But none of that was enough to justify him leaving himself on the bed.
Yan Li shrank back into the bed almost instantly, her eyes trembling slightly: "I don't sell myself. You'd better think carefully before you make any demands."
“I don’t have much time left to live…” Wen Shanbai didn’t expect Yan Li to be so direct. He lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly, “Before that, I really hoped you could stay here with me.”
“But don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you,” he said, glancing up at Yan Li. He paused, his tone filled with regret, “and I can’t.”
A perfectly healthy person, in an instant, also seemed to have a sense of being on the verge of collapse and broken.
Wen Shanbai was indeed not lying to her. His body was already at its limit and would die sooner or later, provided that she did not appear.
Yan Li: Hmm?
That's a lot of information. Is it what she meant?
He's not only sickly and weak, but also incapable?
This seems like good news, but as someone once said: the more incompetent a person is, the more abnormal their mentality becomes, and who knows what kind of unknown quirks they may have.
However, Yan Li couldn't help but ask, "Did I hit him?", thinking about how she had fallen from such a height and landed right on this person.
“No,” Wen Shanbai said, pausing for a moment, “Even without you, I wouldn’t have lived much longer. Now I just have someone else to collect my corpse.”
But his pale face and deep gaze held a thousand unspoken words within.
They practically said it outright.
Yes, it was you, it was you who smashed it.
What else do you want to ask?
Are you still trying to shirk responsibility?
Yan Li felt extremely uncomfortable under the gaze. She lowered her head and thought to herself: No wonder he carried her back directly. He had already gone this far. If she still didn't agree, she would really be inhuman.
“Okay,” she looked up at the man again, “Don’t worry, I will accompany you and see you off on your final journey.”
"By the way, what is your name? I'll erect a monument for you when you die."
Once Yan Li makes a decision, she will do it to the best of her ability.
Wen Shanbai hadn't expected the topic to shift to the tombstone so quickly.
“Wen Shanbai, single character Ci.” He looked up at Yan Li, who was asking earnestly, and a smile appeared on his lips. “In that case, thank you very much, A Li.”
The affectionate address made Yan Li's fingertips tremble slightly.
"Does Ali not like this nickname?"
Wen Shanbai paused for a moment, then said, "I was just thinking that we might be spending some time together in the future, and calling each other by name all the time would be too formal."
Upon hearing this, Yan Li had no objections. Looking at the person in front of her, she pondered for a moment and said, "That makes sense. From now on, I'll call you Xiaobai."
"It sounds so familiar."
It was indeed friendly, but it didn't sound like someone was being greeted.
Looking at Yan Li, who was serious and didn't seem to be making fun of him, Wen Shanbai couldn't tell whether she was doing it on purpose or not.
He even used words specifically, isn't that clear enough?
Wen Shanbai's dark eyes deepened slightly as he gazed at Yan Li, who was waiting for his answer on the bed, and a slight smile played on his lips:
"Okay, I'll do as Ali says."
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