When a bright moon hung high in the sky, Liu Musheng came to the room where Ye Zhijing was again, holding a tray in his hand, with delicate side dishes on the plate, and a small bowl of rice.

Slowly pushing open the door, Liu Musheng walked into the house very familiarly, silently put the tray on the table, stood in front of Ye Sirao like a mountain, and said undoubtedly: "Go over and eat now, don't let me say it a second time!" ”

Raising her head indifferently, Ye Sirao felt the huge oppressive force that Liu Musheng was close to her, endured the momentum that made her almost unable to breathe, and said coldly: "I said it, I won't eat it." ”

In the face of such an opinionated Ye Sirao, Liu Musheng's face turned completely dark, glanced at Ye Zhijing, who was lying quietly on the bed, looked at Ye Sirao condescendingly, and said coldly:

"You have to eat, otherwise, I will let Ye Zhijing starve with you!"

Looking at Liu Musheng in front of her in disbelief, Ye Sirao understood what Liu Musheng meant with a pale face, bit her lip tightly, stood up reluctantly, and slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

Liu Musheng, who followed closely, sat next to Ye Sirao, picked up the bowl of rice on the tray, took some dishes, put them in Ye Sirao's hand, restrained his breath, and said calmly: "Eat, it will be cold later." ”

Feeling the temperature in her hand, Ye Sirao suddenly smelled the fragrance of the food, looking at the meat and vegetable matching in the tray, the exquisite and delicious meals, without exception, were all what she loved to eat, and mechanically picked up the chopsticks.

Looking at Ye Sirao's movements with a little relief, Liu Musheng's eyes gradually softened, stretched out his hand, and slowly pasted it on the outer wall of the small soup cup in the tray, withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and watched Ye Sirao eat intently.

Chewing a mouthful of white rice without knowing anything, Ye Sirao looked ahead with a dull look, ignoring Liu Musheng's burning eyes next to her, frowning tightly, and swallowing the white rice in her mouth with difficulty.

Liu Musheng, who was always paying attention to Ye Sirao, changed his complexion, gently patted Ye Sirao's back, opened the lid of the small soup cup with one hand, and said, "Choked, or is it too dry?" There's soup here! ”

The body stiffened slightly, Ye Sirao turned her head slowly, her eyes gradually became focused, looking at Liu Musheng's meticulous and concentrated soup, a nameless fire suddenly appeared in her heart, and it instantly became a prairie fire.

Throwing the chopsticks directly to the ground, Ye Sirao didn't give Liu Musheng time to react at all, knocked down the soup spoon that Liu Musheng was holding the soup, raised the rice bowl in his hand and smashed it at Liu Musheng.

Looking at Liu Musheng coldly and ruthlessly, Ye Sirao's eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness, and she gritted her teeth and yelled at Liu Musheng:

"I said I wouldn't eat it, don't you understand? Why are you forcing me to eat? Put away your big young master's pie, I tell you, you don't have the right and qualification to order me to do anything! ”

"Knock...... Syllable! ”

A muffled sound was followed by a crisp sound, Liu Musheng's forehead was visible to the naked eye, a blood-colored wound appeared, and he glanced at the rice bowl that rolled off his head, Liu Musheng looked at the fragments and rice grains on the ground, his eyes were dim.

His lips were tightly twisted into a straight line, Liu Musheng's fists were inadvertently clenched white, looking at Ye Sirao, who was unreasonable and deliberately provocative in front of him, Liu Musheng said coldly: "You overestimate yourself too much, you can't kill me with this small bowl!" ”

Ye Sirao, who seemed to be stunned suddenly, listened to Liu Musheng's words, a flash of regret flashed in her eyes, and she looked disapproving, Ye Sirao's voice was a little hoarse, and she said:

"Don't laugh, where do I dare to ask for your life? In terms of power, scheming, and means, where can I compare with your mother and son? It's always been your mother and son, who have exhausted all their tricks and just want someone else's life! ”

The cold air in his body suddenly worsened, Liu Musheng listened to Ye Sirao's words, his eyes were full of dangerous light, his bones were clenched, and he said fiercely:

"Since you know so well, you don't have to talk nonsense, put away your ridiculous little means, and stay here for me obediently, otherwise, I will use your own brother to teach you how to use all the means to kill people!"

