Chapter 141 Do you plan to stay like this forever?
After trying to break free several times without success, Jiang Qiu gave up struggling.
"If you really feel bored, I'll take you out next time I'm free."
"If you don't like so many people, I will remove them."
Then Feng Li spoke a few more words to himself, and Jiang Qiu's only response was silence.
Feng Li's heart ached, his eyelashes trembled, and finally, as if to comfort himself, he said to himself,
"Forget it, you're too tired, you should get some rest."
Speaking of which, he was indeed a little tired today, perhaps it was because of his heart. After all the emotions that had been hidden in his heart burst out, his body was as tired as if he had lost all his strength. He closed his eyes and
Exhausted both physically and mentally, Jiang Qiu fell asleep unknowingly.
But Feng Li couldn't fall asleep. He looked at the person leaning on his arms. They were so close, yet it felt like an iceberg between them. He remembered what Hua Niang said, that his behavior would make Jiang Qiu run away. Was that true? Perhaps it really was his fault, but what should he do? How could he keep Jiang Qiu?
But as soon as this thought occurred to Feng Li, he couldn't help but think of Jiang Qiu's true intention. He was going to leave anyway, so would he succeed even if he tried to persuade him to stay? Would Jiang Qiu really slow down because of him? Would he be willing to stay for him?
Feng Li, who was always calm, was in a state of confusion at this moment.
For the first time, he reflected deeply on himself.
What did he do?
However, he knew very well in his heart that it was he who imprisoned Jiang Qiu and shattered his hopes with his own hands. He used cruel means to force the once lively person to no longer smile at him, and thus, only indifference was left to him.
Even though he knew it was his fault, he couldn't let go of Jiang Qiu even at this point. Especially when he knew that Jiang Qiu's so-called return home meant completely disappearing from his sight and leaving this world, how would he find him at that time? Just thinking about it, Feng Li's hands holding Jiang Qiu began to tremble. He couldn't do it...
Jiang Qiu's existence has become a ray of sunshine in his abyss. Having seen the light, how can he endure the darkness again? It is the only thing that makes him feel the joy of life.
Therefore, there is no turning back in this game...
Feng Li seemed to have enough patience with him, so yesterday's cold war had no effect on him. From then on, he lived in the bedroom with Jiang Qiu, and even moved the handling of government affairs from the study to the bedroom.
Jiang Qiu's daily routine was the same as before, with no difference. Because he didn't want to see Feng Li's face, he forced himself to sleep until noon. As long as he pretended to be asleep, he could avoid talking to Feng Li. He was using a new way of cold war to protest the fact that Feng Li had locked him up in this palace.
But this method of his didn't actually work. Feng Li's sleep schedule was always very stable. Before dawn, he would be sitting at his desk reviewing memorials. Late at night, after whispering to himself in Jiang Qiu's ear until he fell asleep, Feng Li would go back to processing memorials. This was truly self-discipline. Jiang Qiu truly admired his self-discipline and perseverance. No wonder he could become the ultimate villain while others couldn't.
On this day, Jiang Qiu still carried out his own way of protest - hunger strike, refusing to accept Feng Li's food. Although the protest method was a bit stupid, Jiang Qiu had to admit that this Mary Sue hunger strike, which Jiang Qiu always complained about in the past, could really show his firm stance of not giving in at this moment.
Of course, he wasn't that stupid. Really starving himself would definitely be a torture. He was afraid of both hunger and pain, so every time when Feng Li wasn't paying attention, he would secretly take out a fasting pill from his storage bag to prolong his life, and then he would hold on for a few days.
However, he was quite surprised that there were so many fasting pills stored in his storage bag. He thought he only had one or two at that time.
Today, Jiang Qiu was still pretending to sleep, but Feng Li whispered:
"You have to eat something. Even a god can't stand not eating."
Jiang Qiu didn't say anything, still closing his eyes. He sneered in his heart,
I have the Fasting Pill, so I won't give in to you. What's the point of keeping him locked up? What's the point?!
When Feng Li stopped talking, Jiang Qiu took the opportunity to stealthily reach for his storage bag. However, he didn't know that Feng Li, who had his back to him, was not reviewing the memorials, but was quietly watching his little movements with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
Sure enough, Jiang Qiu searched for a long time and found that there was not a single Bigu Pill left in his storage bag. What happened? Wasn't there plenty before? Why couldn't he eat so much?
Of course, Jiang Qiu, who had been acting secretly, did not carefully count how many fasting pills were in his storage bag. He just took out one every day, which gave him the illusion that there were still many. However, he had no idea that these pills were also stuffed in by Feng Li in the middle of the night.
Feng Li: "You really don't want to eat?"
Jiang Qiu's hands froze, and before he could hold his breath for a moment, his stomach started to growl. It had only been a few days, and even this cultivator's physique couldn't stand hunger!
He turned over in frustration and opened his closed eyes. Of course, he did not look at Feng Li with a good face. In his opinion, his expression should be quite scary.
Yes, it is cold.
Feng Li said, "Zhang Chuchu sent a letter."
Jiang Qiu suddenly got up from the bed, then walked directly to Feng Li, frowned and asked Feng Li, who was still sitting at the desk, in a cold voice,
"Where?"
Feng Li held the unopened letter between his slender index and middle fingers. Jiang Qiu tried to snatch it away, but Feng Li twisted his wrist and Jiang Qiu missed. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Give me."
Feng Li: "Eat something first."
Jiang Qiu took a deep breath and confronted Feng Li for a while. Then Jiang Qiu picked up the porridge on the desk and drank it in big gulps, then snatched the letter from Feng Li's hand.
Jiang Qiu hadn't contacted Zhang Chuchu for such a long time. Now that he received Zhang Chuchu's letter, he couldn't hide his excitement. He couldn't wait to confirm his current situation. At the same time, he also wanted to hear what his only compatriot in this strange world said.
He opened the envelope,
There is still a long paragraph written in Changlish, and some English words that I don’t know are directly replaced with pinyin.
The general meaning is as follows:
Qiu'er, I'm fine, you don't have to worry, the truth has been revealed.
Do you remember the demon cultivator who captured me?
It's all his fault. That bastard Shen Xing hypnotized me while I was sleeping. I don't know how many words he tricked me into saying.
However, no matter how he tries, he can't understand our English. This thing is not easy to write. I have been writing for more than ten years and I can only speak dumb English. They definitely can't understand it, so I still wrote it in English. After all, I don't know Spanish, so I can only use this as a code.
At present, they already know the key props. I just found out that Shen Xing actually knew Feng Li. I saw that you haven't contacted me for so long, I guess you are in trouble.
I don’t know what to do now, but Qiu’er, please be careful. Life is more important. Don’t be too tough. Take care of yourself!
Yours sincerely,
Zhang Chu Chu
Jiang Qiu tore up the letter after reading it. Although he knew Feng Li would not understand it, Jiang Qiu was always instinctively wary and uneasy about Feng Li, especially when he made sufficient plans but was still discovered and ended up with nothing. Jiang Qiu felt tired, exhausted, and a little sad.
"Are you afraid that I'll discover your secret?"
Even if Feng Li couldn't understand, Jiang Qiu didn't plan to reply under surveillance. What's more, he was also helpless now. Jiang Qiu didn't respond. He just got up and left the table, intending to lie down on the bed and sleep.
Just after taking two steps, Feng Li stretched out his long arm and pulled him onto his legs. His lips gently touched his earlobe, and his voice was gentle, but it made Jiang Qiu feel cold all over:
"Are you planning to stay like this forever, not saying anything and treating me like air?"
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