Yingzhen slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by a vast expanse of white, as holy as heaven
She twitched the corner of her mouth, wanting to laugh that she had eaten so much blood, but she didn't expect to go to heaven after death. Did God not carefully investigate her past life?
Yingzhen moved slightly, but there was a little pain in his chest and he frowned. If he died, would he still feel pain?
In the midst of doubts, I heard a familiar and kind voice: "梢梢, are you awake?"
This sound... Ying Ming's heart froze in vain. Ning Meng's smiling and distressed look appeared in her sight. Her body was dyed with the halo of the sun, leaning over her like an angel.
Seeing that she really woke up, Ning Meng's smile widened a little, but her eyes became moist: "Silly girl, you finally woke up."
"Mengmeng, is that you?" Yingzhen reached out to touch her
"Of course, it's true." Ning Meng grabbed her hand
Ying Zhen's heart felt a little cold: "He, he killed you?"
Ning Meng frowned slightly, patted Ying Zhen's hand and said, "I'm fine, don't curse me to death."
"Okay?" Yingzhen was lost in thought. "Okay, how could he be in heaven like her?"
No, Ning Meng’s hands are warm. So, he’s not dead?
Yingzhen sat up all of a sudden. The movement was too violent, and a heart-pounding pain came from her chest. She couldn't help but let out a low cry, and covered her chest. She could feel the bandage on her chest through her clothes.
She said anxiously: "Mengmeng, am I not dead?"
Before Ning Meng could speak, another voice sounded warm and gentle: "How could you die? God will not be willing to take you away."
Ying Zhen was startled for a moment, then slowly turned her gaze away, and saw Mu Nianqing still staring at her with an elegant and charming smile.
"Nian Qing?" She was confused
Ning Meng put a pillow under her body and let her lean against the head of the bed to feel more comfortable.
"I'm honored that you still remember me." Mu Nianqing sat down next to her, took the back of her hand and kissed her gently.
Yingzhen flinched.
Seeing this, Ning Meng was a little evasive and said: "Zhenzhen, do you want to eat something? I'll make you some porridge."
Not to mention it's okay, but once I say it, I'm really hungry.
She nodded, and Ning Meng left quietly, closing the door gently.
Mu Nianqing took her hand and put it to her lips, her eyes were moist and her voice was exceptionally gentle: "Zhenzhen, nothing makes me more excited than when you wake up."