I never thought that this question was actually asked through Han Mo's mouth.

It's as if someone who stabbed you with their own hands asks if it hurts.

I closed my eyes, tears streaming from the corners of my eyes, mixed with the water that kept falling from above, and I couldn't tell whether it was my tears or the hot water.

It seems like a long time, and it doesn't seem to be long.

Han Mo finally let go of me completely, I pulled the bath towel on the side and wrapped it around my body, without looking at him, I walked out step by step.

The pain in my neck twitched with my breath, but no matter how much it hurt, it couldn't compare to the pain in my heart.

I thought I was invulnerable, but I didn't expect that Han Mo was not a knife and a gun, he was simply a nuclear bomb, which could easily shatter people's bones.

Thankfully, I'm still able to walk out of front of him step by step with my leg raised.

He was right behind me, stomping on the floor in his slippers, and wearing a bath towel like me, but only covering a third of the way.

Raised his leg and walked up to me, pinched my chin and looked at me condescendingly: "Fu Yao, don't you want to go out from here again."

I looked at him and sneered, but didn't say a word.

My phone and clothes were all thrown away at the train station, and the only set of clothes I wore on my body was torn to shreds, and even the simple wrap function was gone.

From the morning to now, I am exhausted, I know that Han Mo is serious, he used to be like this, saying one thing or another, it was like throwing me in the snow, throwing me away, as soon as the car started, it went straight away, leaving me alone and shivering from the cold.

The house should have been cleaned up by a cleaning aunt, the sheets are clean, even if they are not clean, I can't care so much, I only know that I am very tired, I opened the sheets and lay down directly.

I haven't slept much since yesterday, and I've been thinking about what would happen if I was caught by Han Mo, and I was scared, but now that I was caught by him, I was relieved.

There's nothing to worry about, the worst outcome is nothing more than being strangled to death by him.

But before I die, let me sleep well.

When I entered the room, Han Mo was answering the phone, and the door had been changed by him to a fingerprint recognition unlocking method, and I couldn't get out at all after he locked it.

He just glanced at me when I walked into the room with my leg raised, and there was nothing to worry about at all.

I didn't sleep well this night, I had a dream, and I was trapped in it, and I couldn't get up no matter how hard I struggled.

I dreamed that Han Mo was standing in front of me with a child covered in blood, looking at me and sneering, he asked me, "Fu Yao, do you have a heart?"

Then the child also spoke: "Mom, do you have a heart?"

They walked towards me step by step, and I wanted to escape, but my steps were as if someone had nailed them to the same place, and I couldn't move, so I could only stand there and watch them come step by step.

The child raised his hand and pulled me, the blood on his hand was on my hand, and I looked down, the red and blinding red made my heart stagnate.

He raised his head, tears streaming down his eyes, and asked me again, "Mom, do you have a heart?"

Of course I have a heart, and if I didn't have a heart, I wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

But he asked me over and over again, and Han Mo looked at me coldly.

I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't wake up, I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't wake up.

"Fu Yao?"

Han Mo was calling me, but I didn't know if it was in a dream or reality.

The forehead was cold, I finally opened my eyes, looked at Han Mo's cold face, and tears flowed straight from the corners of my eyes to my sideburns.

I opened my eyes and looked at him for a while before I reacted, and I reached out to push him away and wanted to get up, only to find that I was groggy all over.

He stood up by himself, took a glass of water from the counter and stuffed it into my hand, and before I could react, he threw the medicine directly at me: "Eat one!"

I was stunned for a moment, looked down at the fever reducer in my arms, reached out and touched my forehead, only to find that I had a fever, and my whole body was hot.

Han Mo took a cigarette out of his arms and walked to the side to smoke it.

I suddenly thought of the dream just now, and raised my hand and threw away the glass of water and the box of medicine in my hand.

With a "bang", the glass fell to the ground and cracked everywhere.

Han Mo suddenly looked back at me, and I also looked up at him, hooking my lips and sneering: "Han Mo, why didn't you strangle me?"

His face froze, the green tendons on his forehead suddenly exploded, and he threw the cigarette in his hand and walked over step by step.

I would have been afraid of him before, but now I'm fed up.

But he just stood in front of me, stared at me for a few seconds, then turned and walked out.

