During this period of time, I have been relying on drugs to keep my body saturated, and occasionally I will eat a few mouthfuls of food, but basically it is only when the God of Death tempts me with drugs that I will eat a few mouthfuls.
The sun rises as usual today. I don’t know if I will be proud of tonight. I just hope that I can grit my teeth and survive today...
The feeling of being bitten by thousands of ants appeared again, and I also heard the terrifying footsteps. It was the God of Death who came, and it was time to "feed" me again.
"How's it going? Have you decided what to say today?"
I didn't speak, I just curled up beside the bed, my body was sweating and my whole body was shivering.
"Say you love me!" Death roared at me.
I still ignored it, and just allowed countless bugs in my body to erode my body. I did not give in, and I could not give in, but my body...
The God of Death was waiting for my answer, but I still didn't say a word. I couldn't bear it anymore. I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but it was drowned again. I covered my tongue with my teeth. Maybe the pain would alleviate my pain.
Yes, but unfortunately, it didn't happen at all. Instead, it accelerated my body's thirst for drugs, and blood flowed down the corners of my mouth.
"Suri!" The God of Death called my name. This was the first time the God of Death called my name. I thought he would slap me in anger, but no, his eyes were full of love: "Open your mouth!"
I didn't listen to his words and continued to bite my tongue.
"Stop biting, open your mouth." The God of Death begged me, and then looked at Mir: "Mir, give her a drug injection!" After the God of Death said that, Mir quickly injected the drug into my body, and I was not there.
Biting his tongue.
"In the future, she will be given injections of ** on a regular basis. There is no need to ask me again. You should go find the doctor." The eyes of the God of Death were full of disappointment. He glanced at me and left my room in pain.
I don’t know why he is in pain, it’s all caused by him! How could he show that expression? But at least I know that I won’t have to sell myself in exchange for “food” in the future.
After the doctor came, he checked that my tongue was fine and left. The God of Death never appeared in front of me, but Mir and Lan You stayed after the doctor left.
"Miss Su, there is something I want to ask you for." Lan You's originally serious face immediately turned into a plea.
But I know that his plea must have a purpose: "Except for my relationship with the God of Death, you can talk about other things!"
After I finished speaking, Lan You's eyes lit up. I knew it was really that thing. Ha, how could it be possible? My relationship with the God of Death will never change in my life, or he will let me go and wait for Feng Jingchen.
If I kill him, he will imprison me for the rest of my life, but both outcomes are the same, that is, the fact that I hate him can never change!
"Why do you hate Boss Death so much?" Lan You asked me curiously.
"Can you give me a reason not to hate him?" I asked Lan You.
"Boss Death has saved you time and time again, and he loves you so much."
Laugh, it made me laugh so hard, love? "Love my body, right? And save? Wasn't it miserable enough that he hurt me? Except for the first time when he really saved me, he put an aphrodisiac in the drink, and the translator almost killed me
I lost the man I love, and he actually found someone to stab himself to win my sympathy? He used Qin Lang to instigate a relationship between me and Feng Jingchen, and then almost wanted to blow me up, and now he used drugs to seduce me. Tell me how I can't