Ning Wan sighed in her heart, and instead of struggling, she hugged Shen Jingyi back until she felt her feet go numb.
Although it can block the pain of poisoning, leg numbness is not poisoning.
The tingling sensation that slowly extended from the calf made Ning Wan call for a stop.
"I'm serious. I really don't blame you. You don't have to blame yourself."
Shen Jingyi looked at Ning Wan, who had a natural expression, without any reluctance, but instead had a more carefree look.
As expected, ghosts are heartless, especially those who died early. Relying on the fact that they have died once, they completely ignore whether others will be sad because of their death.
Could it be that in her eyes, he was just doing this out of responsibility?
Shen Jingyi wanted to explain, but looking at the bloodstains at the corners of Ning Wan's mouth, he felt powerless to say anything.
Their eyes met, and Shen Jingyi paused for a long time before speaking: "Does it hurt?"
Even though he knew Ning Wan might lie, Shen Jingyi still wanted to ask her again and again, trying to hear some different answers.
"It doesn't hurt." Ning Wan answered honestly. As if she had thought of something, her tone became more thankful. "Really, it doesn't hurt at all. It's just that my throat feels a little uncomfortable from coughing."
Is it really just uncomfortable?
Because it doesn't hurt, so you're not afraid?
In his heart, Shen Jingyi had already half believed Ning Wan's words.
Ning Wan looked at Shen Jingyi's eyes that seemed to want to speak but hesitated, and just wanted to change the subject.
She really didn't want to be reminded that she could die at any moment.
Perhaps Ning Wan's prayers were too sincere, for the waiter actually knocked on the door at that moment, "Sir, your food is ready!"
Seeing someone coming to the rescue, Ning Wan walked over directly and opened the door, "Put it on the table first."
The waiter nodded and hurried to enter the room, but found that there was no light in the room.
He glanced at Ning Wan, then at the candlestick beside the table, took out a tinder from his bosom, lit it quickly, and then placed the tinder on the corner of the table.
How could he forget to leave a tinderbox for this room?
After the waiter placed a few dishes, he turned around and saw Shen Jingyi standing by the bed.
No, run away. I think the young couple is having a quarrel.
The waiter's steps suddenly became bigger, and he even remembered to close the door when he left.
Inside the room, the words that were about to let Shen Jingyi go out got stuck in Ning Wan’s throat.
Ning Wan glanced at the bowl of rice on the table not far away and immediately felt confident. However, before she could say anything, the door was knocked again.
Ning Wan opened the door without hesitation. She originally thought that Xiaoju came to see her, but she saw the tray in the waiter's hand, the steaming rice on the tray, and even a pair of chopsticks.
Since Ning Wan was standing sideways, the waiter came in almost the moment the door opened. After putting the bowls down, he said, "Please enjoy your meal, sirs." Then he left quickly again.
Ning Wan: Okay, there’s no reason to kick people out anymore.
Chen Jingyi raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the closed door again, walked forward, and took the still dazed Ning Wan to the table: "Eat first, the food will get cold later and won't taste good."
Ning Wan originally thought that this meal would be particularly depressing, but in fact it was not.
Shen Jingyi seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and picked up some food for Ning Wan as usual.
And Ning Wan was naturally happy.
She really couldn't say: Even if I die, you must live well.
Shen Jingyi noticed Ning Wan's expression, gritted his teeth slightly, and put some more food into Ning Wan's bowl.
Ning Wan glanced at the white radish in Wanzhong: If he hadn't eaten it himself, she would really suspect that he wanted to give her the dish he didn't like.
[Host, tell me, is there a possibility that the male protagonist is truly in love with you now?]
[Is giving the host some radish because it can dispel the cold?]
Xiao Qi looked at Shen Jingyi who was about to lose control of his chopsticks, then glanced at the host who was eating happily, and couldn't help but utter a sound.
Ning Wan paused with her chopsticks, then continued eating as if nothing had happened.
He just glanced at Shen Jingyi out of the corner of his eyes.
like?
Apart from being a little excited at the beginning, he now seems to have accepted the fact.
So it's just love, right?
"Yeah?"
"Please report your heart rate."
The familiar words did not dissuade Xiaoqi from doing so. Instead, he opened the data panel to check.
But until the two of them put down their bowls and chopsticks, Xiaoqi still couldn't give an answer.
Ning Wan: "Xiao Qi?"
After drinking another cup of tea, there was still no reply from Xiao Qi. Ning Wan sighed in her heart.
[Host, actually, the heartbeat value isn't that important. Didn't you say that before? Human emotions are complex, and the data might not be that accurate.]
[Furthermore, the host has felt how the male protagonist treats him. This data...]
"Stop it, don't say any more. Just tell me, how much is it?"
Ning Wan interrupted Xiao Qi. She had an idea of how much she was attracted to Chen Jingyi, but she still wanted to confirm it.
Of course, the point is that she doesn't want to recall how Shen Jingyi treated her at all. These days, she has finally prepared herself mentally and accepted the setting that she will be off work after her death, so she is counting the days and waiting for death.
He even thought of a reason to make Shen Jingyi feel less guilty.
Ning Wan felt that she had done a very good job in the after-sales section of the task package.
[…Seventy-five.]
After seeing this number, Xiao Qi felt that what the host said was right. Human emotions are indeed complicated.
It clearly felt that the male protagonist loved the host terribly, but the data in front of it could not be faked.
Ning Wan was only slightly surprised after getting the answer. Her budget fluctuated by five points compared to Xiao Qi's.
She really didn't expect there was a seventy-five. She thought it was only seventy.
But at least I was not wrong. I just like it. As time goes by, I will naturally like it more.
"Xiao Qi, the data may not be accurate, but it won't lie, right?"
Xiao Qi glanced at the disappointing Shen Jingyi and strongly agreed with his host's opinion.
If it feels sorry for the dramatic male protagonist again, let it... well, it deserves to be laughed at by the host.
Xiao Qi couldn't guarantee that he would not make the same mistake again in the future. After thinking it over again and again, he changed to a method with the least serious consequences.
Shen Jingyi didn't know what Yiren Yitong was thinking. He was just thinking about how to keep Ning Wan. He didn't even notice that the waiter came back to take away the dishes.
Looking at the dazed Shen Jingyi, Ning Wan hesitated for a moment, then spoke: "I'm a little sleepy..."
Before he could finish his words, Shen Jingyi instantly moved to the side of the bed, shook out the quilt, spread it out, and turned his head again.
Ning Wan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Shen Jingyi, but she really didn't want to fight the sleepiness in her head.
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