Xiaopang couldn't believe it, "But he is our enemy, mother."
Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time before sighing: "So we were wrong in the beginning. I'm running out of time. In the last days, I still won't forgive him, but..."
She paused for a while, and finally said relieved: "But I will always like him."
I don't forgive him for killing so many people and killing everyone in the Bai family.
But when he didn't forgive him, he would still fall in love for him.
This is what Mu Yanjun heard, his face was full of rain and extremely cold.
But the heart is hot.
Even if she doesn't forgive the evil things he has done, at least she still has him in her heart.
For Mu Yanjun, this is enough to make him grateful.
Bai Weiwei appeased Little Fatty and asked him to send him out.
It's raining more outside.
After seeing the little emperor leaving, Mu Yanjun couldn't help but walk to the door, pushed open the door and wanted to go in and see her.
Bai Weiwei raised her eyes to see him, and lowered her head again with no expression on her face.
Mu Yanjun's mood is much better, at least she still likes him, doesn't she
"I will find medicine for you. Although coughing up blood is difficult to treat, I have already received information that there is a genius doctor living there on the snow-capped mountains to the east. He is the best at treating this..."
When he spoke in a gentle whisper, Bai Weiwei suddenly looked up at him.
Mu Yanjun only felt that her eyes were very soft, so soft that his heart was warm.
Bai Weiwei stared at him for a while, and then whispered softly, "It seems."
A trace of doubt flashed in Mu Yanjun's eyes.
She finally said as if talking to herself, "The way you talk now, it's like..."
She didn't say any more, but the thoughtful Mu Yanjun guessed it at once.
His heart slowly cooled down, "Like what?"
Bai Weiwei was silent, her lips pursed slightly.
Mu Yanjun sneered, "Like you don't say anything."
When Bai Weiwei heard the name, she couldn't control herself and trembled slightly.
Mu Yanjun suddenly understood.
"You told the little emperor just now that you still like me. In fact, the person you like is still Jun Buyan, right?"
Bai Weiwei retorted eagerly, "No, I..."
She seemed to want to open her mouth to argue several times, but in the end, under the eyes of Mu Yanjun looking forward to the final despair, she fell silent.
There is still something Mu Yanjun doesn't understand.
He clenched his fists, wishing to smash the whole house.
But seeing her sitting on the bed, fragile and thin, she didn't dare to get angry, worried that she would get sick again.
He turned around quickly, "Take good care of me, I will go back to the east mountain in the past few days to invite the doctor."
Bai Weiwei said quietly, "I'm running out of time, can you stay in these last days?"
If she said these retentions because she liked him, he didn't know how happy he would be.
But is she talking to him
She is talking to you without words.
Mu Yanjun finally couldn't bear it anymore, his voice became cold and sarcastic, "Why, do you want me to put on the Junbuyan mask again and accompany you?"
Bai Weiwei's face was ugly, "Is that what you think?"
Otherwise what can you think
Mu Yanjun was furious, but he could only suppress it, he couldn't lose his temper at her, her body couldn't stand it.
"I'll be back soon."
Mu Yanjun said when he stepped out the door.
Then he seemed to think of something, and when he turned around, he saw a touch of affection in Bai Weiwei's eyes that was too late to put away.