Bai Weiwei really had nothing to say.
After all, there wasn’t any say to explain something like passively starving to death.
She raised her head. Her eyes carried traces of water, and she looked unusually pale and haggard.
Xu Menggui’s temper vanished, and the tyrannical look in his eyes was immediately suppressed.
He grabbed a tissue and wiped Bai Weiwei’s mouth.
“I’ll get you another bowl. Shall we eat some?”
After speaking, he turned and left, as though afraid that Bai Weiwei would reject.
But Bai Weiwei’s body couldn’t keep it down, and she threw it back up again.
Xu Menggui was distressed and desperate.
“Don’t do this, Weiwei, it’s all my fault. Eat something, okay?”
Bai Weiwei was also hungry. She’d been tossed about for so long, but she couldn’t even drink her own saliva.
She felt that she didn’t even need three days with this state. She probably wouldn’t be able to see the sun tomorrow.
So Bai Weiwei could only whisper, “Okay.”
A gleam flashed in Xu Menggui’s eyes. He immediately rushed back into the kitchen. Afraid that Bai Weiwei didn’t eat shrimp porridge.
He made something else.
It was easy to eat and easy to digest.
Although his cooking skills couldn’t compare to that of a chef’s, his home cooking was still acceptable.
Bai Weiwei saw him come in with a bowl of fragrant food. She couldn’t even eat two bites.
Because under the powerful restriction of the destined method of death.
She threw up all over again.
Xu Menggui smashed everything in his hands.
He could no longer hide the cruelty and violence in his eyes. “Do you want to go on a hunger strike and leave me?”
Bai Weiwei pursed her lips. Starving to death was already miserable enough.
If she angered Xu Menggui, what would happen was another scene of yellow violence.
It was too much torture for herself.
So Bai Weiwei just thickened the skin on her face and went along as though those hurtful words hadn’t happened in the past.
She reached out with slender fingers and softly tugged on the cuff of his sleeve, revealing a sliver of a smile.
“It’s just that I can’t eat. I wasn’t thinking about leaving you.”
There was still a touch of sweetness in her smile.
Xu Menggui immediately burst into flames. He panted furiously, his chest undulating.
It was followed by a distorted smile. “You still want to run away ba? Hunger strike and sweet talk, then after would be being good to me again, then trampling me into the dust?”
The entire time, she had never lost her memories.
Driving him completely into hell.
If she had lost her memories, then afterwards recovered them and retaliated against him, stopped loving him.
He would not have been so heartbroken.
Because not having amnesia meant that she had never loved him since the beginning.
Didn’t it happen once?
He wouldn’t believe any of her tender gentleness now.
He could no longer endure being deceived by her.
Xu Menggui stared deeply at Bai Weiwei, his expression suddenly somewhat miserable.
Bai Weiwei was a bit pale, her smile frozen.
Feeling so good abusing others.
Abusing people for a while, then reconciling in the crematorium.
Ah, if a woman’s words could be trusted, boars could climb trees.
This was Xu Mengugi’s current state of mind.
Xu Menggui reached out and gently stroked her face. His voice softened.
“So, Weiwei, no matter what methods you use, I won’t let you go.”
Bai Weiwei was weak from hunger, only able to stare blankly at him. She whispered, “Sorry, but I’m tired.”
She was too hungry, and there wasn’t any capture mission or anything.
So her attitude was casual.
Xu Menggui’s face went pale. He couldn’t help rubbing his fingers across her lips, trying to bring a bit of blood back into her pink lips.
Then he couldn’t help but grow enticed.