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Li Yang. "…"

This man was truly vile.

He had caused her to do this, and now he was telling her that she deserved it.

Just where did she deserve it?!

Forget it, she couldn't afford to offend him.

Li Yang was silent. No matter what he said, it wouldn't fit with his thoughts.

It's best if you shut up.

However, her gaze still inadvertently landed on his face. She noticed his long and thin wound, which should have been caused by some sort of sharp object. However, she didn't understand who had the guts to make such a wound on this man's face.

Li Yang stared blankly at this face, his eyes gradually becoming lifeless …

Why did she see her childhood self in her dreams? Why did she cry so bitterly in the amusement park? She even asked repeatedly, why didn't he come …

She had clearly never been to a playground before, not even once. She remembered this point clearly, it was impossible to be wrong, but the playground in her dreams was so familiar, as if she had personally experienced it …

And that face, she asked why when he didn't come, the face that appeared in her mind was actually Lu Qimu's face. This was about the most terrifying thing, causing her to wake up from her stupor.

How could it be Lu Qimu …

Li Yang seemed to have a hundred thousand reasons in his heart, but she couldn't say a single one. If Lu Qimu knew, he would probably think that she was thinking about him in her dreams. He was already so annoyed by her, but then he might even say some nasty words to insult her …

Lu Qimu caught her gaze. His eyes were as cold as ice. "What are you looking at?!"

Li Yang quickly withdrew his gaze. "I didn't see anything …"

Lu Qimu stared at her and sneered. "You're lying again."

Li Yang pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Lu Qimu felt a little frustrated. He reached into his cigarette box and took out a cigarette. He paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and threw it into the trash can.

He placed the cigarette case and the lighter on the table.

The liquid in the bottle dripped down bit by bit, the icy cold liquid entered her blood vessels through the thin needle hole. Lu Qimu reached out and touched her forehead.

Li Yang didn't know what she wanted to do, so he dodged like a conditioned reflex. His hand fell on her hair.

She stealthily glanced at him. There was astonishment, anger, and a deep sense of disgust in his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed the collar on her chest and roughly moved closer to her. Her forehead and his suddenly came into contact, and when she grimaced in pain, he suddenly let go of her …

His voice was cold and icy. "I'm not burning it."

Not burn?

Li Yang was stunned for a moment. What was going on with this man? Was he testing her with his forehead just now?! But his actions were so crude …

What was he trying to do …

However …

Li Yang touched his forehead. Hmm, it's not hot at all. It looks like the infusion was really quick, but his forehead still ached a little, as if there was still some warmth left in him.

Li Yang felt a little uneasy. She closed her eyes and tried to pretend to sleep, but the pain in her feet seemed to be getting worse. Her delicate eyebrows were knitted together, and she wanted to endure for a while.

However, after enduring for a while, the pain didn't lessen. Instead, it became heavier and heavier, as if someone was using a needle to continuously pry open her skin and scrape away the blood on her bones …

Her tightly shut eyes slightly trembled as they gradually opened …

His cold voice rang in his ears. "It hurts so much you can't pretend to sleep?!"

A wave of embarrassment swept across Li Yang's heart. He had seen through it with his own eyes again?!

She frowned and tried her best to suppress the pain. She moved her lips and shivered for a long time before she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence. "Do you have any painkillers?"

She also didn't understand what was going on. It was so painful that it was hard to even speak. Back in Lu Qimu's villa, she could still endure it. She had even walked a long way. Why couldn't she do it now …

Lu Qimu looked at her sickly white face, which looked like a flower about to be defeated. There was not a single trace of blood on it. The hair on his temples had been drenched in sweat, sticking tightly to her delicate skin …

The coldness in his eyes could almost be condensed into frost. "Endure it!"

Li Lang opened his mouth with difficulty, "But …"

Lu Qimu glanced at her coldly. "If you know it's painful, then you should remember. Don't provoke me in the future when you have nothing else to do."

He refused to say anything. How could she know what he was thinking? How could she know what to say? What to do? How could she possibly provoke him?!

At least he had told her, she wouldn't offend him for no reason at all …

But this man, he just didn't want to say it, he just wanted her to guess, but no matter how much she tried to guess, she couldn't figure it out right. Was she too stupid, or was he too hard to serve?!

Without even thinking, one could tell that it was the latter.

Li Yang was in unbearable pain. The blanket was soaked in sweat from her palms. At this moment, she finally understood why Mu Chuchen wanted to eat morphine. If possible, she wanted one now too.