"You...... You're a demon......"

Trembling lips, Ye Sirao was extremely angry but couldn't say anything, glared at Liu Musheng in front of him indignantly, looking at his handsome face with blood and wounds, as if he saw a ghostly ghost, he trembled inadvertently, and hugged himself tightly with both hands.

At this moment, Liu Musheng, who was like a god, raised his hand and wiped his forehead casually, his fingertips were really stained with bright red color, and he chuckled, Liu Musheng's eyes were dark, exuding a different, bewitching beauty.

Walking to Ye Zhijing's bed without saying a word, Liu Musheng looked at the tube hanging high at the head of the bed and connecting Ye Zhijing's body, looked at Ye Sirao meaninglessly, and raised his hand gently.

"No, don't, I listen to you, I eat, I'll eat now......"

Looking at Liu Musheng with great fear, Ye Sirao stared at Liu Musheng's movements without blinking, suddenly knelt down at the table, grabbed the rice on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, and stabbed one hand into the dish on the tray desperately.

His pupils shrank, Liu Musheng looked at Ye Sirao like this, immediately lowered his arm, his blue and red face was aimed at Ye Sirao, who was gobbling up, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"Enough! I don't waste the food here for you, and if you dare to use this way of eating a starving ghost reincarnated, I will still pull out these pipes! ”

As if it was a robot that had received an instruction, Ye Sirao, who was frantically stuffing food, listened to Liu Musheng's words, and the movements in her hands really slowed down, but because there were too many suddenly stuffed in front, her face turned red instantly.

"Ahem...... Vomit...... Ahem......"

Coughing violently, Ye Sirao clasped her hands on her throat, bent over, her head and neck leaned forward rhythmically, and some of the rice and vegetables in her mouth fell out, Ye Sirao was extremely uncomfortable and curled up on the ground.

In the days that followed, day after day, extremely peacefully, repeatedly, Ye Sirao's vomiting during meals became a necessary item, and Ye Zhijing was still asleep as always.

"Vomit...... ...... vomit"

Listening to Ye Sirao's constant voice in the bathroom, Liu Musheng looked at the private doctor in front of him with a serious face, and said impatiently: "What the hell is going on?" If you can't make a comeback, you don't have to show up! ”

Quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, the personal doctor wearing glasses and wearing a white coat changed a few breaths, considered his tone, and said respectfully to Liu Musheng:

"Liu Shao, don't you know, Miss Ye seems to have anorexia, if this symptom is found with the right cause, it is not a tricky disease, generally speaking, the patient's anorexia is a psychological reason, just solve this."

Looking at the direction of the bathroom with deep eyes, Liu Musheng was silent for a while, waved his hand impatiently at the private doctor who was still motionless in the room, and said, "I know, you go out." ”

"Boom la la ......"

Hearing the sound of the faucet in the bathroom, Liu Musheng's eyes seemed to be nervous, disappeared, and walked directly to the bathroom, sure enough, he saw Ye Sirao, who was about to come out at the door.

Looking at Ye Sirao, whose face was full of water droplets and a few strands of hair tightly attached to her face, Liu Musheng's face was very ugly, and he immediately noticed Ye Sirao's vain and weak steps, and without hesitation, he directly picked up Ye Sirao and walked to another room.

Gently put Ye Sirao on the bed, Liu Musheng looked at Ye Sirao's pale face, the struggle and entanglement in his eyes flashed, and finally turned into a thick worry and distress, gently hugged Ye Sirao, and said softly:

"I admit defeat, I won't force you, you can eat if you want, if you don't want to eat, let's not eat, stop torturing yourself, okay? Promise me, you have to take care of yourself, and wait for Zhijing to wake up! ”

Ye Sirao, who was extremely weak, didn't say anything, felt the warm breath in the neck socket, Ye Sirao listened to Liu Musheng's compromising words and felt bad in her heart, pretending not to feel the people around her, closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

Moving her eyes, when Ye Sirao slowly opened her eyes, she found that it was already the middle of the night, and sat up quietly.

