Zhuo Qianyun smiled lightly. "If I'm going to die one day, I won't die in front of you because I don't want you to be the last person I see!"
"You..." He glared at her. He only found her words making his heart feel stuffy with pain. "Stop talking about dying all day long. What's the matter? Are you going to die to get my sympathy now?"
She did not answer him but lowered her head to swallow the pills one at a time until she was done. Then, she looked up and stared at him without wavering, saying, "Well then, do you feel sorry for me? If I were to die and you had the chance to save me, would you?"
He was shocked. 'What does she mean? Is she dying?'
The speculation flashed through his mind, but he dismissed it. 'How can it be? She’s only saying this to get my sympathy, or perhaps she has some other motives.'
"How could I possibly save you? Forget about it. Zhuo Qianyun, I won't save you even if you die in front of me today!" he said coldly.
She smiled gently. "I thought so too. Ye Wenming, thank you."
He was stunned. Her thanks sounded so irritating. "Why are you thanking me? Is that sarcasm?"
"No, I really want to thank you," she said lightly. Her eyes shifted to her son who was still at the playground not far away. He was interacting with other children.
She wanted to thank Ye Wenming for breaking her unrealistic fantasies, for letting her know that she was right to get over this man. She wanted to thank him for letting her get out of this relationship that was wrong from the beginning.
"If there's another life, I hope we don't meet again." She did not even want to see him anymore.
Ye Wenming's face turned more and more gloomy. 'Don't meet again? Who does she think she is?'
However, why did he feel so uncomfortable at the sight of her being this calm?
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