Jian Liangtong lifted her head after an unknown period, and on her clean little face, aside from the usual pallor, there was no trace of tears.
Except that Jin Jumo's eyes still retained faint traces of red, proving her recent emotional breakdown, "Give me some time."
Jin Jumo gently closed her eyes, glancing at Jian Liangtong.
"You've mentioned before, whether to be with you or not, I need some time to think." Jian Liangtong said.
Rather than getting entangled with him in endless resentment.
Might as well go along with his wishes.
Maybe soon, he would find it boring and end this meaningless entanglement.
Jin Jumo's throat moved, and the voice that came out was uncontrollably hoarse, "How long?"
Jian Liangtong stared into his turbulent cold eyes for a moment, "One day."
One day?
Surprise flashed in Jin Jumo's eyes.
He thought she would say a month, or at least half a month.
