Chapter 142 Do you still dare to break up?
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It lasted until midnight and the car was in a mess.
Meng Shiyi cried even harder than before, her fingers pressed against He Xilou's shoulders, her eyes reddened, "Go away..."
Her voice was a little hoarse, like a kitten that had been severely bullied.
Not only did He Xilou not let go, he even hugged her tightly in a vicious way, saying in a gloomy tone:
"You just said you'd never separate, and now you're going back on your word? You little liar."
"I regret it, please stay away from me." Meng Shiyi shrank back, but there was no way to retreat.
"No." He Xilou refused coldly, his stern face looking particularly strong and irresistible in the shadows.
Meng Shiyi was really at her wit's end, and blurted out in tears: "Break up, I want to break up, I don't want to be with you anymore..."
"separate?"
He Xilou laughed angrily, "Unless I die."
After saying that, he suddenly held Meng Shiyi, faced her, and took her up the stairs as a punishment.
"Do you still dare to break up?" He asked her soul-searchingly in her ear.
"I'm sorry, I, I don't dare anymore."
"Have you behaved yourself?"
"Well, I'm obedient..." Meng Shiyi felt dizzy and completely lost the ability to think. She fell limply on his shoulder.
I only remember that this flight of stairs was so long to walk up, and I felt like I had died many times.
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At noon the next day, sunlight came in through the gauze curtains.
When Meng Shiyi woke up, she felt dizzy and had a headache, and she felt unwell all over.
When He Xilou came in, he saw Meng Shiyi with red eyes.
He immediately walked to the bed, squatted down and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Meng Shiyi coughed softly twice, "He Xilou, I feel dizzy..."
He Xilou placed the back of his cold hand on her forehead, frowning slightly, "It's very hot, take the temperature."
"Um…"
I put the thermometer in my mouth and when I took it out, it showed 39 degrees Celsius.
I have a fever.
Meng Shiyi hung her head and buried it in his arms, "It's all your fault... It's all your fault that you took advantage of me when I was drunk..."
And no matter how much she cried and begged for mercy, it was of no use.
I must have caught a cold walking up the stairs.
He Xilou didn't expect that he would actually make the girl have a fever, so he quickly took out some antipyretic medicine from the drawer and made hot water for her to drink.
Meng Shiyi snuggled in his arms, took a sip, and said disapprovingly, "It's very bitter."
He Xilou coaxed her: "Then I'll feed you with my mouth, okay?"
“…”You must be sick.
Meng Shiyi glared at him in embarrassment and anger, but still drank the medicine quietly.
Meng Shiyi was in a listless state the whole day. When she slept, she turned her back to He Xilou, as if she didn't want to pay any attention to him.
He Xilou hugged her tightly from behind, his warm breath falling on her ears.
"Baby, I'll be gentler next time and not be angry, okay?"
“…”
Why did you get even angrier after hearing this?
In May, the weather gradually warms up and the new leaves of the sycamore trees rustle.
After a whole day of classes, Meng Shiyi lay down on the desk in the dormitory, feeling very tired.
She scrolled through her phone boredly, sighing from time to time.
"Hey, what's going on?" Xu Qingqing asked.
Meng Shiyi was worried, "He Xilou's birthday is coming soon, and I don't know what gift to give him..."
Last year I casually gave away ten stones.
She has always felt guilty.
At that time, she had no idea about He Xilou's background. She thought He Xilou was a child of destiny, blessed with everything he wanted, born to win at the starting line.
But I didn't expect that he had such a tragic and dark experience. He must have been very sad, scared and painful when he was a child.
Every time Meng Shiyi thought of this, her heart ached as if it was being tightly grasped, like a heavy stone blocking her way, making it hard for her to breathe.
That's why she wanted to make it up to He Xilou this year and let him have a happy birthday.
What can be made up for?
He Xilou has everything.
Sheng Wan became excited when she heard this, squinting her eyes and said:
"Poetry, I have an idea, I guarantee he'll like it."
Xu Qingqing understood immediately, "I have an idea too, but I'm not sure if I should share it."
Meng Shiyi's eyes lit up innocently, "What is it? Tell me quickly."
Sheng Wan: "I've posted it in the group, go check it out yourself."
Meng Shiyi excitedly opened the group chat and saw two pictures.
Sheng Wan was given a pink cat-ear maid outfit.
Xu Qingqing sent a black silk secretary outfit.
Then he met their meaningful smiles.
"You two!" Meng Shiyi's ears immediately became hot, and her face flushed red, "That's too much!"
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