The Sixty-Fifth Night (1)
Having asked the question, Jiang Ran felt that the one with “mental disorder” seemed to be herself. But once this idea came to her it was as if it had been entangled in kelp and it was hard for her to get rid of it again.
Feng Jing had frozen initially before calming down soon. Since his mother could tell, it wasn’t that strange that Jiang Ran could also tell.
“I also know that it sounds ridiculous, but I…,” Jiang Ran was thinking about how to continue speaking so as not to make Feng Jing feel she was crazy.
“Jiang Ran.” Feng Jing took her hand and looked at her softly. “This is really ridiculous, and at first, it also took me a long time to accept it.”
Jiang Ran’s eyes widened slightly. He… admitted it? Was he really interchanging with Er Huang’s soul?
Soul exchange was not a new word for her. In fact, she had encountered a lot of novels on this when she was younger. But to her, this word only existed in the fictional and fantasy world of novels. She had never imagined there would be a day when this would actually happen around her.
But if that was the case, many things could be explained…
Feng Jing looked at her, without saying anything, and seemed to be waiting for her to digest the news slowly.
Jiang Ran let out a long breath yet again, looked back at him, and asked, “When did you find out?”
Feng Jing said, “When filming an ad in another city, in August.”
The wheels in Jiang Ran’s brain churned in full swing, connecting everything together. “Before I went to the airport?”
“Yes.”
“So you already knew me at that time? That’s the reason why you patted my head? “
“Yes….”
“Did you move to Watertown Apartments because of this?”
“Yeah.”
“Then the reason you approached me is…..”
Before Jiang Ran could finish speaking, Feng Jing firmly interjected with a denial. “No! I am with you just because I love you. “
Perhaps it was because his voice was too loud when he declared it, the room appeared extra silent after he had finished speaking. Jiang Ran’s hand tightened slightly around his. As she looked at him, she felt the warmth coming from his palm.
“Ran Ran….” Fang Jing was worried that she would misunderstand him and called her name subconsciously.
Jiang Ran slowly smiled, and said to him, “Yeah, I believe you.”
Feng Jing was relieved, but his hand holding hers gripped even tighter.
Jiang Ran still had a lot of questions to ask him. “Why are you exchanging souls with Er Huang?”
Feng Jing shook his head. “I never understood it either.” Prior to exchanging souls with Er Huang, he really didn’t know Jiang Ran at all, let alone Er Huang.
“Then do you know how to stop this?”
“I have sought help from a medium… er, a heavenly master, he said I had to wait for the right time.”
“——” Why does this sound like a lie? “When is the right time? “
Feng Jing said, “I guess, our wedding?”
Jiang Ran’s eyes blinked and suddenly said, “Oh, that’s why you wanted to …,”
“No! Even without it, I still want to marry you! “
Jiang Ran looked at how nervous he was and laughed again. “Got it, got it.” At this point, she suddenly recollected something that had happened before. “One night at Watertown Apartments, a thief had broken into my house, do you remember that?”
“Yes.”
“Was it you in Er Huang’s body at that time?”
“Yes….”
“Was it you who came to the hospital to find me?”
“Yes….”
Suddenly, Jiang Ran’s heart warmed up. She subconsciously looked at Feng Jing’s arm and stretched out her hand to touch him. “Does it hurt?”
Feng Jing smiled and kissed the top of her head. “You fool, Even if it hurts, Er Huang’s the one who hurt. I only take over his body at night, once it’s daylight we change back.”
Jiang Yan’s nose was still inexplicably stuffed. She remembered being really scared that night, so scared that she had sent a message to Mr. Feng. Who knew what sort of company he was surrounded by, he hadn’t replied to her.
Only now did she know that at that time, he was already by her side all along and was even injured fighting with the thief for her. It turned out, the many times that she had needed him in her life, he had always been with her.
Seeing that her eyes were getting redder, Feng Jing bowed his head and kissed the corner of her eyes. “Why are you crying?”
Jiang Ran bit her lips, shook her head, and said nothing.
Feng Jing hugged her waist and gently kissed her face. At first, he just wanted to comfort her, but unexpectedly, the kiss deepened into something else…