Chapter 807: I Know What I Think About Mu Jin

However, when Wei Yuanwei was about to stretch out her hand to stop Ning Zheyan, Ning Zheyan's voice was extremely cold: "Don't touch me!"

However, Wei Yuanwei's hand had already grasped Ning Zheyan's hand holding the umbrella frame.

Ning Zheyan did not hide or take back his hand, but looked at Wei Yuanwei's hand with his ice-like eyes without any warmth, and then said: "Do you think Zheyan's hand is the same as the hand of a dead person?" , there is no temperature at all, and you can’t even feel your pulse?”

When Wei Yuanwei heard Ning Zheyan's last words, she immediately felt for Ning Zheyan's pulse. Then her whole expression became extremely surprised, because she really couldn't feel the pulse.

"How could it be?" Wei Yuanwei retracted her hand, looked at the person in front of her, and was shocked.

Although the distance between the two people was already close, Wei Yuanwei still couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and could only vaguely see a dark shadow.

"So it really doesn't matter whether you believe me or not. Zheyan really just wants to see you!" Ning Zheyan said in a low voice, and then said: "But Zheyan originally said The promise you made is still there, as long as you blow the little gourd in your hand, Zheyan will come back, but not at any time, but only at night!"

Wei Yuanwei listened in astonishment to what Ning Zheyan said, her lowered hands trembled slightly, and then she wanted to lift the oil-paper umbrella covering Ning Zheyan's face.

However, Ning Zheyan's hand was faster than Wei Yuanwei's, and he immediately grasped Wei Yuanwei's hand that was about to open the oil-paper umbrella.

"Zheyan can't see the light!" What Ning Zheyan said was extremely serious and cautious.

Maybe a little moonlight is nothing to others, but to Ning Zheyan it is fatal.

Then Ning Zheyan gently put down the hand that was holding Wei Yuanwei. His red lips were as red as if they were stained with rouge, but they still couldn't hide his body that had no warmth: "It's good to hold this warm temperature in your hand." Comfortable!"

Before, Wei Yuanwei firmly believed that this person was not Ning Zheyan, but now Ning Zheyan's series of performances proved more and more that this person was Ning Zheyan.

Even though his body was cold and his heart was cold, when he treated her, he was filled with warmth.

That kind of subtle emotion was revealed bit by bit from Ning Zheyan, and Wei Yuanwei could really feel it.

"Ning Zheyan, is it really you? Are you really not dead?" Ning Zheyan just put down Wei Yuanxi's hand, but Wei Yuanxi once again held Ning Zheyan's hand that had no temperature and no pulse. hand.

"What's the difference between Zheyan and a dead person now? He just can talk and see things!" When Wei Yuanwei held Ning Zheyan's hand, the warm but scorching temperature penetrated Ning Zheyan's skin. It seeped into his blood, as if his dried-up blood was alive again.

"How did you become like this? There is no temperature, no pulse, and you can't even see the faint moonlight?" There was too much confusion in Wei Yuanwei's eyes, and the whole thing was like a mist. It shrouded her in it, completely making her unable to find any direction.

She thought the results would either yield useful clues or none at all.

However, in fact, it was neither of these. Not only did she not get any clues, but it made the whole thing confusing.

Ning Zheyan raised the corners of his lips, but his eyes fell firmly on Wei Yuanwei's anxious face: "Zheyan was like this when he woke up!"

Ning Zheyan still said the same sentence, his eyes were blank but seemed to reveal something.

"Don't you know anything?" Wei Yuanwei said in surprise.

With no pulse, no temperature, and no ability to see light, how did Ning Zheyan spend the past four years?

"Zheyan knows that Mu Jin is still alive. You are with him now and have a child. You have finally got the life you want!" Ning Zheyan said in a low voice, although there was joy in his words. , but it is so sad to say it.

Listening to Ning Zheyan's words, Wei Yuanwei felt as if he didn't belong to this world at all.

Wei Yuanwei is really conflicted now. On the one hand, she feels that the other person is Ning Zheyan, but on the other hand, she is afraid that the other person is lying to her.

Why can a person survive despite having no body temperature, no pulse, and no ability to see light?

Is this completely against human medicine, or is it all an illusion?

No pulse and no temperature are just caused by the drugs?

Just to lower her vigilance?

Wei Yuanwei slightly let go of Ning Zheyan's hand: "What else do you know?"

"You are not happy with him!" Ning Zheyan looked at Wei Yuanwei, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his charming eyes. The umbrella in his hand also gradually moved away from Wei Iris.

Suddenly, the moonlight shining on Wei Yuanwei's face was instantly blocked.

The two of them were carrying an oil-paper umbrella at night, and what Ning Zheyan said just now made Wei Yuanwei subconsciously push Ning Zheyan away from her: "I'm unhappy, but it's not because of Mu Mu. Jin, but now Mu Jin and I can't really be together. I've been waiting for Mu Jin for five years and finally got to know him, but there are always people behind the scenes who are sabotaging Mu Jin and me. Pushing Mu Jin and I into a corner."

Ning Zheyan was silent for a while: "Do you think this is the reason why you are really unhappy?"

"What do you mean?" Wei Yuanwei increasingly understood what Ning Zheyan was talking about, and even felt that Ning Zheyan seemed to have changed.

It was the aura on his body and the feeling he gave her that had changed.

It was sudden, without warning!

"Little tail, don't lie to yourself. Do you still feel the same way you did before when you and Mu Jin are together?" Ning Zheyan raised the corner of her lips and said coldly: "You are still the same as before, even from a distance Push him away, but still want him to come close? You ran away again and again before, not because you wanted to leave him at all, but because you liked the feeling of being chased, and you also wanted to prove that you were in his heart. It's just so important. If you want to leave him this time, I think even if he is catching up, you won't be willing to go back with him, right?"

Wei Yuanwei looked at Ning Zheyan with an expression of extreme surprise, but suddenly understood, why was she angry?

Who knows if he is really Ning Zheyan?

If it wasn't true, why should she be angry?

"I know how I feel about Mu Jin!" She was about to believe that he was Ning Zheyan, but when he said these words, Wei Yuanwei overturned the idea that he was Ning Zheyan.