Song He sat on the edge of the bed for a long time and didn't move, her pair of glasses that used to look bright and agile were now like ancient wells, lifeless, without a little fluctuation, if it weren't for the ups and downs of her chest and breathing, Yin Zheng would simply think that what was in front of her now was not a living person, but just a sculpture.

Before making this decision, Yin Zheng admitted that he did think that Song He would resist fiercely, or scold Yin Zheng, or even go on a hunger strike, Yin Zheng also thought of it, but when Yin Zheng saw the lifeless woman in front of him, there was no way to connect her with the gentle and agile wife he had before.

But Yin Zheng didn't want to admit that he had done wrong, things had come to this point, even if it had exceeded Yin Zheng's expectations, Yin Zheng couldn't stop there.

So it doesn't matter if Yin Zheng said to Song He that he was tired of himself, Song He was in a time when he was emotionally unstable, and Yin Zheng knew that he shouldn't believe what Song He said now.

The man didn't seem to hear what Song He said at all, as if nothing happened, he took out a spare spoon from the tray again, and then repeated the action just now, scooping a spoonful of porridge and blowing it warm.

But this time Yin Zhengwei prevented Song He from knocking over the soup spoon again, and when Yin Zheng brought the spoonful of porridge to Song He's mouth, he also said in advance: "Drink porridge, you haven't eaten several meals, even if you don't eat, the child will be hungry." ”

"Children are going to be hungry too?" Song He seemed to have heard what a funny thing he said, and repeated Yin Zheng's last sentence in a strange way.

Yin Zheng saw a cold and strange smile slowly overflowing from Song He's lips, and then when Song He raised his head and looked directly at Yin Zheng, the man clearly saw the provocative gaze flashing in Song He's eyes.

The strange smile on Song He's lips was always there, which made Yin Zheng suddenly irritable in his heart, and then said to Song He: "Open your mouth." ”

Song He was like Yin Zheng just now, completely ignoring what he said, and the provocative light in her eyes became more and more obvious, after Yin Zheng's voice just fell, Song He opened his mouth and said indifferently: "If you are hungry, you are hungry, now your mouth is still on me, I said that if you don't eat, you won't eat, it's hungry, then it's better to starve to death, and save you from bending all day long to serve me." ”

Then, in addition to the strangeness, Song He's smile was mixed with pity, and Yin Zheng's eyes ached.

Song He seemed to be deliberately about to provoke Yin Zheng, and asked again: "Yin Zheng, aren't you tired?" It's just a child, you go to other women, and they will willingly give birth to you. ”

This sentence was like pricking Yin Zheng's heart with countless needles, so that the moment Yin Zheng heard it, he only felt that countless dense pains began to appear on his whole heart, and the pain was not a sharp puncture, but a long pain, which made Yin Zheng's hands holding the soup spoon in the porridge bowl tremble slightly.

Yin Zheng's face suddenly changed, and his gloomy eyes also flashed with anger fiercely, the man was obviously restraining himself, he knew that Song He was just to provoke him, to make himself tired and tired of her, so that he could escape from his control.

He used almost all his self-control to tell himself that he couldn't hurt Song He.

The man's chest rose and fell deeply several times before he could restrain the anger in his heart, and when the anger in Yin Zheng's eyes subsided, Song He became angry because of it.

There is no doubt that Song He is trying to provoke Yin Zheng.

So Song He simply twisted his brows, showing a clear unhappy expression on his face, and when Yin Zheng was about to speak, Song He suddenly raised his hand without warning and overturned the bowl of porridge in Yin Zheng's hand.

Song He knew that the porridge was very hot, and Song He did it completely on the premise of knowing, she just didn't want Yin Zheng to be so calm, and even knocked over the porridge bowl in Yin Zheng's hand with a kind of revenge.

Afterwards, Song He saw that Yin Zheng first looked at Song He with some anxious eyes, and after thoroughly confirming that Song He was not scalded by the hot porridge, the panic in Yin Zheng's eyes calmed down.

Song He, who saw Yin Zheng's small gesture in his eyes, suddenly felt a dense pain in his heart, as if he had been gnawed on his heart by thousands of small insects, so that Song He even felt for a moment that he couldn't be cruel to Yin Zheng like this.

Her eyes fell on the back of Yin Zheng's hand and arm that had been burned by the hot porridge, and although Yin Zheng felt the burning pain on his arm, the man squatted down first, trying to pick up the broken bowl on the ground and the broken porcelain shards, he was afraid that Song He would be hurt by these shards.

