After my rebirth, my paranoid husband was so excited that I trembled.

Chapter 485 Do you still have me in your heart?

Scientific research shows that if a person pays too much attention to his breathing, he will become breathless.

Lu Jingxi felt it deeply at this moment. His breathing was not smooth, as if he was about to choke.

She tightened her hands holding the hem of her skirt, leaned against the edge of the table, and distanced herself from him, "What are you doing here?"

The man's eyes glanced at the soda, and his intention was obvious.

Lu Jingxi pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

She reached out a hand, picked up the soda and took a sip.

Before I could swallow it, I heard the low and calm voice of the man in front of me say, "If you don't have a long memory, you can drink water from an unopened bottle."

"Cough cough cough!" She coughed up most of the water in her throat, bending over and coughing violently.

Most of the mouthful was squirted on the man.

He couldn't dodge, and there were large water stains on the hem of his shirt and trousers.

Lu Jingxi immediately covered his mouth, his wide eyes filled with confusion and fear.

Lian Chengyu smiled helplessly, reached out and pulled out some paper towels on the table. He didn't rush to wipe the water stains on his body. Instead, he moved away her mouth and wiped the corners of her mouth and neck.

Lu Jingxi grabbed it and said, "I'll do it myself."

The two were silent for a while, but Lian Chengyu was the first to break the silence.

"Is there anything you want to ask?"

"No." She answered quickly.

"I have."

The woman paused and slowly raised her head, "What do you want to ask?"

He took out the tissue in her hand, lowered his head to wipe the clothes on his body, and asked in a gentle voice.

"What did Lu Jingsi do to make you ignore him for the past five years?"

Lu Jingxi tensed up as if facing a formidable enemy, his pupils shrank, "I...I didn't ignore him."

"Really? I dumped me for him back then, and then dumped him too for some reason."

Mentioning the events of that year again, there were no storms, only calmness.

Lu Jingxi quickly thought of an excuse and listened to him continue.

"What happened during the ten days you were in Rome?"

It was like there were gongs and drums beating in her ears, and the buzzing sound made her panic and overwhelmed, "I...I don't understand what you are talking about..."

"Lu Jingxi."

Whether it was five years ago or the previous life, he rarely called her by her first name.

The free hand slowly raised and clamped her jaw, making her look directly at him.

She couldn't avoid the inevitable eye contact.

"Don't ask, I will tell myself." He exhaled lightly from his chest.

"I am single."

"I don't have the wife and daughter you talk about."

"The protagonist of that wedding five years ago was not me, but my nephew. His name was Ethan."

"The girl in the teahouse is my biological niece. Her name is Eliza. She and Ethan are twin siblings. They are 21 years old this year."

"The little girl I am holding is called Jiang Mucheng. She is Jiang Song's daughter. She was born in London and is three years old this year."

"If you ask me once, I will explain it to you."

"But you never mentioned it in all this time."

"You really don't care, huh?"

Everything he said was extremely sincere and calm.

After five years, the long river of time has gone, and the tolerance and paranoia of the past has disappeared.

Time is the best sculptor, making him steady, mature and calm.

Heat surged in Lu Jingxi's chest, and she never took her eyes away from his eyes for a moment. She didn't expect that he would lay these things out in front of her so clearly.

It's like the worries that were covered by the rain until they turned moldy, were suddenly dragged out to the bright sun.

The ends of her eyes trembled violently, and her lips opened and closed several times, but she couldn't say a word.

"I don't care, why are you so resistant when I approach you? What's the reason for the suppressed sadness in your eyes?"

Thin creases appeared between his eyebrows, and his eyes showed unprecedented confusion.

"You said you didn't want to have anything to do with me. You were the one who stayed by my side when I was drunk, weren't you?"

She didn't speak, or couldn't say a single word when pressed.

He has never been a talkative person, but this time he had the guts to spit out the bitterness and questions he had endured for five years.

"Lu Jingxi." He called her name in a hoarse voice.

His eyes moved down from her lips, and finally landed on the scar on her chest.

He gently touched the raised scar with his fingers and asked in a low voice, "Did anyone else live here in your past life?"

"Is there still me?"

"Even the slightest bit."