Chapter 208

"It's okay. I'll have some porridge. I'll come back and lie down later. I'll definitely be alive and kicking at night." It seemed that he was in a good mood today, and he was even interested in joking with her.

Song Weiyi had a pretty face and stared at him, not buying it at all.

"Pei Yibai, go to the hospital for me." Song Weiyi roared angrily.

She really wanted to use something to pry open Pei Yibai's brain, to see what kind of structure it was inside, and why she had to resolutely sing the opposite on this matter.

"I'm hungry." Song Weiyi's flushed face was naturally rosy, like an attractive apple, making people want to go over and take two bites.

If Pei Yibai had nothing to do at the moment, he would definitely follow the thoughts in his heart and gnaw on it.

But at the moment, he had a fever and showed signs of a cold, which might infect Song Weiyi, so he put away this idea.

"Don't try to divert my attention, hurry up and go to the hospital with me." Song Weiyi held his hand and ordered firmly.

"If you promise not to divorce and let's live a good life in the future, then I promise to go to the hospital."

Pei Yibai, who had originally made up his mind not to go to the hospital, saw that Song Weiwei was secretly pushing towards him, so before he refused again, he made such a request.

Song Weiyi was taken aback, and looked up at him blankly.

"what?"

"Honey, don't pretend to be confused, you heard it, didn't you?" Pei Yibai smiled and met her ignorant eyes.

Song Weiyi knows better than anyone else what his words mean, she just doesn't want to accept and admit it.

"You... What kind of request is this? You have a fever, and you threaten me with this kind of thing? Pei Yibai, are you that boring?"

"You should ask, which man in the world is as pitiful as me, who would rather sacrifice his body in order not to get divorced."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Song Weiyi glared at him fiercely, what does it mean to sacrifice one's body?

Don't say good things, but say bad things.

"The decision is up to you. I'm a little hungry. Let's go have some porridge first." Before Song Weiyi could answer, Pei Yibai patted her on the shoulder and walked slowly towards the living room.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Song Weiyi looked around.

Although I only lived for a few days, this place still has feelings.

The smell of Pei Yibai is everywhere, making people reluctant to leave...

She sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned on the bed in a daze, her head was caught in a battle between heaven and man.

Most people cannot have both love and bread.

But the distance between her and Pei Yibai is not as simple as bread.

Song Weiyi buried his face in his knees and remained silent for ten minutes before leaving the room.

Pei Yibai was sitting in the dining room, with two side dishes and a bowl of porridge that Song Weiyi had cooked on it.

He said he was hungry, but from just now to now, Pei Yibai only drank a few sips in a full ten minutes.

"Didn't you say you were hungry? Why didn't the porridge move?" Song Weiyi asked angrily.

Even if he was teasing her or coaxing her, at this time, it was a gesture for him to drink a little.

With a "ding", Pei Yibai put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Song Weiyi with burning eyes.

"What? Have you considered it?" He directly ignored Song Weiyi's previous questioning.

"Pei Yibai, don't pretend you can't hear me, drink the porridge first."

"Well, then you sit down too and accompany me."

Pei Yibai seemed to be unable to see Song Weiwei's anger and anger, and gently patted the seat next to him.

"I'm not hungry."

"Then I don't want to eat either." Pei Yibai's voice didn't pause at all, and following Song Weiyi's words, he pushed the bowl away.

This scene left Song Weiyi dumbfounded.

This man, dare to be a little more boring?

The dissatisfaction in his heart kept overflowing like an overfull water tank, but Song Weiyi couldn't do anything to Pei Yibai.

Finally, he sat down with a sullen face and quickly drank a bowl of porridge.

During the time he woke up, Song Weiyi didn't feel hungry.

But when she really sent the porridge to her mouth, she felt hungry.

It's not that I'm not hungry, but that I'm too hungry, and I don't have much concept of being full or hungry.

"Drink more, I didn't eat dinner or breakfast yesterday." Pei Yibai pushed the porridge in front of Song Weiyi.

"Pei Yibai, don't push yourself too hard." Song Weiyi complained, she was so full of gas that she didn't want to eat anymore.

"Honey, be obedient."

In the end, Pei Yibai drank half a bowl of porridge.

He really didn't have any appetite. If it wasn't for Song Weiyi's constant urging and persecution, he probably wouldn't be willing to swallow a bite.

After that, the two sat on the left and right of the dining table, looking at each other face to face.

"You want me to go to the hospital? Give your answer first." Pei Yibai spoke first.

Needless to say, he also knew what Song Weiyi's feelings were brewing at the moment.

When Pei Yibai said this, even the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he didn't take his body seriously at all.

Song Weiyi clenched his teeth, and loved and hated Pei Yibai's appearance at the moment.

This bad man, if she is determined to eat it, she will not be willing to part with it, so she will feel sorry for him, right?

"Pei Yibai, are you going to use this to force me?" Song Weiwei took a deep breath and asked pretending to be calm.

"No, I'm not forcing you."

"Isn't that forcing me? How can it be considered forcing? You know that I can't watch you sick and remain indifferent, but you want to make fun of your body. Yes, you don't care, you are strong, and you don't treat fever and cold as a It's true, but have you considered how I feel? You're totally masochistic."

Song Weiyi was so angry that he didn't choose what to say, and used the most serious language to tell him what was in his heart.

I thought that Pei Yibai would be more or less able to listen to what he said.

Unexpectedly, contrary to what she had imagined, after hearing Song Weiyi's words, Pei Yibai's handsome face instantly darkened.

"Self-torture? Then think of me as self-torture. Song Weiwei, you have been brainwashed by your mother-in-law now, so you can't even listen to my words, right? Since you feel sorry for you and don't want to let go, why should you bear it?"

"I……"

"Don't rush to explain, isn't your purpose just to divorce me? I also guessed that you may have spent so much effort, but you still insisted on divorce, but you never asked me whether I would agree or not. In my life, there is no divorce, only widowhood."

Pei Yibai squeezed Song Weiyi's hand, slammed down this sentence, and finally walked away.

With a "bang", there was a loud closing sound from the bedroom, as if to vent his dissatisfaction.

Song Weiyi was trembling all over, and his eyes were sore and hot.

The dark clouds hovering in her heart became thicker and thicker, and after she entered the room, Pei Yibai didn't even give her a look.

At that moment, the coldness from him was so straightforward and obvious.