"I want to teach you a few things!" Wen Shijue lit his cigar, walked closer, and looked at Xiaodie with deep eyes.
"I don't need it!" Xiaodie avoided Wen Shijue's sight, but his smell was very clear, and Xiaodie's heart beat faster.
"If you don't want to be so weak, so humble, and so willing to be bullied forever, I think you should need it!" Wen Shijue said firmly.
"..." Xiaodie looked at Wen Shijue this time. His face had a vague and profound meaning that Xiaodie couldn't catch.
As if seeing through Xiaodie's heart, Wen Shijue said with a smile: "I want to tell you, don't think that because you are a woman, you will feel that everyone around you will protect you and pamper you!"
"I didn't!" Xiaodie shouted.
"You have! When you sit under the grape trellis for an afternoon, your subconscious mind feels that the people around you should buy you some clothes! What I want to say is that no one cares about your warmth or cold so much. You don't care about your warmth or coldness.
If you don't care, others won't care either!" Wen Shijue's tone was filled with a thin layer of anger.
"Boring!" Xiaodie said.
"Also, if you don't eat! No one will coax you or beg you to eat! The more you ruin your body, the more you show that you are cheap! So cheap that... you even look down on yourself!
"Wen Shijue seemed to be getting angrier as he spoke.
"Wen Shijue, that's enough!" Xiaodie was also angry. This Wen Shijue had already swept his dignity to the ground. Why are you still saying this to yourself now?
"I admire Hei Xiaodie who knows how to resist when encountering difficulties. I'm very happy when you stab me! Really! But like today, you are pretending to be lovable, and I look down on you!" Wen Shijue said, his eyes
Cool.
Xiaodie's little face was red with anger, and she shouted at Wen Shijue: "Wen Shijue, you bastard! You don't understand at all! These things have never happened to you, of course you don't feel any pain or itch! Yes! I
There is no future! But what do you want me to do? As soon as I do something, you will threaten me with Mayfair! Mayfair! Mayfair is already like that! I don’t want her to be hurt at all! I dare not
Already..."
Xiaodie cried and cried, squatting down: "I really don't dare anymore! I was wrong! Please, Wen Shijue, please let Fei'er go! I can do anything you want! I'll do it for you."
I'm willing to be your mistress, doll, and slave...but don't touch Fei'er!"
Wen Shijue's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his eyes were also violent. He stretched out his hand and pulled Xiaodie up from the ground: "Hei Xiaodie, there is one more thing you must learn, that is, never beg anyone so humbly at any time!
Not at any time!"
Wen Shijue pressed Xiaodie against the wall. The tearful Xiaodie didn't know if she was listening to what he said. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her hands were hanging weakly by her side...
Wen Shijue was very angry, but faced with Xiaodie like this, there was nothing he could do.
For the first time, he had a desire to protect others. His protection was not pampering. He wanted to make her stronger. However, would she understand his painstaking efforts? She would always be like this.
Do you continue to misunderstand yourself?
Wen Shijue smiled bitterly and let go of Xiaodie.
Xiaodie was hungry all night, but seemed to sleep very soundly. The next morning, she was woken up by a strange sound!