::::: First posted on QQ reading :::::
Because every time, it reminds her of her own death...
Jing Yiren knows that Lu Ming wanted to surprise her, to treat her well, to pamper her, to indulge her in every possible way.
Besides Lu Ming, there was no one else in the world who treated her this well.
But upon seeing this item, she couldn't pretend to feel joy, yet she didn't want to disappoint Lu Ming either.
Forcing a small smile on her face, she muttered, "Thanks!"
Her 'thank you' came out a bit weak, betraying her reluctance.
Seeing this, Lu Ming's brows furrowed slightly.
Jing Yiren was no good at pretending. Her straightforward personality, devoid of any guile, made her act seem quite unconvincing.
It wasn't hard for people to see that something was off.
Lu Ming took her face in his hands, "Don't you like it?"
Jing Yiren shook her head, extended her arms to encircle Lu Ming's neck, and pressed her face against his chest.
