The reborn princess kills the whole capital

Chapter 484 This is the apology she wants to hear

"Ok?"

Wen Yan didn't react for a moment, and doubts arose deep in his chest.

Jin Yan tilted her head, "So how long can I live? No matter how bad I am, I can still live for ten years, or 20 years, or 30 years..."

"..."

Wen Yan suddenly couldn't answer.

Jin Yan saw his confusion and smiled lightly, "Fate is changing all the time, and the choices between people can also change fate. Otherwise, you wouldn't know your influence on me now. Is it right?"

Wen Yan's throat moved and he nodded slightly.

Jin Yan added, "In this case, man may not be invincible. I heard Bai Yun'er say that we are in a book. The plot in the book is that I did not die in my previous life, and was still with Xiao Yi in the end, but in my previous life That's not the case. Does this mean that Ah Qi came to you and changed the ending of the book with you?"

"Ah."

"Since you can change it once, why can't you change it a second time? When you went to Pingzhou City, you and Xiao Tong were in bad luck, but in the end because of Xiao Yuexi and me, didn't you come back in the end? That's when you also I discovered that you are closely related to me, and you discovered that me being with you will shorten your lifespan, right?”

Wen Yan took a deep breath and said nothing.

Jin Yan continued, "But, I am only 15 years old now. If I can live a hundred years, I still have 85 years of life, so what if I give you half of it?"

"You...don't you want to live a long life?"

Wen Yan finally spoke up, his voice hoarse.

"I don't want to now."

Jin Yan grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands and said seriously and carefully, "Wen Yan, I will not regret it, and I will not blame you. What's more, there are countless people with noble fates in the world. Maybe there will be people who will treat me in the future. What impact did it have? Since fate can change, it proves that it is not a fixed thing. I think Grandpa Yuan must have understood this before leaving, right? "

Wen Yan found that he could not refute.

Numerology cannot be completely fixed, and what can be deduced is only the most likely scenario. What's more, the woman named Ah Qi said that this world has its own protagonist, and the other party's subjective choice also plays a huge role. Influence.

"Wen Yan, have you ever thought that if you leave me, my destiny will change, or if you come back two years later, I might die by chance?"

"Freeze said!"

Wen Yan quickly covered her mouth.

Jin Yan blinked her eyes, she felt that this was really a possibility.

There are no absolutes in the world. If they were, the things they deduced were absolutely accurate. How could Wen Yan not know that she would fall in love with him?

Therefore, she only looks at the present.

As they are now, Yuan Jing said before leaving that they were destined to be married.

"You believe too much and rely too much on deductions."

Jin Yan said very firmly.

But the last person like Wen Yan should be so superstitious about these things. The reason why he was panicking was because he didn't want any trouble in her life. After thinking about it, she felt her breathing was stagnant again.

How can a genius-like national master be so stupid?

"If you deduce that I can live to be a hundred years old, can I also come back to life after eating Hedinghong?"

"you……"

There was a helpless expression on his face.

I can't even seal her mouth by covering it, it's really...

Jin Yan grabbed his wrist and pulled it down, looking up at him, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, everything you said is right."

He sighed, and his eyes suddenly became serious again.

Jin Yan realized his change, and her heart felt suddenly lifted. She was about to speak, but her lips were pressed by his fingers.

"Ayan..."

"I'm not brave enough, I'm sorry."

This is the apology she wants to hear.

Jin Yan's eyes turned red instantly, so she hurriedly fanned herself with her hands and said angrily, "My tears will dry up this night."

"Don't make me cry again."

Despite saying this, tears still rolled down.

His eyes suddenly became dark, and the face in front of Jin Yan suddenly enlarged.

Wen Yan grabbed her waist and lifted her up from the rocking chair, and Jin Yan fell into his arms before she could react.

His arms continued to tighten and his breathing became heavier.

With his head buried in her neck, trembling all over, Jin Yan felt the moisture on her neck. She opened her hands helplessly, as if she could feel his complicated emotions at this time, and slowly wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I... haven't planned to forgive you so easily."

She whimpered, and the grievances she felt for a while suddenly found a breakthrough.

The dark clouds overhead dispersed in an instant, and the moon emerged from the clouds.

Wen Yan froze and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, if you don't forgive me, I'll come back and beg you for forgiveness. Don't cry."

"I just feel...I feel so uncomfortable that you didn't tell me anything."

"My mistake, I'm sorry, I'll change it later, okay?"

Wen Yan was in a panic. He felt that the war was in chaos for a moment. He was helpless to wipe away his tears, but the more he wiped, the more tears he shed, "Ayan..."

"Well, I'm here."

Even though she was crying, Jin Yan also hurriedly replied.

Wen Yan held this face carefully and looked at it very seriously, as if he wanted to imprint it on his heart, but in fact it had already been imprinted on his heart.

Jinyan felt embarrassed to be stared at by him. She had said she wouldn't cry just now, so she threw herself into his arms and shrank.

"I'm sleepy."

After saying something muffled, Jinyan hugged his waist, yawned, and burped again.

The shackles in her heart were opened, and after the awkward troubleshooting, she relaxed instantly and returned to the familiar embrace, feeling sleepy.

"Okay, go to bed."

Full of guilt, he picked her up and carried her to her room. Jinyan was already fast asleep when she placed her on the bed.

A slight smile appeared on the face that was no bigger than a palm, and the butterfly-wing-like eyelashes formed a shadow under the eyelids, as if he was dreaming of a sweet dream, and the years were quiet and beautiful at this time.

If it weren't for the tear stains on her face and the red and swollen eyes, who would have thought that she was crying uncontrollably before half a cup of tea?

Wen Yan did not leave, but sat down by the bed, carefully wiping the tears on her face, with a focused and serious expression, as if protecting the most important part of her life.

He was so afraid of someone who cherished her life and wanted to live with all her strength, afraid that she would resist, afraid that she would be disgusted, and he didn't even dare to mention it. .