Chapter 958 How Do You Know What I Think?

Chapter 958 how do you know what I think?

"Actually, it's not a joke for you to come here looking for Wenren Zhen with a seriously ill body."

Jiang Nuan looked at her and said faintly.

"Really?"

Cheng Yuner snorted.

"I am a single woman who came here to find a married man. Is this not a joke?"

"No,"

Jiang Nuan answered with certainty:

"God forbid, people just think you're a crazy woman."

"What kind of joke is that?"

Cheng Yuner frowned and looked at Jiang Nuan.

"You died here,"

Jiang Nuan answered with certainty:

"If you die here and Wenren Zhen returns to Bincheng, alive or dead, that's the real joke for you."

"What do you mean by that?"

Cheng Yuner immediately became alert and looked at Jiang Nuan with a cold look in his eyes.

"Think about it. If you die here, you can only bury yourself in this mine. In the future, every time I talk about your grave, I will tell it in front of a joke."

Jiang Nuan did not look at Cheng Yuner with a wary face, but looked out the window at the dark sky.

..." Cheng Yuner did not say a word, but his lips were pursed tightly, as if he were thinking about Jiang Nuan's words.

"Of course, if you don't mind being a joke after death, there's no need to take it to heart."

Jiang Nuan, in turn, enlightened her:

"In fact, death is like a light out. Once you close your eyes, you won't know anything. Who cares about what happens after death, don't you think?"

"Gu Nuan..."

Cheng Yuner gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice:

"You don't have to say that. Why do you think I don't know? You just want me to leave quickly, hoping that when I find ah zhen, you'll be alone by his side."

..." Jiang Nuan didn't know what to say after listening to Cheng Yuner.

After a long time, he said helplessly:

"If that's how you understand it, then I won't explain anything. Well, you can stay if you want. After all, I can't control your thoughts and thoughts."

Jiang Nuan said this and turned to walk towards the door.

There was more than half a word of speculation, not to mention that Cheng Yuner regarded her as an enemy and would not listen to her advice at all. Whether her words were good or bad, Cheng Yuner would not listen.

Just as he reached the door, Cheng Yuner stopped him.

"Gu Nuan."

Jiang Nuan stopped and looked back at her, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"Miss Cheng, what else do you want to tell me?"

"If I promise to go back, will you..."

Cheng Yuner looked at Jiang Nuan and after a long time gathered his courage and said,

"Donate your liver to me?"

"No!"

Jiang Nuan answered very simply:

"I don't trade what's in my body, just like I did when I gave you blood transfusions, and I didn't ask for anything. I just lost it to you."

..." Cheng yun was silent and did not know what to say for a moment.

"But if you go back and get well treated and recuperated, you might be able to find a suitable source of liver for yourself."

Jiang Nuan said to Cheng Yuner faintly:

"Don't give up on anything until the last minute. Most of the time, you think there is no way, but when you come to the end, you realize there is a way to go."

"Really?"

Cheng Yuner smiled bitterly.

"I don't think I have any other way to go."

"You don't think so, because you've always confined yourself to a fixed mold."

Jiang Nuan looked at Cheng Yuner and said,

"You always stubbornly believed that you were going to marry Wenren Zhen, that you were going to be with Wenren Zhen, and that if you couldn't live together, you would die together."

"Yeah, that's what I always thought,"

Cheng Yuner looked at Jiang Nuan in surprise.

"How do you know... This idea of mine?"

..." Jiang Nuan was speechless at Cheng Yuner's words.

Everyone who knew her knew the idea of Cheng Yuner, but she thought it was a secret.

"If you jump out of this fixed idea, you will find that you can actually go a lot of ways."

After a while, Jiang Nuan looked at her and said faintly.

"Jump out?"

Cheng Yuner smiled bitterly.

"How do you jump out? Marrying Ah Zhen is my lifelong pursuit. How can I give up my pursuit?"

"Do you live your life for a man?"

Jiang Nuan looked at Cheng Yuner like this and said,

"Don't you think about your childhood dreams? Your dream when you were studying? Your dream of learning fashion design? Your dream when you were in the costume academy?"

..." Cheng Yuner listened to her without saying a word.

"Are you going to give up all those dreams just because of Wenren Zhen and because of a man who doesn't love you?" Jiang Nuan asked while the iron was hot.

"He's gone. What's the point of pursuing those dreams?"

Cheng Yuner muttered to himself.

"No, it's not like that."

Jiang Nuan said quickly,

"You were just asking me if I could donate my liver to you, and you knew that Wenren Zhen was being pressed under the mine at this time, and his life was uncertain. What does that mean? Do you know?"

Cheng Yuner looked at her, bit the corner of his lips, and shook his head gently after a long time.

"It means that you still want to live, and you want to live well, even without him."

Jiang Nuan struck while the iron was hot.

"In fact, in life, nothing is more important than your own things. You read so many books and learn so many things. It's definitely not for a man to read. You actually want to live a wonderful life."

"But I... I just want to live for him now,"

Cheng Yuner whispered,

"If he is alive, I will try my best to live, and I want to live a wonderful life for him. If he is not here, what's the use of me being wonderful?"

"..." Jiang Nuan listened to Cheng Yuner's words and really didn't know what to say.

So she nodded and said helplessly:

"Well, since you've made up your mind, then I won't say anything. When the little dance brings you some warm food, you can decide whether you want to eat it or not."

After saying this, Jiang Nuan felt extremely tired. He turned and stepped out of the house. He did not look back at Cheng Yuner, who was still standing in the room.

Just a few steps later, Huo Weiwu came back from the hallway with a heated meal.

When Huo Weiwu saw her, he asked,

"Madam, did you see Miss Cheng just now? Is she... Still crying?"

Jiang Nuan shook his head and said faintly:

"I told you that I didn't cry now, but I don't know if she will eat. You can try it. If you really don't eat it, then forget it."

"Okay, I'll send it to her right away. If she doesn't eat it, I'll leave her alone. It's not our responsibility to starve anyway."