I thought he probably thought he was bored, it was really not interesting, between me and him, it seems that it has always been like this, if you have to stab me, I will stab you is the normal mode of getting along.

I looked down at myself, there was still nothing on my body, my body under the quilt seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and my bitten lips were dry and painful, which was particularly uncomfortable.

There was no cell phone, no phone, and I didn't know how I should contact Jiang Feiyi.

If Jiang Feiyi and Han Mo had to let me choose one, I would rather fall into Jiang Feiyi's hands.

Even if he wanted to kill me, he wouldn't do it.

I raised my hand and pulled the quilt, and walked to the window step by step, the wind outside blew in, and my whole body was cold.

Han Mo suddenly pushed the door and walked in, I looked back at him, and I couldn't help but speak: "Han Shao, you said that if I jump, will I die immediately?"

He looked at me, the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more obvious, and the hand holding the cup kept tightening, as if he would crush the quilt in the next second.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is a small balcony, and although there is a guardrail, it is not difficult for me to climb over it.

Han Mo didn't speak, he walked over step by step, and I took a step back, holding the guardrail in my hand, thinking about whether to turn over and scare him.

But I'm still scared in the end, if I fall down to the death, the height of the ten or twenty floors, even if I don't die, I can only lie on that hospital bed.

As I said, I'm not that stupid.

Besides, if I die, it will be cheaper for Han Mo.

He no longer has to see me as a woman who responds to him, and he won't want to strangle me to death because he sees me follow his nemesis Jiang Feiyi every day.

But when I looked at Han Mo, I couldn't help but open my mouth: "Don't come here, Han Shao, although I'm sick, it's only a matter of a few seconds to turn over."

He didn't move again, standing three meters away from me, looking at me deadly, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes were full of gloomy cruelty, "You come over to me!" ”

Han Mo almost gritted his teeth and said these five words, I only thought it was funny when I heard it, in fact, I also laughed, laughing and laughing tears came out: "Why did I go over, do you think I am still the same Fu Yao Han Mo before?"

"Come here!"

He suddenly roared, I couldn't help but be stunned, he suddenly walked over, stretched out his hand and dragged me into his arms, pinched my neck, and looked down at me suspiciously: "Fu Yao, I really want to strangle you!"

I looked at him and sneered: "It's so good, I want to strangle you too!"

His eyes froze, and the aura around him was like frost and snow falling suddenly.

I closed my eyes, thinking he was really going to strangle me.

But I didn't expect him to just drag me to the bed, half of the sheet wrapped around my body fell off, I reached out and pulled it up, and before I could react, he directly reached out and pinched the position of my cheeks, and the bitter pill was thrown into my innermost part by him, and then the water poured in.

I had to swallow it, and the pill was finally swallowed by me along the water, and Han Mo let go of his hand and threw me directly on the bed.

I raised my hand and wiped the corners of my mouth, looking at his back as he was about to turn away: "What do you want, Han Mo?"

He stopped, but didn't look back at me.

The ringtone of the mobile phone came, and he reached out and took the phone out of his pocket, looked back at me, and walked out step by step with his legs raised.

"Hello?"

I couldn't hear clearly, and in the end I could only hear this one syllable.

But it didn't take long for me to hear Han Mo kicking the door.

I don't know whose phone call can make him angry like this.

I glanced at the closet next to me, thinking that there should be clothes in it, and got up and opened the closet.

There are indeed clothes inside, and the size is quite suitable, even the underwear is exactly the same.

I only think it's ironic, no wonder Han Mo will treat me as Ye Qiuxin, it turns out that I and Ye Qiuxin are even similar in figure.

I walked out after getting dressed, Han Mo was smoking, and the smell of smoke filled the room.

He didn't seem to notice me walking out, and it wasn't until I had reached the kitchen door that he looked up at me: "What do you want to do?!"

I didn't understand Han Mo's word "again" at all, and it was as if I had done something before.

Seeing Han Mo's irritable appearance, I feel that my mood seems to be a lot better, but that doesn't mean that I will pay attention to him.

There was nothing in the kitchen, not even an egg in the fridge except for some drinks, and I was so hungry that I couldn't even walk.

I felt that if I didn't eat again, even if I wasn't strangled to death by Han Mo, I would starve to death sooner or later.

There was a computer in the study, and I remembered, I didn't think I would remember it so clearly.

When I think about it, I kind of look down on myself.