Wang Jie fell silent for a moment, without uttering a word, his heart filled with gloomy sorrow. Indeed, no one could help.
However, the next second, what surprised Wang Jie was that Zhang Jianing did not show too much sadness, but instead smiled faintly and looked at Wang Jie with a cheerful expression.
"But, handsome, you don't need to worry about me so much."
"At least now I know that I have at least three more months of time. During this period, I can enjoy my life and cherish this time."
"And these few days, I thought about it thoroughly; many of my wishes have already been fulfilled."
"Honestly, I'm not very upset right now. It's just that there are always some things that remain regrettable."
Hearing these words, Wang Jie was also stunned. He had not expected a young girl to be so optimistic in the face of illness; he really admired her spirit.
Yet, when he heard that she had unfulfilled regrets, Wang Jie immediately asked.
