Chapter 2 (1/2)

Because she still sniffed a perfume that belongs to women in his body...

”I'm here. How are you doing?” Hao Yansen stood at the edge of the bed, staring at her, with a low and light voice, as if asking a stranger who was most familiar with him.

Mo Yun also raised his eyes, and looked at him with calm and emotional eyes, ”I'm fine, and my days are finally getting less and less.”

Hao Yansen's dark pupils twinkled for a moment, then slowly sat down beside the bed, drew a smile and said, ”I'm telling you good news. The transplantable heart has finally been found. The doctors are very happy and say it's a miracle. They will arrange the operation for you as soon as possible, so you won't.... ”

”No Mo Yun suddenly and firmly interrupted his words. His tone didn't fluctuate. ”I won't transplant it. That's it. I'm not interested in living another day. Moreover, after transplantation, it is only a few more years. ”

She knows her body best.

Most people don't live many years after heart transplantation, let alone her body which has been eroded by poison.

So transplanting a heart is unnecessary. She has no nostalgia for the world.

Mo Yun's words are very firm, and there is no element of gambling. She really does not want to live.

To live is a torment to her, and death is a relief.

Hao Yansen was blocked by her reaction and couldn't say a word.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: ”don't you want to have a real life, without any pain and resentment, simply belong to your own life?”

Suddenly, it was like a flash of fire in his heart.

There seems to be a crack in Mo Yun's dark eyes

”Mo Yun, you haven't lived the life you want.” Hao Yansen's voice continued to ring in a low voice.

Mo Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Yeah, she hasn't had a really happy day in her life.

Never live a day really only belong to their own, the most simple day