Ximen Longting pursed his thin lips and refused to go out, still walking inside.

His eyes are also looking everywhere...

It must have been many years since he had been here.

He looked at every place very slowly. It was obviously empty, but he seemed to be able to see what furniture was displayed in the past, as if he had the most complete picture in his mind.

"Ximen Longting?"

"I want to see it."

Jing Jiaren understood: "It's been more than 20 years, isn't this your first time here?"

Miss Fanny died when he was about 6 years old? Was it really more than 20 years ago and he never came once?

Ximen Longting nodded.

"Why?"

"You don't understand how I felt after losing my only relative in the world." His tone was very light and resentful, "I didn't have the courage to come back at that time."

"..."

"On the day she was buried, I participated and saw her thrown into the well with my own eyes."

After so many years, Ximen Longting still remembers that day.

It was a very simple funeral, with only a few servants attending, wearing black clothes and white corsages. It was still raining a little, which was very bad weather. It seemed that God was not in a good mood either.

Instead, Fanny was put into a very narrow, specific crystal coffin, only as big as the mouth of a well, and was slowly lowered down.

A temporary priest read scriptures and said prayers.

I hope she can rest in peace and go to heaven...

Thinking of this, Ximen Longting couldn't help but sneer. Will she rest in peace and go to heaven? Can she let go?

Also, shouldn't he be grateful now that he at least gave her a coffin instead of throwing a sack into the well?

Ximen Longting's head hurt a little, so he pressed his thumbs on his temples and rubbed them.

He kept the bad memories buried deep in his heart and didn't want to think about them.

He never dared to look back at the sad things in the past...

Ximen Longting said as he walked: "When I was a child, I was also afraid of the dark."

"Are you...afraid of the dark?"

"Maybe it's because I'm often locked up in a dark room."

SUN is also afraid of the dark and being locked up in a dark room.

"I never dare to open any door, for fear that there will be something weird behind every dark door." Ximen Longting snorted, seeming to feel ashamed of his youth and ignorance.

"..."

"For me, the unbearable memories of my childhood are like a door at every stage. Behind the door is a dark abyss."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I don't dare to open even one door!!!"

While talking, they walked to a door.

Ximen Longting stared at the door with strange eyes, his long eyelashes drooping, and whispered: "Jing Jiaren, am I inferior?"

"No, you are not inferior at all. You are the most powerful in my eyes."

"Lie..." He laughed softly, "I grew up so big that I thought I was not afraid of anything, not even death! I was afraid of turning back and facing the past!"

His past... just how dark it was.

Jing Jiaren's heart felt like it had been scratched by a sharp knife, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She understood Ximen Longting's character. He would not tell the darkest things for fear of casting a shadow on her.

He must have concealed a lot of what happened to him...

Otherwise, what would happen that such a strong man would be afraid of?

"Jing Jiaren, if it weren't for you... I would never come back here in my life!"

Jing Jiaren said with tears in her eyes: "Why?"

"I don't have the courage alone."
Chapter completed!