The beautiful watery eyes were as if the spring water had dried up and became dead.
I was trapped in my room every day, except for eating and sleeping.
She passively accepted "meticulous" care, but it was difficult for Han Shilin to stay with her every day.
He fed the porridge into Li Muxin's mouth one bite at a time, then looked at her for a moment, chewed slowly, and swallowed bit by bit, then patiently scooped up another mouthful of porridge, blew a few times, and brought it to her lips.
Li Muxin looked at him, her eyes motionless, as if she saw his expression at this moment, and as if she regarded him as a transparent person, her eyes looked straight through his body...
He didn't speak, and there seemed to be many things he wanted to tell her in his deep eyes.
Xin, you must get better...
Xin, please look at me...
Xin, I love you...
All the words were stirring in my throat, about to break through and be exposed to the air, but... I couldn't open my mouth.
Han Shilin watched Li Muxin become thinner and thinner day by day, and the look in his eyes changed from hatred to hollowness.
The most terrifying torture was not that she hated him, but that she almost forgot the feeling of hatred towards him.
Han Shilin lowered his head, looked at the empty bowl, then looked at the porridge at the corner of her mouth, and reached out to wipe it away for her.
A gentle touch, the fingertips seemed to be dancing lightly on her face, extremely gentle.
He looked at her seriously...
Why, although her illness was obviously cured, her body was as lifeless as if her soul had been separated.
"Do you feel cold? I'll cover you with a quilt."
Han Shilin put down the bowl, covered her thin body with a silky and soft quilt, lingered on the quilt with his big hands, and caressed her cold body through the quilt.
She raised her head, and a trace of emotion seemed to flash through her empty watery eyes, but it was too fast. It disappeared before Han Shilin could catch what it was.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want to say?" A hint of surprise flashed in Han Shilin's heart.
For the first time in several days, he saw a strange look flash in her eyes. Maybe...she was finally willing to face him. Maybe in a few days, she would be willing to look at him and talk to him.
However, Han Shilin's moved mood was still met with her indifference, so cold that she didn't even give him a look.
What's wrong!!
What exactly happened here!!
In the past few days, whether it was caring for her tenderly and attentively, or speaking cruel words to her, and threatening her with the safety of her mother and Xiaoxuan, she was indifferent!
Is it because of illness, or does she just want to close herself in her own world?
"Take care of yourself. I'm going to the company. If you need anything, please see Sister Cai."
Han Shilin stood up, put on his suit, and closed the door coldly.
"Bang——" There was a loud noise, and the silent room seemed to tremble with it, but Li Muxin still had no reaction.
Suddenly, the door opened again...
Han Shilin turned around and said in a slightly calmer tone, "How...are you willing to speak?"
Li Muxin's heart almost stopped beating, as if she had been hit by something. Her body trembled slightly, and she turned her eyes, her watery eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she looked at Han Shilin for a moment.
But he pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
The two looked at each other for a long time...so long that Han Shilin's hand on the doorknob was almost too stiff to move.
Finally, Han Shilin closed the door and never turned back.
Li Muxin withdrew his gaze and lowered his head...
Han Shilin, if I asked you to let me go, would you agree?
She knew the answer without asking.
So...she didn't speak.
*
This day passed by so quickly.
Li Muxin hugged herself, hid under the quilt, and deeply inhaled the smell on the quilt...
There is his and there is my own.
Since returning to the villa that day, Han Shilin took herself to his room to live with him.
Doesn't he think he is dirty?
Why……
Every night he would sleep with his arms around her, his long and strong hands, as if possessed by magic, caressing every inch of the cold skin, rubbing it lightly and gently, as comfortable as a massage.
He would bring his head close to his neck and breathe the hot air into his ears.
My body feels so comfortable, the hot breath makes me tingle, my cold heart is about to melt, and it is falling at a speed that I don't even know...!
From time to time, a man would suppress a low gasp, causing Li Muxin to bite her lips tightly, suppressing the heat in her body that was about to explode, and turned it into moans.
Even so, Han Shilin only touched her gently and did not take any further action.
But Li Muxin couldn't bear it anymore...
I’m so afraid that I’ll start thinking wildly again!
Don't dare to move, don't dare to speak out, and your heart... can't be corrupted!
He loves Lin Youya, not me!
not me……
The tears were so sour that I couldn't breathe, but I swallowed them in one mouthful and couldn't let him see them.
*
At night, Han Shilin cleaned her body, hugged her, and got into the quilt together.
As if he was used to it, his hands caressed the delicate skin of Li Muxin's neck, and his thumb moved down little by little, stroking her collarbone.
"Can you give me an answer to the question I asked you this morning?"
The voice was magnetic and sexy, accompanied by numbing heat, caressing Li Muxin's face.
Although she tried her best to restrain herself, a delicate blush soon appeared on her snow-white skin, and Han Shilin couldn't help but press his lips to hers.
Li Muxin's cold body trembled, and she began to refuse slightly...
He kissed himself for the first time in several days. The feeling was irresistible and...expecting...
"Well..." She bit her lip tightly to prevent him from succeeding.
"Tell me... how can you be willing to speak, otherwise tonight..." The ambiguous and bewitching words are like temptation and threat.
He left her lips, narrowed his deep brown eyes, and looked at her.
Li Muxin relaxed, her eyes turned upward, looking at him fearfully.
Her empty watery eyes finally had feelings!
Although it was a kind of fear, at least she finally reacted.
Li Muxin wanted to speak, but because he hadn't spoken for several days, his throat seemed to be unable to make any sound, and he couldn't open his mouth.
Han Shilin watched Li Muxin open his mouth excitedly, as if he had something to say. His brown eyes were instantly dyed with joy, and his eyes were like torches, shining with sparkling light spots.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly!"
Li Muxin looked at Han Shilin as if he were looking at a strange person...a strange Han Shilin.
"I...I want to leave." He said lightly, the clouds were light and the breeze was clear.
leave!?
"No!"
He shouted angrily, and his fingers dug into her delicate skin like steel bars.
I can agree to any conditions, but if she wants to leave, it is absolutely impossible!
Li Muxin looked into those deep eyes, like a rolling wave rushing towards her face, boundless in darkness, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"I... just want to leave this room, live like an ordinary person..."
She understood that he would not let her go. He could not give in...
"Just leaving the villa? You won't leave me?" The thick eyebrows frowned.
Li Muxin nodded slightly and looked at him with hopeless eyes.
Han Shilin's eyebrows seemed to be frozen, and he blinked his eyelashes again and again, falling into lengthy deep thought.
"Okay, I promise you..."
A pair of lifeless watery eyes seemed to be lit up instantly, surging with unbelievable joy...
Did he really agree?
Han Shilin narrowed his eyes gently, looked at Li Muxin's extremely surprised face, and raised the corners of his lips slightly. He held her soft body and pulled her into his arms.
Li Muxin couldn't close her eyes all night long in his warm chest.
Is he...seriously?
Can I really live like an ordinary person?
free……?
*
I have been ill and had a fever these past few days. I rested for a day and my head is still dizzy. The update has been postponed. It is really unreasonable not to write anymore. I will prepare to write from 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock before crawling into bed. I will write as much as I can. I saw some readers leaving comments
I have so many reasons. It’s really... so unfair. I will never curse myself for being sick, 555555