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Trade death for no longer being imprisoned

That night, after it rained all night, Anruo fell ill.

The servant who brought her meals came in the morning and came again in the afternoon. When she took away the morning bowls and chopsticks, she found that the morning meals had not been touched.

She didn't take it seriously, after all, An Ruo occasionally skipped meals.

In the evening, she came to deliver supper and found that the afternoon meal was still untouched. She felt a little suspicious and did not dare to make a decision in private, so she reported the matter to Xing Tian.

Xing Tian's first reaction was that she was on a hunger strike. Later, when she thought about it, she never went on a hunger strike. Even if she sometimes skipped meals, it was because she ate too much in the morning and didn't eat in the afternoon, but she would eat some at night.

She hasn't eaten all day, so she must be sick.

Pulling up the monitor, he saw the locked An Ruo curled up on the bed and asleep. She looked very quiet, but her face had an abnormal blush.

An Ruo was ill, very seriously ill, and she was already unconscious when she was found.

Even though Xing Tian took her back to her old bedroom and found a doctor to see her, she didn't wake up.

The doctor said that she had no sense of survival and her condition would continue to be critical if she did not wake up.

Don’t you have a sense of survival?

Xing Tian stared at her pale and thin face with dark eyes.

During this period of time, he was so cruel that he didn't see her, and he didn't expect that she would become so thin. If she hadn't fallen ill, she would probably be in human form by the time he saw her.

Is this the same An Ruo who looked pretty and bright as before?

Xing Tian stayed by her bedside for two days before she opened her eyes in a daze.

An Ruo turned her eyes slightly, saw him sitting by the bed, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with me?"

Xing Tian said calmly: "You are sick."

An Ruo thought about the high fever that night, and she thought she was bound to die.

Her life is so mean, she never dies, but she survives every time.

"Why did you save me?" she asked him, "I will be imprisoned by you for the rest of my life, so it would be better to die."

"Do you really want to die that much?" Xing Tian approached her and asked coldly.

"Who would want to die? It's just that I would rather die than live like this now, so I might as well just die."

The man said expressionlessly: "You are the one who asked for your life or death. If you didn't resist me, would you have ended up like this? An Ruo, you are in trouble with yourself!"

An Ruo couldn't help but sneer: "The thrush in the cage is forced to sing every day, is it asking for it? It longs for freedom and sacrifices death in exchange for no longer being imprisoned. Is it wrong? Xingtian, I am the bird in the cage, the cage

This is not my paradise, sooner or later I will die."

Xing Tian's eyes widened in shock, he stood up and said gloomily: "But I can't let you go! I also know that you will die, but what do you want me to do, let you go, and then lose you forever?!"

"You have never, never got me." An Ruo said lightly, and the man only felt a bang in his head, as if something exploded.

I have never received it, so there is no loss...

Xing Tian felt his heart ached. It turned out that no matter how powerful he was, she could destroy his steel and iron bones with just one word, leaving him completely injured.

"Yes, I have indeed never got you." He smiled coldly, and the smile was a bit ugly, "Just because I can't get you, no one else can get you!


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