"I know exactly what I am talking about, Aoxuan. When I find his soul, I will leave here..."
"What you will see is...I will fall into a coma again...maybe I will never wake up for the rest of my life..."
Leng Aoxuan pulled her into his arms and held her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood, "No way..."
"Xiaoya, you will not leave me..."
"How about you take a good rest? When you wake up, I will ask the doctor to check you..."[
He still didn't believe his own words.
He thought there was something wrong with her brain and that she was talking nonsense.
Jiang Xueya sighed softly. When he was so excited, it seemed that she couldn't make him believe anything she said.
Indeed, telling anyone such a thing would sound ridiculous.
But she remembers...
When she told Feng Li about this incident, he believed her.
Perhaps it was because that world was relatively feudal and superstitious. Even though the idea of ​​resurrecting a dead body was bizarre, it was still believable.
In addition, her personality is completely different from the real Murong Wan...
"Aoxuan, if you insist that I am talking nonsense, then I have nothing to say..."
"Xiaoya, this kind of thing... is so ridiculous..."
"You've been sleeping for a long time...Although you're awake now, your mind is probably still hazy..."
Leng Aoxuan's low, hoarse, magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "It's not that I don't believe you, but this kind of thing is really unbelievable!"
"How could you... fall in love with someone else..."
Not sure whether he was persuading her or himself, Leng Aoxuan said eagerly, "The person you love...is me..."
"You love Leng Aoxuan...that Jiyue Liuyin...that's just a person you imagined..."
"The weather is nice today. Shall I take you out for a walk? Soak up the sun and walk around. You will feel much more awake..."
Jiang Xueya raised her head slightly from his arms and looked at that handsome face.
Those dark eyes... were completely devoid of the usual calmness and composure.