She laughed miserably.

Joe!

Stupid Mucho.

He's a man, he's work-oriented, and he doesn't give a damn.

However, he doesn't understand women at all, he has no idea how important a family is to a woman—especially since she grew up in a broken family and a very loveless environment—

Just like a little mouse, at first it kept hiding behind him tremblingly, thinking that someone would protect him from the wind and rain, and it would be fine for the rest of his life.Even if it is covered by him alone, even if it is a parasite, it doesn't matter.

However, she came out, and she found that she could not be hidden by anyone, and she didn't need any patron saint—because, you can become a cat yourself, and you don't need to be trembling any more.

Would you rather choose the former or the latter?

It’s fine if you have no choice. The sad thing is, you just became a cat and got rid of that kind of trepidation. Now, you are beaten back to your original shape and have to live a life of parasitic trepidation again. How would you feel?

She was crying out of breath, and just beat him crazily: "I want to go...let me go...I will never stay here...Qiao Zhi, please, let me get out of here..."

He hugged her tightly, not caring about her crazy scratching, and his eyes were wet.However, even if it's painful, even if it's being beaten by her, even if she utters such uncomfortable words, he still feels at ease—he feels at ease when he hugs him again.

That was the first time Li Kun lost his temper in front of her like this.

He didn't know how to comfort her, let alone how to coax her, he just hugged her tightly.

Finally, she lost strength all over her body, her beating hands were aching, and her hair was messed up, but she still couldn't break free from the iron-walled hug, and she just cried bitterly in his arms.

That night, she did not touch water or rice.

He hugged her all night, afraid that there would be some accident if she couldn't figure it out, but she didn't resist, just closed her eyes and fell asleep.

By the next morning, I didn't eat anything, and lay in bed groggy all the time.

When Mu Qiaozhi came back in the evening, she saw that she was in a bad shape and her lips were completely chapped.He knew that she was going on a hunger strike on purpose, and his heart was pierced. He just asked someone to prepare the meal and said patiently, "Likun, get up and eat something. You see, these are all what you like."

She turned away.

His voice was even more gentle: "Likun, you must eat something, if you continue like this, you will die."

Her voice was slightly hoarse: "If I have to be locked up here for the rest of my life, I'd rather die."

His heart was shocked, and he said slowly, "Is Qu Cunzi really so important to you?"

She suddenly sat up, "Qiao Zhi, you don't understand, it's not Qu Cunzi, it's me! It's me who longs for freedom!!! It's me who doesn't want to stay here forever."

"Even if I stay with you forever?"

"no!"

She said firmly: "I don't want to be attached to you anymore."

He was stunned, as if his heart was split—she doesn’t love me—she doesn’t love me anymore—

When she handed over a cup of hot milk again, she overturned the cup with a backhand, and fell down again, lying motionless inside.

When Mu Qiaozhi walked out, the psychiatrist outside was waiting at the door.

"Miss Fang still refuses to eat?"

He was very distressed: "What if she keeps going on hunger strike like this?"

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