Although I am in the hospital, I have glucose to replenish my strength every day, and there are different medicines to sustain my life every day, but how can the heart that has lost hope be re-energized because of these drugs? There is no Ouyang Ze tomorrow, how can it be worth my life?

I gave up, really gave up... Without the help of my friends, without Ouyang Ze, I gave up on my life... If Ouyang Ze really wants to spend the rest of his life in prison, then I will end my life as soon as possible and wait for him to come to me in heaven...

Medicine is not a panacea, it is a three-point poison. Although I took these medicines every day, I lost the nutrients of my food, and my whole person still felt like I had been hollowed out. Within a few days, the whole person was thin again.

After marriage, there is no physical activity every day, except for eating and sleeping, which is no different from a pig. Although I went out to work later, I still sat on the chair and didn't exercise, and in the long run, my figure naturally couldn't go back to before, and the whole person was fatter.

This is a good opportunity to lose weight. I didn't eat, but it took me a few days to get back to my previous figure, and I was even thinner than before. That's great! In this way, when Ouyang Ze sees me in heaven, he will not be disgusted by my slightly fat figure!

Day after day, I would insist on watching TV every day, paying attention to Ouyang Ze's movements in prison, waiting for the moment when he announced that he had committed suicide. However, the news broadcast turned against me, and since I was hospitalized, I no longer broadcast Ouyang Ze's affairs, and still broadcast the scene of the accident...

"Rui Rui, eat something, your body will really not be able to stand it if you go on like this."

Xu Shaohui held a bowl of porridge in front of me, although the bowl was only filled with white rice porridge, but it had a different aroma, which I had never smelled before. It seems that the white rice porridge at this time is even more delicious than the Manchu and Han full banquets.

I didn't open my mouth, my eyes were still fixed on the TV screen.

Xu Shaohui has been ignored by me, since that day when he said what made me give up Ouyang Ze. Even though he didn't say a word about it later, I still won't forgive him, I won't forgive him for his ruthlessness.

Although I was sick, Xu Shaohui was in pain. It's as if the skinny, skinny, skinny, and drugged gut is him.

"Open your mouth, Rui Rui, just eat a bowl."

He still wants to deceive me with this lie, or does he use the same tactics against me again when I open my mouth...

I remember three days ago, the third day of my hunger strike. That day, I didn't have any spirit, I couldn't even say a word, and Xu Shaohui also served a bowl of white porridge like today.

At that time, he also coaxed me, saying that he would feed me water. I didn't see what was in the bowl, and I didn't smell the aroma of white rice when I was about to lose consciousness, but I just opened my mouth obediently at his words.

But when I opened my mouth and opened the teeth that I had been imprisoned for a long time, Xu Shaohui tortured me "inhumanely". He took the opportunity to hold my mouth down and forced me to keep my mouth open, and I realized that something was wrong, but it was already too late.

I didn't have the strength to lift my hand even if I wanted to reach out and hit him. At this time, I was like a paralyzed person, and I could only let him pour the full bowl of porridge into my mouth.

The porridge was lukewarm, not piping hot, so it didn't burn my mouth. My mouth was like a funnel, pouring the white porridge into my stomach little by little, allowing the sticky material to slide through my esophagus.

I resisted as best I could, using my throat to block the objects, but it didn't take long for my throat to let the porridge pass through again, filling my stomach...

I can't forget that day, so I won't let this happen twice, and I won't trust Xu Shaohui again. I already rely on a straw to drink water, so he didn't use the low-level excuse of "feeding water" to coax me, but chose to obediently serve white porridge in front of me for me to eat...

"Rui Rui, your body will not be able to stand it if you go on like this, although you take medicine every day, but the medicine will not last long!"

Xu Shaohui's voice trembled a little, as if the doctor had issued a notice of my critical illness, announcing that I was dying soon.

I didn't speak to him, just turned my head and looked at him with disdain.

"The doctor said that if you don't eat for another week, you're going to die! So you should open your mouth to eat! You can't just die! ”

Compared with me, who calmly faced death, Xu Shaohui was even more crazy.

Die? What's so scary? I've seen through it a long time ago. If Ouyang Ze really can't avoid the fate of going to prison, then my death will be nothing to worry about.

I still didn't speak, just looked at Xu Shaohui quietly. Such silent language stimulates him more than sharp scolding, and it also breaks him down.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for his eyes to become moist, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble slightly. It all came so suddenly, and before I could see his sad expression, tears began to drip from the corners of his eyes, and his whole face began to twitch.

"Rui Rui... I beg you, just take a bite... You can't just give up on yourself..."

His hand holding the porridge still didn't let go, but he was crushed by me, and his hands had lost their strength. So much so that when he finished the last few words, the bowl in his hand was detached from his five fingers.

"Smack!"

With such a crisp sound, the ceramic bowl full of white porridge fell to the ground in one fell to the ground, and the edge of the bowl roasted with blue and white flowers was shattered by the violent impact, and as for the still warm white porridge, it could only dance sadly in the air before I ate it, and then fell to the ground.

"Ouyang Ze went in... I don't have any point in living..."

My throat was so thirsty that my voice was a little hoarse when I spoke.

"Is it that if he's fine, you'll obediently save your life?"

Xu Shaohui seemed to hear some hope, and he was still crying at this time, and he stopped crying at this time and looked at me seriously.

"As long as he's okay... I'm going to live with him..."

"Good!"

Xu Shaohui wiped a handful of tears from the corners of his eyes, and then ran out of the door like an athlete hearing the referee's order.

He seemed to have the ability to make Ouyang Ze live, and his firm step by step also made people look a little strange.

But no matter what he does, whether he can "rob" Ouyang Ze out of prison or not, there is only one result: Ouyang Ze lives, I live...