Shu Nuan finished the tea indifferently and returned the cup to him.
Ning Chengyuan: "..."
He took the tea cup and put it on the table aside, then turned back and stared at Shu Nuan, waiting for her to give him an answer.
But Shu Nuan turned a deaf ear to his words and said calmly: "I'm tired, you go out."
"Can you sleep?"
"Can sleep well."
"There is a man in the next room waiting for the antidote. Did you know that he will die before he can get the antidote?!"
Shu Nuan raised her eyes coldly and shouted after him: "Get out!"
Ning Chengyuan was stunned for a moment by her drinking. He was probably used to Shu Nuan's gentle and soft temperament. He had never seen her scream like this at this moment, and even her eyes were cold and sharp.
Ning Chengyuan wanted to say something else, but seeing Shu Nuan's face getting worse and worse, he remembered that Shu Nuan couldn't get angry at the moment, and he had also temporarily lost his mind because of Sheng Qianmo's matter. Ning Cheng Yuan Zhang He opened his mouth, wanting to apologize to her but couldn't keep his face, so he could only tighten his mouth and stand up. Before going out, he poured her a cup of tea and placed it next to the bedside table.
Shu Nuan couldn't sleep.
She was half-sitting with her legs bent on the edge of the bed, squinting dimly at the candle on the table. Her tears dripped along the candle and solidified into a small piece.
The candlelight was bright and burning.
Shu Nuan blinked her eyes lightly, lowered her head again, and carefully pressed her two small hands on her lower abdomen. Two lines of tears fell down. She whispered expressionlessly: "Is Shu Nuan wrong..."
However, is it wrong to want to count the lives of the Nuan family’s babies
She doesn't believe in fate.
Life is in her own hands. God asked this child to come to her. She was not prepared from the beginning to the end and didn't know how to prepare. However, she accepted it, didn't she
It's just that Sheng Qianmo's life was involved.
…
The night gradually deepened.
Jing Che stood outside her door and didn't move for a long time.
His expression was the same as before, or rather, he had no expression from beginning to end, but in the miserable night, Jing Che's thin figure looked particularly lonely.
After standing there for who knows how long, Jing Che finally knocked gently on the door.
There was no movement inside.
The door was not locked. Jing Che pushed it open with a slight push. There was a lamp burning in the room. The candle was about to go out, so Jing Che walked over and lit the candle again.
After lighting the lamp, Jing Che was about to turn around and go out when he heard a hoarse voice coming from the other side of the bed, "A Che."
Jing Che turned around and saw Shu Nuan sitting on the side of the bed with his legs bent, looking at him quietly.
"Are you hungry?" Jing Che asked her.
Shu Nuan shook his head and asked him: "Why are you here..."
Jing Che was silent for a moment, looking at her with heavy eyes: "So do you think that such a big thing has nothing to do with me?"
Shu Nuan looked at him, was silent, and lowered his head without any reaction, probably because he didn't even have the energy to explain.
She allowed Ning Chengyuan to misunderstand, and she also allowed A Che to misunderstand.
I don’t want to say anything more.
But Jing Che always paused for a moment and then continued: "Would you like to eat shredded sweet potatoes?"
Shu Nuan pursed her lips and said, "Ache, you should rest early."
Jing Che turned around and left. Not long after, he came in with a plate of freshly made carrots. He pushed the bedside table in front of her and poured another cup of freshly boiled tea, "Eat."
Shu Nuan didn't know why, his eyes were hot, and he didn't know what was causing trouble in his heart, but he felt a sense of grievance welling up in his heart.