Luo Jiu scratched her hair in despair, got dressed, and got out of bed.
"Miss, this is soy milk and fried dough sticks, and your favorite hibiscus pastry. The Major General specifically instructed that it be served with you every morning."
Xiao Li looked at her with envy. To be liked by a man like the Major General, Miss is truly blessed.
Luo Jiu picked up a piece of hibiscus pastry, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She kept thinking of Shi Zixi, who loved hibiscus pastry just like her and with whom she could talk about anything.
"Xiao Li." Luo Jiu paused, looked up at her, and said hesitantly, "I want to go out for a walk after breakfast."
Xiao Li frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed and smiled, "Miss, the sun is too strong outside today. Let's wait for the Major General to return and have him accompany you."
"What if I say I just want to go out?" Luo Jiu raised an eyebrow, as if confirming something.
Xiaoli stopped talking, lowered her head, and stood there blankly.
"Ah, I understand..."
Luo Jiu gave a self-deprecating laugh, her skirt drooping as she walked towards the balcony.
She returned to her initial state. She didn't speak, ignored everyone, and just sat blankly in the wicker chair all day.
From dawn to dusk, from sunset to twilight.
She curled up in the wicker chair, as if only in this way could she gain that meager sense of security.
Those usually vibrant fox eyes had fallen silent. She stared blankly into the distance, trapped in her own little world.
...
In the evening, Luo Jiu was woken up by Xu Shaojun again.
He reeked of alcohol and, just like before, kissed her impatiently.
His eyes were hidden beneath dark eye sockets, and he was murmuring her name.
“Jiu’er…”
One sound, two sounds, utterly tender.
Finally, as if he could no longer restrain himself, he reached out and caressed Luo Jiu's extremely alluring waist.
Unexpectedly, Luo Jiu stopped him.
"Xu Shaojun, let's break up."
Her voice was still hoarse from just waking up, and her eyes were glistening with tears from being out of breath. Her lips were swollen and red from being kissed, yet incredibly alluring.
Her red lips parted and closed, uttering words that deeply distressed Xu Shaojun.
Xu Shaojun wanted to attribute those eight words to her being sulky and trying to act cute, but Luo Jiu's calm yet extremely indifferent tone told Xu Shaojun that this was no joke.
"Why...am I not good to you?"
He was somewhat incoherent, his hands unconsciously gripping Luo Jiu's ankles. His once calm and composed eyes were now filled with panic and confusion.
Luo Jiu tried to forcefully break free of her restraints, but failed. She turned her head to the other side, trying to avoid Xu Shaojun's terrifying gaze.
Xu Shaojun stared at her with a fierce look in his eyes, forcefully turning her head so that she met his gaze.
"Why did you leave me..."
I love you so much that I am willing to give everything, even my life, for you.
You're all I have left...
Xu Shaojun's eyes regained their clarity, as if his previous confusion had been feigned. Ignoring Luo Jiu's wishes, he forcefully kissed the lips he had longed for day and night.
How could you leave me? If you don't behave, I'll lock you up and only let me see you.
A morbid stubbornness flashed in Xu Shaojun's eyes, completely exposed without any attempt to conceal it.
Luo Jiu was his inviolable taboo, and even Luo Jiu herself was not allowed to cross him.
Before last night, Luo Jiu was outwardly unwilling to go out because of her own wishes; but after last night, Xu Shaojun made no attempt to hide it and locked Luo Jiu inside the house.
Apart from Xiao Li coming over during mealtimes, Luo Jiu doesn't see anyone all day.
If it were to appear, it would only be Xu Shaojun.
This obsessive-compulsive man completely treated Luo Jiu as his possession.
He only had eyes for Luo Jiu, and he also demanded that Luo Jiu have eyes and heart full of him.
And so the days passed.
During her imprisonment, Luo Jiu seemed to have lost the ability to feel emotions, spending her days simply sitting on the windowsill.
Alone, listless. Indifferent and utterly decadent. Unaffected by anything external.
She knew that Xu Shaojun would not let her out; she would only resist his tyranny in a silent way.
For the first few days, Luo Jiu's quietness and obedience made Xu Shaojun feel that he had obtained the happiness he wanted. This decision was correct; at least Luo Jiu would no longer say she wanted to leave him. He thought he was satisfied, but he was not.
She grew thinner and thinner, ate less and less, and began to suffer from insomnia night after night...
No matter what methods Xu Shaojun tried, he couldn't make Luo Jiu feel happy or even flustered. She was like a walking corpse, lifeless.
Later, Xu Shaojun began to reduce his business trips and sometimes spent the whole day with Luo Jiu.
He just stayed quietly, but this kind of life was driving Xu Shaojun crazy.
He knew there was a problem between them, and he also knew that if he let Luo Jiu leave, she would become the Luo Jiu he first met.
But he was afraid...
Fearing that Luo Jiu would leave without hesitation, never looking at him again, and never returning, she was afraid.
He's just that selfish, isn't he? Even though they were both suffering, he still wanted to keep her.
The warmth Luo Jiu once gave him was something he couldn't forget, making him unconsciously want to crave more.
Just when he thought they would continue living like this forever, something happened one day not long afterward.
That day, Luo Jiu sat in the wicker chair outside the window as usual. A long-lost voice suddenly appeared. Luo Jiu's heart, which had been listless, suddenly stirred.
【Master...Master.】
007's voice carried a hint of fear; Luo Jiu's state was truly frightening, and he didn't even have the heart to joke.
It had already been upgraded two days ago, but it hasn't received any information about what happened while it was away.
Now that he had understood, he cautiously began to speak.
Luo Jiu's eyes flickered, as if she hadn't quite reacted yet.
Master, please pay attention to me. This... is terrifying.
- You still know to come back.
Luo Jiu's voice was a little hoarse; she hadn't spoken for so many days. The sound she made was almost unrecognizable even to herself.
"Um... Master, don't be angry. I... I'll help you escape." 007 seemed to have made up his mind. Although his tone was hesitant, he didn't go back on his word.
- Escape?
Luo Jiu seemed to be asking 007, or perhaps herself: Should we leave this place?
- What about the mission?
Let me think about it.
The male protagonist's affection level for his master has now risen to 95%. The mission should have been completed long ago...
But now the male protagonist is repeatedly flirting with the destruction of the world. If Luo Jiu leaves, it might... accelerate the male protagonist's illness, but there's no time to worry about that now...
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