The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (81)
Like he wanted to kill someone.
When Bai Weiwei saw the psychiatrist had left, she said to the system, “Like this, Xu Menggui will wear down his love for me. After I leave, he can get involved in another, better relationship.”
After all, the 100 favorability was complete.
Even if the capture target suddenly didn’t love her anymore–
–she was considered to have completed the mission.
The system had a look of surprise. “You’re such a kind-hearted girl.”
This was simply not letting go of the male lead while on one’s deathbed, and also wanting to abuse until she was satisfied ah.
Shameless Bai: “That’s right.”
After Xu Menggui came in, he didn’t say anything, his attitude still that of working hard without complaints.
He began to make many things that Bai Weiwei had loved to eat before.
But Bai Weiwei, without exception–
–threw it all up.
Xu Menggui’s expression grew more and more sullen.
Every time she vomited out something, distress, bleakness, and madness weaved together in his eyes.
For three to four days, Bai Weiwei was too weak to get up.
Wearing white pajamas, she looked just like a ghost.
She would be able to leave as soon as the day was over. Starving to death was truly trying on a person.
Fortunately, it wasn’t really starving to death. After all, with three to four days of being supplemented by a nutritional drip–
–it wasn’t so painful she couldn’t hold on.
But even if the body could survive, she wanted to leave.
Xu Menggui made porridge again. She hadn’t eaten for so long that if she wanted to eat, it had to be a liquid.
But Bai Weiwei refused. She was afraid of vomiting.
Yesterday, Xu Menggui exploded. She wouldn’t eat? He stuffed her mouth, even using his mouth to feed her.
But nothing he did worked.
Even if he momentarily succeeded–
–she would still vomit a while later.
The power of the regulatory rules was truly very fierce.
Yesterday, he seemed to have determined that she was going on a complete hunger strike.
Xu Menggui’s despairing look made those who saw it feel their hearts sour.
“Weiwei, try again. Let’s try again.”
Although Xu Menggui wasn’t as terrible as he was yesterday, he still did his utmost to get her to eat.
Seeing the girl he loved continue on her hunger strike–
–no one could imagine all the pain he endured.
Bai Weiwei weakly shook her head. “Not eating. Xu Menggui, take it away.”
Xu Menggui held the food, standing there blankly for a long time.
He finally showed a smile, his eyes desolate and cold.
Then he turned around with the food and left.
He didn’t force her like he did yesterday.
Bai Weiwei’s head was spinning. She said softly to the system, “Slagstem, next time there’s a weird way of dying, remember to let me know.”
System: “Sometimes I don’t know how you’ll die until very late. After all, it’s not the most important information.”
Before, Bai Weiwei didn’t think it was that important, either.
Now she knew it was all too important.
Today was starvation, tomorrow might be eating to death.
The main system was simply sick . How could its inflexible host coming here?
At night, Xu Menggui began to decorate the room, and he ordered a birthday cake.
He opened another bottle of red wine.
He faced the floor-to-ceiling windows.
He said to Bai Weiwei: “Weiwei, today is my birthday.”
Bai Weiwei said, with no strength in her voice, “Happy birthday.”
The depths of Xu Menggui’s eyes were quiet and deep. He suddenly reached out to hug her and placed her on his lap.
Then he smiled softly. “Eat some cake ba.”
Saying this, he scooped up some cream with his finger and rubbed it gently onto her lips.
Bai Weiwei hadn’t eaten anything in so long that the smell of the cream was a bit nauseating.
In fact, when the later stages got more painful, the prodigal system smashed open some pain relief ointment.
She didn’t expect that the pain relief cream could alleviate the pain of an empty stomach.
So Bai Weiwei didn’t suffer much.