Chapter 452: It's not anorexia, it's vomiting
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Gu Heng heard that Twilight's tone was not good, returned to his normal color, stopped joking, and asked seriously, "What are you doing?" Too busy to see me? ”
Twilight hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything, "In a few days, I'll contact you." ”
"Okay, that's a little bit waiting for you to turn over the cards, so I won't bother you." Gu Heng kissed the microphone and took the initiative to hang up the phone.
He never had the habit of hanging up the phone, and this was the only time, and hopefully the last.
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On the top floor of the Yuandu Building, Twilight stood on the railing, holding on to the railing with one hand, and standing against the railing in the morning sun.
She is dressed in an elegant and peerless figure Yushu is in the wind, her delicate and beautiful face is cold and silent, and the whole person exudes an absolutely arrogant atmosphere, condescending, overlooking the entire cool city.
Yunguang walked over wearing sunglasses, stopped beside her, and asked uncertainly, "Do you really want to know the result?" Sometimes, it's not a good thing to know the truth. ”
Especially in love.
What do those who are willing to be humbled to dust in the name of 'love' think?
She was puzzled and distressed.
"Speak!" The words are deep, and they are cold like never before.
Twilight narrowed her silver eyes slightly, raised her chin, and greeted the sunshine falling from the sky, her expression reverent, as if she was in awe of faith.
In mid-air, the silver gaze disappeared in the dazzling white sunlight, as if it was blending together, and it was impossible to distinguish the brilliant light color.
Only the luxurious silver light was left and sprinkled down, like a fire, picturesque, extremely quiet, with a bit of early winter cold.
This is what Yunguang is most afraid of seeing Twilight since following Twilight.
Still, the water stopped, and then, a flash flood broke out!
She snorted, lit a cigarette and bit it on her lip, deliberately ignoring the low, cold breath on Twilight's body, and said, "It's not anorexia, it's vomiting." ”
Yesterday morning, Yunguang was summoned by Twilight to go to the distance and stay next to Yingdi's room.
In the evening, when Ying Di went to the bathroom, after receiving a text message from Twilight, she found a good angle and took off her sunglasses.
She has eyes that can see through anything in the world, and she can see through walls and see clearly what is happening.
She saw Ying Di squatting in the bathroom, her hands constantly pressing on her lower abdomen, and then, scarlet blood mixed with minced flesh escaped from Ying Tu's lips.
After finishing the matter, Ying Di brushed his teeth vigorously and brushed it more than ten times to make sure that the smell of blood would not remain, and then returned to bed to rest.
After dawn, Ying Tu was seriously injured and fell into a coma again.
That's how the whole thing happened, it's so distressing that it's outrageous!
In the name of love, trample all self-esteem and pride under your feet!
In the name of love, keep all the sorrow and pain to yourself!
In the name of love, the love and dedication of the emperor are humbled to the dust!
After Yunguang told the whole story of the matter, his chest ached.
She slammed her fist on the railing, smashing half of the iron frame, and asked puzzledly, "Twilight, do you love him?" ”
If you love, how can you be willing to let Ying Tu suffer so much?
If you love, why didn't you discover the restlessness and loneliness of Yingdi early?
Once, what a wonderful little boy he was!
Cold as a blade, bright as the sun!
Now, they are all ruined by the so-called love.
Twilight slowly closed her eyes, and never spoke.
Her eyes were slightly squinting, occasionally flapping her long eyelashes twice, as if she was asleep, and a slight smile rolled up her lips, looming.
After a long time, she opened her mouth, "Love." ”
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Ying Di slept until noon and woke up, her chapped lips bursting bloody and crooked.
Last night, he and Twilight had done their most intimate thing, and they would never be separated again.
It's so nice, he loves it.
There was the sound of an electronic lock outside the door, and Twilight pushed the door and walked in, full of anger and indifference between his eyebrows.
She carried a document in her hand, threw it on the coffee table, took off her coat and threw it on the sofa, and asked, "Awake?" ”
"Hmm." There was a smile on Ying Tu's pale face, overflowing with happiness.
"Hungry or not? Craving something to eat? Twilight asked as usual.
Under the quilt, Ying Di's body was a little stiff, and he subconsciously resisted, wanting to say 'no', but he noticed that Twilight didn't seem to be in a good mood today.
Hey, forget it, go with her again.
Ying Tu thought helplessly, and nodded blankly, "Okay." ”
Twilight opened the refrigerator and carried out cans of beast blood one by one until the entire refrigerator was emptied.
She opened the package and sealed the bottle one by one, put it in the trolley and pushed it to the bedside, picked up a can and brought it to Ying Di's mouth, "Drink." ”
"Oh." Ying Di barely sat up on the edge of the bed, and there was a dizziness in front of her eyes, and there was a brief blindness.
In the past, Twilight would have reached out to hold him and placed him on the bed, but not today.
Twilight just stood by the bed, looking at him with a cold look in his eyes, and his hand never reached.
Ying Di felt aggrieved, her light purple eyes were filled with mist, and she whispered: "Twilight ......"
After a night, shouldn't you be in love?
Why is it even more cold?
Twilight softened a little when she saw Ying Di's sad appearance, and picked up a pillow to cushion behind him, allowing him to lean more comfortably.
She brought the beast blood to Ying Tu again, and spoke, her tone almost commanding: "Drink." ”
"Got it." Winning didn't understand what Twilight was throwing a tantrum about, so she took the beast's blood and drank it.
In fact, every time he drank a sip of beast blood, his internal organs would throb, like a barbed wire wringing around his delicate skin.
However, he will endure and will not speak.
As long as he is okay with Twilight, he can keep silent until he dies.
"Drink." After drinking a can, Twilight handed another bottle to Yingdi.
Ying Di's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still took the beast's blood and drank it.
"Go on." Twilight handed Ying Di a third vial of beast blood.
Then came the fourth, fifth, and tenth bottles......
"Twilight, I can't drink it, I really can't drink it." By the time she reached the eleventh bottle, she was already sick to her stomach and strongly refused.
Ignoring his discomfort, Twilight insisted on letting him drink the blood of the beast.
Ying Dilu drank the thirteenth bottle in embarrassment, and he couldn't hold on anymore, and he didn't drink it anymore.
He felt that Twilight was crazy.
"Drink." Twilight is still in a commanding tone.
Ying Tu kept shaking his head, "I don't drink, I can't drink anymore." ”
"Drink." Twilight's words seemed to be only one word, and it was extremely cold.
"Don't force me like this, are you sick!" Win Tu didn't choose what to say, and regretted it after he finished speaking.
In their past relationships, they have never quarreled, even at the engagement banquet, when the faces of the two families were wiped out, and the two of them never said anything serious.
Today, Ying Tu is enraged by Twilight.
"Hehe," Twilight sneered, her silver eyes glaring at him, "I'm sick?" ”
"I, I apologize, I didn't mean to...... Not! ”
The words stopped abruptly, and Twilight grabbed Yingdi's chin, picked up a jar of blood, and poured it into Yingdi's mouth.