This pain was too hard to endure …

The expression on Lu Qimu's face did not change, but his heart was already on the verge of breaking down …

Does it hurt?! Of course it would hurt after the anesthetic passed. With so many glass scraps digging into the soles of her feet, she took a long bath and walked for half a day without caring about her life. This caused the glass fragments to become even more pricked and the wound to become infected as she fainted from fever along the way …

If he didn't chase after her, then even if she died, no one would know. He should just let her have a long memory of what her body was capable of. If she didn't want to die, then just say it …

He smiled bitterly. He was really anxious to send her to the hospital. He hated this place so much. He was truly mad. That was why he had hastily sent her here, disregarding everything else …

Lu Qimu pressed the spot between his eyebrows, picked up the cigarette case and lighter from the bedside table, got up and left the room to smoke in the corridor.

He sat in a chair in the corridor, head bowed, hands on his knees, cigarette between his fingertips, smoke swirling in the air.

He stared at the dark marble floor in a daze, thinking about something …

A large part of the ashes fell onto the back of his hand. He was scalded for a moment and regained his senses. He lifted his head and sucked in a mouthful of smoke. Amidst the pure smoke, his eyes reddened slightly …

If 'she' knew that he had fallen in love with the person that he shouldn't have and couldn't have in his entire life, would that person …

Blame him …

He had thought about forgetting before, thought about escaping, but she still forcibly broke into his life …

That night, he didn't know it was her. He kept pushing away the unfamiliar woman, but the moment she opened her mouth, he recognized her voice. It was hers …

Over the years, the sounds that appeared countless times in his dreams …

He instantly lost his mind and couldn't control himself from pressing her down. Admit it, getting drunk is just a fucking excuse, he just wants her, crazily wants her …

That's all.

When the cigarette had burnt out, he crushed it on the floor, threw it in the trash, opened the door again, and entered the ward.

Li Yang was drenched in sweat from the pain. When she heard Lu Qimu enter, she raised her head and saw him standing in front of her, staring coldly at her.

This man seemed to be born without emotions and without a heart.

No, he did, but it wasn't on her.

What right did she have to expect him to be kind to her? Better, she was just a substitute that he had spent a sky-high price on, a toy that he had bought, a venting device.

She was the one who found him.

What was she thinking at that moment?!

Probably thinking, Li-Yang, where is your dignity? Where's your pride?

But what was dignity, what was arrogance, was it edible?! Could she let her mother live?!

No! None of them could!

Since he couldn't, what was the use of having it?

When Lu Chi Mo said that he would help her repay her debts, that he would pay for her mother's medical expenses, and that she would marry him, she did not refuse. From that second onwards, she was destined to lose all dignity and arrogance in front of him.

Wasn't this the conclusion that he should have expected? Therefore, she shouldn't be greedy. If she were to obtain something, she would inevitably lose it. This was something that she should endure …

The words that Li Yang wanted to say were forcefully swallowed back down. She lowered her eyelashes to cover the dimness in her eyes. She used all her strength to pinch the blanket and the pain that she was enduring.

Since Lu Chi Mo wanted her to endure, she might as well. If she were to ask him for another painkiller, maybe she would make him unhappy again. With his bad temper, who knew what he would do …

Although Li Yang didn't say what he wanted to say, Lu Qimu didn't even need to think to know what she wanted to say. However, she was stubborn enough to swallow her words once they reached the tip of her tongue.

Lu Chi Mo grabbed a cup of water from the bedside table and placed it on top of a cup of water. His voice was ice-cold and overbearing. "Raise your head and look at me!"

Li Lang tightened his blanket, enduring the intense pain as he raised his head to look at him obediently. His face was perfect, but his eyes were too cold, making others not dare to approach him for some reason.

Lu Qimu asked again, "Has your memory grown?"

Li Yang thought for a long time before nodding slightly. His voice trembled from the pain. "I, I understand."

What he said was not true!

Lu Qimu took out a piece of medicine from his pocket and placed it on the cabinet.

He glanced at her with a cold expression but didn't say anything else. He turned around and left.

The door of the ward was opened by him, and the incandescent light illuminated his tall and upright figure. He seemed to pause for a second, then he went out and closed the door without looking back.

Li Lang struggled to sit up and took a pill from the table.

It was a painkiller, but there were two empty spots on it …

Li Yang stared blankly at the door that he had closed tightly …