Chapter 133 You Will Marry Me Today (27)
Wen Chan was indeed a little tired after not sleeping all night.
Go back to the room and lie on the bed, with your hands behind your head, thinking about things in a daze.
She could find an explanation for everything else, but she still couldn't understand the matter of the two Yang Mianmian.
If they were in a dream the whole time, it is obvious now that this dream belongs to the "player" Yang Mianmian, so what about the "ghost" Yang Mianmian?
The relationship between the two does not seem to be good, and there is not even much communication between them.
At first, Wen Chan had some thoughts about the two of them, thinking that "ghost" Yang Mianmian might seek revenge and cooperation with "player" Yang Mianmian.
Now it seems that this idea has been overturned.
Many things seem clear, but are actually confusing.
Thinking about it, Wen Chan fell asleep peacefully.
She didn't know how long it had passed before she noticed a scorching gaze that was hard for her to ignore.
Youyou opened her eyes and glanced towards the bed.
The person looking at him with this look was not Jing Shui.
But the person she was thinking about before going to bed, Yang Mianmian.
“You killed them all?”
Yang Mianmian opened her mouth and asked, her eyes bright and frightening, her expression also filled with madness, "Why would you want to do such a thing? They didn't do anything to you, right?"
"But kill them all. , Doesn’t your conscience hurt?”
“Looking at you sleeping so soundly, it shouldn’t hurt either. I really envy you, you can do whatever you want."
"Did you kill them because of the other Yang Mianmian? What a pity, she doesn't seem to appreciate it."
< br>"How about you help me too? I'll definitely appreciate it."
The moment she saw Wen Chan open her eyes, she was chattering away and talking a lot to herself.
Wen Chan silently looked away from her, her expression a little hopeless.
"Speak, why do you only help her and not me? Aren't we all Yang Mianmian?" Yang Mianmian was still urging Wen Chan.
“Is it because she looks more like a living person that you trust her more?”
“What is your relationship with her?” Wen Chan suddenly interrupted her. .
Success silenced her.
Yang Mianmian was squatting beside the bed, with an excited expression. After all, Wen Chan had eliminated all the disgusting men in the village overnight, and the remaining people in the village were still crying.
That’s so cool!
So many people, one night...
She has wanted to do this for more than one day, but unfortunately she does not have the ability.
Even if she had, she wouldn't be able to leave this well temple at all.
Now that the great revenge had been avenged so quietly, her favorability towards Wen Chan had skyrocketed, but she felt a little uncomfortable when she thought that Wen Chan did this for another Yang Mianmian.
Being asked this kind of question again, Yang Mianmian remained silent. The only words she wanted to say were not good ones.
Wen Chan took the quilt out, covered her body, turned over and turned her back to her, "Look, you don't even want to tell your true identity, why should I trust you? And why should I help you?"
"I am Yang Mianmian, who else could I be?" Yang Mianmian twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling slightly speechless.
I never thought that one day I would have to prove my identity.
"..." Wen Chan didn't answer, still facing her with his back, almost snoring.
"I am really Yang Mianmian! Even if I am dead, I can still have a lie!"
She ignored herself, so anxious that Yang Mianmian stood up and stretched out her hand to break Wen Chan's shoulder, "Look Look at me! Eyes are the windows to the human soul. , if you talk to each other, you will never lie!"
Wen Chan turned over and looked at her, "You are Yang Mianmian, then. Who is that next door? ”
"How do I know? Fake and shoddy products." Yang Mianmian rolled her eyes.
Wen Chan raised her eyebrows, "But you are not surprised by her existence?"
Yang Mianmian asked: "Are you surprised by an incompetent idiot?"< br>
She is not willing to take a second look at people who are not threatening to her.
Wen Chan: "..." It's hard to say how she feels now. "Then tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
She sat up from the bed, squinted her eyes and looked along the door that was opened a crack.
The sun was still shining brightly outside, and it seemed that she had not slept for long.
"Wait, can you come out during the day?"
She suddenly realized this serious problem.
Yang Mianmian asked strangely: "Why can't you come out? I just feel that there is no atmosphere during the day and I don't want to come out."
Which is scarier during the day or at night? Needless to say, right?
Wen Chan: "..."
She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her belly. Why can't this guy come out during the day?
With this touch, his face changed slightly.
She didn't feel Jing Shui's presence anymore!
The child, her child!
Ah bah!
Boyfriend, where is her boyfriend!
"Help me find my son. When our mother and son are reunited, I will tell you a secret." Yang Mianmian said mysteriously.
Wen Chan moved her eyes from her belly to Yang Mianmian's face, with an expression like "You're fucking kidding me."
She did not shy away from the fact that she was pregnant, but Yang Mianmian was not willing to talk about it.
Wen Chan asked: "If I remember correctly, you should have committed suicide as soon as you were pregnant, right? How can you find it when you haven't even taken shape yet? Are you so sure it's your son?"
This made her I can't help but think of Jing Shui's face.
"He is here, I can feel it!" Yang Mianmian's face turned red with excitement, "He must be here. Our mother and son are connected, and there can be no mistakes."
"..."
This is difficult to handle.
Most likely, Jing Shui absorbed the child, causing her body to be contaminated with the child's breath, which made Yang Mianmian feel that her child was still alive.
Even if it's alive... it's just a placenta.
“Can’t find it.”
Wen Chan refused.
You can’t leave Jingshui to her, right?
In order to deceive her into secrets, it’s not that they can’t communicate with each other, the problem is that they can’t see each other.
It’s a waste of money to pay each other.
So this question has no solution.
Yang Mianmian's face changed again and again. From the excitement at the beginning, it now became a bit contemptuous, "Why can't it be my turn? You really like the other Yang Mianmian better."
"I'm just I can't understand why you are looking for a piece of meat that is not shaped." Wen Chan said in an uncomfortable tone.
When it comes to feelings, there is definitely no such thing.
If anything, Yang Mianmian would not have gone to a dead end after realizing that she was pregnant.
Unless...
What she is looking for is not her son, but Jing Shui.
This is even more difficult to find.
Who knows what she wants to do?
"..."
Yang Mianmian stared at Wen Chan, not knowing whether he was angry with her for talking about her son like that, or angry with Wen Chan for not wanting to help her.
Seeing that Wen Chan was determined not to help, Yang Mianmian snorted coldly, got up and left without stopping at all.
"Yang Mianmian, do you remember how you came to the village?"
Wen Chan suddenly asked this question to her back.
"I remember you asked a similar question before. How else could I, a native of the village, come here? I was born!" Yang Mianmian closed the door with a bang and left without looking back. .
Forget it if you don’t help her, and keep asking her such mentally retarded questions, she is sick!