Since being forcibly taken back by Huo Tingchen, Mo Wei Yu's emotions have been poor.

  Even after being sent to the hospital and saving the child in her belly under Lu Ming's medical treatment, she still looked unhappy.

  But she didn't have hysterical wails and complaints, not even a struggle. On her pale face, her expression was even quite calm, only such calmness seemed to have a few more parts of death, like a soulless walking corpse.

  He pushed open the door and immediately saw a figure lying on the hospital bed, curled up slightly with their back to him.

  He lowered his head and glanced at the soup and dishes placed on the bedside table, with no signs of having been touched.

  Furrowing his brow in concern, Huo Tingchen's kiss deepened.

  "Still don't want to eat?"

  The nurse hung her head and didn't dare look up at him.

  She slightly shook her head, her face full of anxiety and difficulty.

  "It's been a whole day already, she hasn't eaten anything, nor has she drunk any water"

  Huo Tingchen's eyes darkened and he waved his hand to brush her away.

  He walked up to the bedside, Huo Tingchen's eyebrows were gloomy, his eyes cast downward, gazing at the woman who was half-reclined on the sickbed, with a deepening scowl in his eyes.

  It's been three days since she stopped eating and drinking, including the nutrient solution being fed into her wrist. He had to find someone to watch over her so that she wouldn't pull it out. He found many people to persuade her, but none of them were effective.

  She just lay silently in bed, as if she had closed herself off in her own world, and no one could enter.

  No matter if it's An Qi'er or Di Yi, no matter if it's Qi Bao or Bei Bei Er Ta, they are all excluded from getting close to her, not even a little bit!

  At first, he thought she would not be able to hold on for a few more days, but in the end, it was him who could not bear it anymore.

  "Are you trying to force me to feed you?"

  Upon hearing this, Mo Wei Yu's body stiffened imperceptibly, but she remained silent.

  Huò Tīng Chēn took a step forward, picked up the bowl from the bedside table, and gently stirred it with a spoon, saying in a low voice.

  "You think that by going on a hunger strike, you can threaten me and I'll let you go? Even if we die, we will be buried together. This lifetime, I will never let you leave. Those nonsensical thoughts of yours, it's best if you don't even think about them."

  On one side, Huo Tingchen scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Mo Wei Yu's mouth.

  Mo Wei's lips were pursed, and she ignored him.

  Huò Tīng Chēn put down the bowl in his hand, turned to pinch her chin, and slowly applied force with his five fingers, forcing her to open her mouth and feeding her the porridge.

  "Cough, cough, cough"

  Mo Wei Yu suddenly coughed violently, instinctively wanting to spit out the porridge in her mouth. Just as she was about to do so, Huo Ting Xuan lowered his head and firmly covered her mouth!

  The man rudely thrust in, stirring and churning inside her, forcing her to swallow the porridge water!

  He kissed her lips fiercely, holding her tightly and pressing her fragile body against his chest. The distance between them was so close that their hearts seemed to be beating as one, yet he couldn't feel any intimacy at all. It was as if there was a deep chasm between them, and when he looked into her eyes, he couldn't see himself reflected back.

  His hands were tightly wrapped around her waist, grasping with such force, yet as if he couldn't grasp anything at all.

  She is getting farther and farther away from him, never to return to the past again.

  "Very very very very"

  His scorching thin lips fell on her forehead, eye corners, ear roots, and went down along the smooth neck, he deeply kissed her, calling out her name again and again, his hoarse voice seemed to be begging for something.

  Although he was the one who had confined her by his side, it was as if he was the one being confined.

  Mo Wei Yu Xiang is a lifeless wooden puppet, allowing him to manipulate it at will, neither resisting nor cooperating from start to finish, without any reaction.

  Huò Tīng Chēn finally stopped moving.

  Not getting a response from her was more unbearable than slashing his heart with a knife.

  He held her body, bowed his head and leaned on her shoulder in a long silence, with a sense of despair spreading silently.

  During the day, Huo Tingjun would still let Qi Bao and Bei Bei, as well as An Qier, come to see Mo Wei Yu, accompanying her in conversation. He sometimes stood by watching, while other times he went alone to the balcony to smoke.

  Mo Wei Yu's spirit was getting worse day by day, but her facial expression remained calm as ever.

  Mo Qi and Huo Bei Chen didn't know what had happened at first, they just thought Mo Wei Yu and Huo Ting Xuan were being difficult again which was why they were in a bad mood.

  However, as time went on, even if they were not worldly-wise, they would have sensed that something was amiss by now. They began to worry and fear, their faces revealing deep anxiety, and their mouths involuntarily uttering cries of alarm.

  "Mummy, mummy, talk to me, will you talk to me?"

  "Mommy, don't be like this, why don't you eat something? You haven't eaten anything for a long time, your stomach will get sick. Seeing you ill makes me heartbroken."

  Two guys were frowning with worry, one looking like an old man and the other looking like a pug.

  Mo Wei Yu's eyes had become a pool of dead water, with no desire to continue living at the bottom of her eyes. Only when she heard Qi Bao and Bei Bei's calls, would a faint glimmer of reluctance occasionally flash in her eyes.

  But it was just an instant of reluctance.

  When a person has suicidal thoughts, everything in her eyes becomes insignificant because the two words "death" originally represent giving up everything.

  These past few nights she has been having nightmares every evening, repeatedly replaying in her mind the heart-wrenching scenes and images of the past.

  Those ghastly wounds she desperately tried to seal in her memory, unwilling to face them, were once again exposed before her eyes, almost driving her mad!

  Every time I dream of Mr. Sang being engulfed in a sea of flames, every time I dream of his wife's hysterical wailing, every time I dream of Xiao Xia transforming from an excellent student with a happy family to a lonely street-fighting orphan boy.

  She would wake up in agony, her heart as if it had been tightly clenched and crushed.

  She has to take deep breaths, otherwise she will feel suffocated!

  Another deep night.

  Mo Wei Yu suddenly woke up from a nightmare, her pale face covered in sweat!

  She got up and went out onto the balcony to enjoy the breeze, her slender figure swaying slightly in the night wind.

  She slowly closed her eyes.

  There was a voice in her mind that kept tempting her

  Jump down and she can be free from all this suffering and torment.

  "Wow!"

  In the room, Huo Tingchen suddenly opened his eyes and let out a startled cry!

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