Broken-Winged Angel

The chaotic thoughts made my sick body feel more tired, and I was once again in the darkness.

I don't know how long I have been sleeping, I wake up slowly, the sky is completely dark, the room is quiet, the lights are not turned on, I feel a little scared. What about Zhao Yuxuan? Is he still there?

I rubbed my eyes hard and wanted to see the situation in the room. After a while, my eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and then through the moonlight through the window, I saw a figure lying on the edge of my bed.

It is Zhao Yuxuan, he is still there.

Seeing him, my heart seems to be more stable.

How long have I slept? what time is it now?

The inflatedness from the lower abdomen made me intolerable. I lifted my hand effortfully and gently patted Zhao Yuxuan, who was sleeping on the bedside.

"You are awake." He immediately straightened up and came from the darkness with a deep sleepy voice.

Turning on the light, he looked at me with concern. "Is thirsty? Want to drink water?"

Please, don't mention water in front of someone who is eager to go to the bathroom, which makes me feel more unbearable.

"I want to... go to the toilet..." I struggled to squeeze the broken sound out of my throat.

Upon hearing my request, he silently turned and walked into the bathroom in my room. I looked at his back in a foolish way, wondering if he had heard my words. I mean, I want to go to the bathroom, not let him go to the bathroom, he is stupid, isn't it?

A few seconds later, he came out of the bathroom and held a strangely shaped container in his hand. Looking at the container I used to see in the hospital, I think the scalp is a bit numb.

He stopped at my bed, picked up the quilt that was on my body, and then made a desire to hold my waist...

I don't care for my physical pain, and I hurriedly grabbed the big hand he held on my waist.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He stopped moving and didn't dare to move.

"I - no - want - use - will - pot -" I am ashamed and angry, word-for-word, gnashing. Did he treat me as a woman in the end, and actually let me lie in bed in front of a big-faced lala. Although I have been with him and my body has been seen by him, I still can't do it. I would rather die.

"You can't move. What's more, you have been solving this for a few days." He smiled and told me this tragic news.

I am not alive!

I close my eyes and bury my face in a soft pillow and hold my breath. God, you are merciful and come to lightning to kill this shameless person in my room, or kill me who has no face to continue to live.

But the window was still quiet, and the lightning I was expecting did not come. I know that God has never looked after me, otherwise I will not fall into such a tragic situation.

I feel my body is gently picked up, and I blink quickly. He also had a deep smile in his eyes, holding me in my arms and walking towards the bathroom.

He gently placed me on the toilet in the bathroom, and he leaned against me in front of the sink.

Get out! I use my eyes to order. The strong feeling under the abdomen made me want to release immediately, but his sight made me unable to solve the physiological needs.

He didn't say anything, went out silently and closed the door for me. The expression on his face made me hate the teeth. A person who is not ashamed and shameless, only he will be in the square in front of other people.

I quickly solved my physiological needs.

When I looked up, I accidentally saw the mirror on the sink. In the mirror, I looked very embarrassed. I was covered with bruises and purple blood. The black handprint on my neck was particularly scary. In just a few days, I was The face is thinned...

Seeing the image in the mirror, I seem to be back to the tragic day...

The painful and horrible memory made me cry low.

"What's wrong with you?" I don't know when, he walked into the bathroom again, kneeling in front of me, his face full of panic, nervousness and distress.

"It's all you... you hurt me so badly... how bad are you... I am so pitiful...wow..." I raised my sore hands and beat him hard, and my soft legs were hard. Kick him.

"Oh, don't cry, your throat will hurt, your eyes will not be beautiful if you cry." He didn't resist my random attack, just rubbed my tears distressedly, gently holding me in my arms. In the middle of the room, I whispered to me.

I buried in his arms and burst into tears, venting the grievances I received these days.

I cried for a long time, and the depressed grievances in my heart seemed to have finally been vented, and my mood was slightly calmed down. I gradually stopped crying, but still twitched.

"Baby, as long as you no longer want to escape from us, no longer treat us as children, we will never treat you like this. We will feel pain when we see the scars on you." He assured me seriously.

I gave him a look. Restricting the freedom of others is not allowed to resist, and the resistance will be cruelly punished. Does he think they are emperors? Even if they are emperors, I am not a subject under their rule.

However, I don't want to discuss this with him because he won't listen at all.

"I am hungry." I didn't have a good mood to transfer the topic.

"What do you want to eat for dinner?"

"What can I do?" I asked provocatively, and my heart suddenly showed a bad idea of ​​boredom and childishness.

"Of course." He indulged my provocation.

"I want to eat the old skin tender meat of Chengdu Sichuan cuisine, the spicy chicken, the German pig's feet of the European style, the grilled snails of the garlic, the assorted seafood macaroni, the Japanese kebab of the Jishang mainland, the burritos of the old ship king. The Tang Dynasty dynasty's shrimp steamed dumplings, bean paste bag, Yuanxiao chicken soup, snacks to Jing Zhaoyin's nut cheese and the succulent sweet potato cream in the linen tea room." I ordered a list of recipes.

In fact, I have never eaten these things. Their prices are very expensive. I have a poor student who has no money to go to luxury. And the signature dishes of these famous stores are all limited. Even if I go out for big bleeding, I don’t have to eat. get. I don't pay much attention to food. I can eat well. I often use the things like instant noodles and bread to send my days. Sometimes I go back to the supermarket to buy some meat, seafood or something. I go back to my own food. Anyway, I am There is also a good craft. The reason why they are firmly remembered is that they are too famous.

"You just want to eat this? Is there anything else?"

The tone is big enough. I don't believe that he can buy these foods at this time.

"You can do this for the time being."

He nodded and turned and went downstairs.

Hehe~~~ fool! It’s strange to blame the extremely scattered restaurants in these distributions. Who told you to be so bad to me, deserve to be retribution.

Hehehehe~~~