Faced with Yin Zheng's appearance of almost lowering his always high self-esteem to the dust for himself, Song He felt sour in his heart, but at the same time, he was more and more violent, or angry.

"Yin Zheng!" Song He jumped up as if he was being scalded by hot porridge, and looked at Yin Zheng condescendingly in a standing posture, but he couldn't control the tears in his eyes: "Don't show me your set again, it's useless!" ”

Confirming that he didn't pay attention to Song He's words, he still insisted on picking up the fragments on the ground one by one, there was no one in the house now, and Yin Zheng rarely dealt with these things, so although he did it carefully, it was still easy to see the rustiness in his movements.

Of course, Song He knew why Yin Zheng did this, but what Song He didn't know was who Yin Zheng was doing this for, for her? Or is it for the safety of the child in her belly?

"Yin Zheng, your affectionate look, I really ...... I feel sick when I see it. ”

Yin Zheng heard Song He's voice circling above his head, and he clearly heard the disgust and disgust in it.

And Song He seemed to want to make Yin Zheng unhappy today and vent her anger, so she looked coldly at Yin Zheng who was doing all this for her, and she didn't appreciate it at all, and even continued to Yin Zheng in a sneering tone: "Get out, don't let me see you." ”

Yin Zheng was obviously a little difficult to adapt to Song He's obvious change in attitude, but it was somewhat expected, so Yin Zheng could only say a word in the face of Song He's extreme rejection, and carefully used his clothes to put his hand on the back of his hand first, and wiped the porridge that had already burned out of the skin before standing up from the bedside.

Yin Zheng didn't say a word, and it wasn't until he walked to the side of the bed that Yin Zheng spoke: "There are some other things to eat in the tray, you remember to eat a little later." ”

In response to her, Song He used his almost voiceless vocal cords to shout almost hoarsely: "Get out——!!! ”

Yin Zheng didn't say anything about Song He's anger, just quietly closed the door, and then locked it as usual.

Song He was no longer willing to resist, nor was he willing to let himself waste his tongue on Yin Zheng again, this kind of almost tortured captivity made Song He's whole person as empty and numb as if he had no soul, and he was only willing to sit by the window, looking at the empty sky outside where there was nothing, looking forward to maybe once in a while one or two birds flew over.

Song He couldn't even open the window, and Yin Zheng didn't leave her a way to escape.

Gradually, Song He became accustomed to this kind of day that seemed to be stretched out, sometimes when he closed his eyes and opened them again, Song He couldn't tell whether it was today or the next day.

In the closed environment, Song He felt that her emotions were obviously collapsing - the most obvious situation was that she began to imagine constantly, sometimes remembering the past, sometimes just imagining casually.

As the sun rose outside the window and then set, Song He even gradually found a way to make herself as comfortable as possible, that is, to close her eyes, hide under the covers, and then pretend that all this was just her fantasy.

Yin Zhengzhong sent over a lunch, but it was all overturned by Song He without exception.

So in the evening, Yin Zheng didn't say anything more, just opened the lock and came in, put dinner on the table, and then walked out without saying a word.

Close the door, insert the key into the cylinder, twist it twice, lock it, and leave.

Song He was already extremely familiar with what would happen next after Yin Zheng left, as if she had done it herself, and every step was done by her over and over again.

As usual, it was a night without closing his eyes, and Song He's spirit was like a string that was tightened to the limit, as long as Yin Zheng casually plucked it gently, this string would immediately break.

But Yin Zheng was able to keep a distance from her, let Song He be noisy, how unreasonable things were thrown, and even overturn all the meals that Yin Zheng brought in.

Yin Zheng always cleaned up Song He without any complaints.

However, the two of them always refused to say a word to each other, as if they were strangers they didn't know, Yin Zheng was just carrying out his guard orders, and Song He was the prisoner that Yin Zheng needed to supervise.

It's ironic, it's ridiculous. ’

Song He thought about it in her heart, and really let out a poignant and strange laugh as she thought like this.

Now Song He, the whole person is unprecedentedly embarrassed, his hair and clothes are messy, and his originally delicate and good-looking face has been soaked in tears and is red and swollen, and because he has not eaten for almost two nights and a day, the low blood sugar exudes a blue and white color.

She should know that she is not in a good state, in order to be able to maintain the minimum survivability, Song He always only eats a little of the food sent by Yin Zheng, and even to put it bluntly, it is for the sake of the child.

Although Song He spoke coldly to Yin Zheng, saying that he wanted to kill the child, Song He still remembered in his heart that he had promised the child that he would learn to be a good mother.