When Mu Qianchu put Xiaonian on the bed, she looked at his arm, blood was seeping out of the sweater.
Mu Qianchu didn't even cry out in pain. He grabbed her hands and was about to tie them. When he realized what he was going to do, Shi Xiaonian struggled angrily, sat up and was about to run.
Seeing this, the eyebrow doctor also came over and helped push Shi Xiaonian back, holding down one of her hands.
Mu Qianchu tied one of her hands with a special fixator and fixed it to the bedside, fixing every finger so that she could not move.
Seeing that Mu Qianchu had fixed it, the eyebrow scar doctor let go of Shi Xiaonian, and Shi Xiaonian immediately sat up to remove it.
"Secure that hand, too."
Mu Qianchu said.
She is so disobedient.
"Yes, Master Mu."
The eyebrow doctor also fixed Shi Xiaonian's other hand so that she could not even lift it.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian struggled painfully and kicked her legs without saying a word.
Mu Qianchu stared at her with his eyes down, "Xiao Nian, don't force me to tie your legs up, I don't want to treat you like that."
Shi Xiaonian stared at Mu Qianchu, with anger and hatred in his eyes.
The eyebrow scar doctor walked over to bury the needle for her. When the needle tip penetrated her skin, the pain made Shi Xiaonian want to shrink, but the whole arm was fixed so that she could not move.
Gradually, she stopped struggling and just lay on the bed.
How many days can I last if I only eat nutritional water on hunger strike? It’s just that I’ll be tortured for a longer time.
"That's good."
When Mu Qianchu saw that she had calmed down, he curled his lips with satisfaction. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.
Shi Xiaonian turned his head.
Mu Qianchu pulled up a chair and sat down beside her bed. He stared at her with his lower eyes and said in a gentle voice, "You know, there is another parade outside today. This city has to hold a parade every year for various inexplicable reasons. Have a big parade.”
“…”
Shi Xiaonian remained silent.
"It hasn't snowed here this year, and I really want to see it snow." Mu Qianchu said as if he was having a routine with her. When his eyes glanced at Xiao Nian's fingers, he took out a set of nail-cutting tools from the drawer on the side. .
He picked up a nail clipper and leaned over, carefully cutting her nails.
Each of her finger joints was taped with black tape, and she couldn't even bend them, so she could only let him do whatever he wanted.
"The New Year in Italy doesn't have much atmosphere, it's better at home." Mu Qianchu said while cutting her nails, "I couldn't see at that time, and you were the one who ordered me to hang the lanterns. You know, although I lost my memory later, I When I saw the red lantern for the first time, I had a strange feeling, as if the lantern and I had some fate."
“…”
Shi Xiaonian still didn't say a word, she made herself mute.
In the past few days, Mu Qianchu always talked to her about ordinary things and recalled various things in the past, but she remained indifferent.
"It will be the Lantern Festival soon, Xiao Nian. When you feel better, we will hang up lanterns. I bought so many that I can hang them all over the island."
Mu Qianchu finished cutting her nails and said.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian turned a deaf ear and looked down at her hands.
Mu Qianchu's eyes were fixed on her, thinking that she was with him, and the temperature in his eyes became warmer, but soon, the temperature cooled down.
She wasn't looking at him.
She was looking at the ring on her finger.
Mu Qianchu's face suddenly turned cold. He tore off the tape on her ring finger and forcibly removed the ring.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian stared at him with hatred and struggled wildly.
Give her the ring back.
Give her the ring back!
That's hers.
Her body kept twisting, but her arms were firmly fixed.
Mu Qianchu stood up, opened the window, and threw the ring out. When he turned around, he saw the despair in Shi Xiaonian's eyes.
Desperate despair.
He threw away her last attachment.
He lowered his eyes, pretending not to notice, walked to her bedside and sat down again, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "The rice is almost cold, I will feed it to you."
With that said, Mu Qianchu picked up the rice bowl, picked up a spoon, made up a spoonful of half rice and half vegetables, and then handed it to her lips.
Shi Xiaonian closed her eyes and pursed her lips tightly.
"If you don't like eating, then drink some soup first." Mu Qianchu said patiently, put the rice aside, picked up a bowl of soup, and said softly, "Didn't you say that I cooked the bones?" Is the soup delicious? Although you complimented me because you went to my room to search for clues, you also drank a lot, which proves that you don’t hate this soup so much."
“…”
Shi Xiaonian opened her eyes.
It turned out that he knew, no wonder Feng De couldn't find anything, and he didn't know where Gong Ou was disposed of by Mu Qianchu and where his body is now.
"Come on, Xiaonian, have a drink of soup."
Mu Qianchu said, taking a mouthful of soup with a spoon and putting it to her lips.
Shi Xiaonian closed her lips.
"Xiao Nian, you'd better be obedient and don't anger me." Mu Qianchu said, holding the spoon.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian said nothing and didn't even look at him, treating him as if he was nothing.
