"I'm not hungry!" Xiao Zexin said with a firm attitude.

Nangong Ruyue glanced at his right hand.

"Why do you always put your hands behind your back?"

Xiao Zexin's body became even stiffer, and his hands clenched even tighter.

His hands were clenched so tightly that they were almost convulsed.

"Show me your hand." Nangong Ruyue asked.

Xiao Zexin tried his best to relax himself: "Take it quickly, I'm still waiting to go back and take the medicine."

"Chen Fen." Nangong Ruyue said.

"Ma'am, what's the matter?"

"Go to the opposite side and get his medicine."

"Ok."

Chen Fen was about to leave, Xiao Zexin frowned and stopped: "Stop, you don't have to go, I'll go back and take it by myself later!"

He couldn't let the servant go.

Only the two of them were left, and if he accidentally did something, no one would help Kisaragi.

Chen Fen clearly felt Xiao Zexin's coercion.

She looked at Nangong Ruyue, waiting for her reaction.

Xiao Zexin suddenly stretched out his hands and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

His right hand was pinched for too long, so when he opened it, it was very stiff.

"Can I leave after eating?" he asked.

Without waiting for Nangong Ruyue to reply, he immediately stuffed rice into his mouth.

He didn't eat the food, and he swallowed the rice almost without chewing it.

He ate in big mouthfuls without worrying about choking.

He finished a bowl of rice as quickly as possible.

Putting down the bowl, he looked at Nangong Ruyue: "I'm done eating, you should eat too, don't starve your body to death."

Nangong Ruyue looked at him expressionlessly.

Xiao Zexin didn't dare to look directly into her clear eyes: "I'm leaving."

After speaking, he got up and strode away——

Nangong Ruyue didn't make a sound, and didn't even respond.

She didn't know why, but her heart felt dull and sore.

Chen Fen walked up to her, wanted to say something, and finally left with a sigh.

After a long time, Nangong Ruyue numbly picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and ate mechanically...

However, as I ate and ate, tears dripped into the bowl.

One drop, another drop...

Xiao Zexin, who was hiding outside the window, saw her, and his heart ached like being cut by a blunt knife.

He watched for a long time, until Nangong Ruyue went upstairs to rest, then he turned and left.

……

Back at his residence, he asked the servant to bring a fruit knife.

Sitting on the sofa, Xiao Zexin slowly stretched out his hands.

Because he clenches his fist hard every day, there are several deep nail marks on his palm.

It was the mark left by the palm of the hand being pierced many times.

And his finger joints were stiff, as if they were about to break off.

On the coffee table, there is a fruit knife.

His eyes fell on it, and his right hand almost went up to hold the knife out of control.

His mind is clear, but his body doesn't listen to him.

If he hadn't used his strong willpower to control himself, he might have already grasped the knife.

In order not to stimulate his nerves, he usually does not allow the servant to put the knife where he can see it.

But today, he wants to overcome this demon.

He didn't want to be like this for the rest of his life, and he didn't want to see Kisaragi sad.

Xiao Zexin took a deep breath.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand towards the fruit knife...

The closer he got to the fruit knife, the harder it was for him to breathe.

And in his mind, all the images of a sharp knife cutting through his stomach in an instant appeared.

The picture keeps flashing, and the blood keeps splashing——

Xiao Zexin couldn't breathe anymore, his eyes were a little dizzy, and a lot of sweat oozed from his forehead.

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