Walking to the room where Ye Zhijing was, Ye Sirao was surprised to find that the servants seemed to have slept, and the whole house was quiet only with the sound of the hands of the clock beating.

Looking at the silent younger brother with great heartache, Ye Sirao gently stroked the eyebrows and eyes between the nights, the bridge of the nose, and the eyes were distant and trance-like.

Soon, Ye Sirao no longer looked like she was reminiscing, and held Ye Zhijing's hand tightly, as if she had made up her mind, her face was solemn, and her eyes were full of firmness.

Extremely nostalgic glanced at the indifferent Ye Zhijing, Ye Sirao was like when she was a child, as if after coaxing her younger brother to sleep, she gently tucked Ye Zhijing's quilt corners, and whispered:

"Zhijing, forgive my sister, my sister is too incompetent now, she can't protect you well, I have to leave you here for the time being, Liu Musheng won't do anything to you, wait for me."

Shaking her head twice, Ye Sirao tightened her clothes, quietly lowered her head, waited for a while, there was no response, Ye Sirao glanced back at the window that had just jumped out, and ran away with the flowers and plants in front of her.

Although it was the middle of the night, the moonlight was as clean as water, Ye Sirao sneaked out of Liu Musheng's villa and realized that she couldn't get a taxi at this time, especially in the suburbs, and inexplicably felt a little cold on her back.

Listening to the wind around her, Ye Sirao kept giving herself courage in her heart, I don't know if it was because of the cold or fear, she couldn't help but shiver, Ye Sirao trembled, walking on the empty road.

Faintly, the panic in Ye Sirao's heart became heavier and heavier, as if she felt that something was following behind her, and after running forward a few steps in panic, Ye Sirao suddenly turned her head and found that there was nothing behind her.

With a sigh of relief, Ye Sirao was about to walk forward, when she suddenly felt a force from her shoulder, as if she had been hit by something, and sure enough, a vase rolled to the ground and shattered.

Looking at the sudden vase in horror, Ye Sirao covered her mouth tightly, at a loss for a while, she didn't know whether to go forward or backward at all, her legs were weak and she stood in place, sweating profusely.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, Ye Sirao heard it clearly in her ears, and noticed that the footsteps were getting closer and closer, but she didn't dare to look up at all, she simply closed her eyes tightly and stood motionless.

Another sound of breaking the air came, mixed with the cold wind and air of the night and rushed straight to Ye Sirao's door, Ye Sirao's whole person kept trembling, her face was pale, and she kept regretting it in her heart, why did she run out secretly?

Hearing the wind getting closer and closer in her ears, Ye Sirao was fully prepared, and when she was ready to meet the unknown, she was suddenly rudely pressed on the back of her head, and the tip of her nose touched a warm chest.

"Can you give me a little peace? What do you want to do to give up? You're disgusted with me to this point, aren't you? Is anorexia your condition or your means? ”

Liu Musheng's angry words came from her ears, Ye Sirao breathed in a very satisfied gulp of the familiar smell of Liu Musheng's body, and her heart suddenly settled down, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked a curvature.

His eyes swept sharply, Liu Musheng made a straight face, staring coldly at the black shadow that disappeared immediately because he came, and because of the stiff person in his arms, he clenched his fists, but did not make any movement.

Staring at the broken vase on the ground, Liu Musheng suddenly pulled out Ye Sirao in his arms vigorously, pinched Ye Sirao's chin, and said fiercely:

"You have the courage to leave secretly, why don't you have the courage to speak now? Silent resistance, yes? Looks like I'm still too indulgent to you, I should have broken your leg so that you can't go anywhere, so you can settle down a little, right? ”

Ye Sirao, who was embarrassed, looked at Liu Musheng dissatisfiedly, and was aggrieved by Liu Musheng's inexplicable anger, and turned her face to the side angrily, but she was suddenly choked by Liu Musheng's sliding hand, and she was angry, and it was dark in front of her.