get angry with her words and trying not to tremble.

She is a strong woman, and she never wants people to see the sadness in her heart, even if this person is Ye Tianlong who is moved.

"Sincerely."

Ye Tianlong held the woman's palm: "I just said that I cherish every angel I meet in life, and you are also that beautiful angel."

He could only use such an expression to comfort Han Jing, who had conflicting views. He wanted to enlighten her with words, but he understood that it was a deeper hurt.

Han Jing has her own pride, which is as valuable as a crown. Instead of forcing her opinions to persuade, it is better to help her resolve the embarrassment.

Hearing Ye Tianlong's response, a smile flashed across Han Jing's sad face:

"Thank you for telling me the truth, and thank you for treating me like an angel."

Next, Han Jing fell into silence, and Ye Tianlong didn't speak anymore. The two of them just cuddled together, their hearts beating loudly.

Han Jing did not directly push Ye Tianlong away. She cherished this probably last intimacy and felt the man's breath that attracted her for the first time.

After tonight's farewell, she was afraid that she would never see the man who melted her again, and would never feel the pain and joy of their dispute again.

Han Jing murmured: "Hold me tight!"

Ye Tianlong used his hands hard, wishing that the two of them would merge into one.

In the last afterglow of the sky, Han Jing closed her beautiful eyes and hugged Ye Tianlong tightly.

It was only ten minutes, but it seemed as long as ten centuries.

"Tianlong, goodbye."

When there was a movement in front of her and a familiar voice called out, Han Jing slowly opened her eyes, got up from Ye Tianlong, and waved goodbye.

Ye Tianlong did not speak, but just watched Han Jing leave. Han Jing walked more than ten meters away, looked back and smiled:

"If the first angel you fall in love with in your life is me, will you be loyal to me?"

Ye Tianlong thought for a while and responded very honestly: "It is impossible to assume."

Han Jing smiled: "In other words, it is possible?"

An answer that obviously has a bad result was turned into a tail of hope by Han Jing, and she left herself a ray of sunshine.

Then, without waiting for Ye Tianlong to respond, she waved her hand: "Ye Tianlong, nice to meet you."

After that, she hugged her shoulders and walked forward, her pretty face regained its coldness, and there was a sense of strangers not approaching.

She did not get into the Jin family's motorcade, nor did she go to the Chu family's special car. Instead, she pulled up a very ordinary jeep, got in, and closed the door...

The moment the car started, Han Jing sobbed silently, tears streaming down her face...