Mu Qianchu's face was cold. He held the spoon and drank the soup, holding the bone soup in his mouth. He stood up and bent down to kiss her on the mouth. He kissed her firmly and fed the bone soup into her mouth. in her mouth.
Shi Xiaonian stared at him with wide eyes angrily.
He really regarded her as a bird in his palm, and he could ravage her as he pleased.
Shi Xiaonian tightly closed her lips. Mu Qianchu pressed her and tried to pry her lips open. Transparent liquid dripped from the corners of their mouths.
He stared at her, stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin.
When Xiao Nian was in pain, she opened her lips reflexively. Mu Qianchu saw the opportunity and fed the soup into it. With his breath, he rolled his warm tongue in an attempt to force her to swallow.
Realizing what he was going to do, Shi Xiaonian spit out the soup in her mouth without even thinking about it.
The soup sprayed all over Mu Qianchu's face.
His handsome and feminine face was suddenly filled with embarrassment, and water droplets trickled down the curve of his chin. He stared down at Shi Xiaonian, with anger in his eyes. He reached out and wiped his face, "Xiao Nian , do you have to treat me like this?"
“…”
Shi Xiaonian ignored him and closed her eyes.
"Xiao Nian, you forced me to do this! I want you today!"
Mu Qianchu glared at her and growled, stretched out his hand to unplug her infusion tube from the middle buckle, picked up the tape and stuck it where the needle was buried, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, kissing her crazily. Still smelling of bone soup, he put a hand on her body, caressing her without any rules, and rolled up her clothes.
Shi Xiaonian was fixed on the bed and couldn't struggle away. She bit Mu Qianchu's mouth and bit it tightly.
The smell of blood quickly melted between the two people's lips.
Mu Qianchu removed her lips, and his bloody lips began to kiss her face and neck crazily, sucking out little marks, marks that belonged only to him.
The buttons on her clothes were unbuttoned one by one, and the air filled her skin with a cool feeling.
The sun is warm.
Drops of water were dripping from the transparent infusion tube, gathering in a ball on the floor.
The bed was messy again.
The quilt was thrown aside, and Shi Xiaonian kicked his legs, but he couldn't hurt Mu Qianchu at all. His hands moved around her body, like sharp weapons, scratching her skin until blood flowed freely.
Mu Qianchu was like a crazy beast, having lost all his patience.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian's mouth was full of blood, and she struggled until she was sweating profusely, but it was of no use. She raised her head and fell back.
never mind.
She has been on a hunger strike for two days and cannot physically struggle.
Miyao, don't use your narrow jealousy to resent me today. Shi Xiaonian thought so when she gave up resistance.
She was afraid that when she got to heaven, Gong Ou would still question her.
I wonder if the paranoid personality disorder that went to Heaven Gongou is still there. If it is, she will have to explain for a long time.
It's really annoying.
Shi Xiaonian was thinking secretly. She missed Xiaokui's laughter, she missed the way Gong Ou looked when she was eating, and she missed her mother's tenderness when she washed her hair. In this way, she ignored Mu Qianchu's kiss on her body. The feeling of wandering.
Suddenly, Mu Qianchu, who was lying on top of her, was as stiff as a stone.
She looked at him, and Mu Qianchu straightened up suddenly and covered his eyes with his hands.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian looked at him silently.
Mu Qianchu suddenly walked out, stumbling, stretched out his hand to open the door and walked out.
As soon as he went out, Shi Xiaonian heard a hard fall to the ground.
Shi Xiaonian was a little stunned, but soon, she didn't think about anything else.
After escaping the disaster, she lay on the bed and turned to look out the window. A white bird flew by and landed on her window sill.
…
Mu Qianchu stumbled out of the door, covering one eye with his hand.
The light in his eyes suddenly became weaker and weaker.
Everything in his sight was covered with a layer of phantom, and there were also double images.
"Master Mu!"
Dr. Eyebrow Scar came over from the side, stepped forward to help Mu Qianchu, who almost fell to the sofa, and helped him sit down on the sofa nearby.
"I can't see clearly, please help me!"
Mu Qianchu said excitedly.
"Yes, Mr. Mu." The eyebrow doctor quickly took out a medical lamp from his pocket and shined it into Mu Qianchu's eyes.
Mu Qianchu sat on the sofa, his eyes pierced by a strong light.
It stung his eyes.
He frowned and asked eagerly, "I can't see clearly, and there are double images. Come on, give me the medicine! Give me more medicine!"
"Mr. Mu, your medicine has been heavy enough." Dr. Eyebrow Scar looked at him and said, frowning, "Mr. Mu, I told you that although it is an eye disease, your emotions are too much. Volatility also affects, worsening.”
Every time Mu Shaoyi entered Shi Xiaonian's room, his mood was bound to be affected.
"What do you mean? Didn't you say one year?"
Mu Qianchu covered his eyes and said.
"This one year is just an estimate, and it depends on proper maintenance." The eyebrow doctor said, "But Mr. Mu..."
He hesitated to speak.
"You mean I can't wait until the one-year deadline is up?"
Mu Qianchu asked. (To be continued)