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Chapter Forty-Three

Just like that, after a night passed, I actually didn't feel any pain or intolerance about Chu Peiran.

Wei Jingran always looks at me with a doting look, which makes me feel hot and uneasy, because at this time he looks very much like Chu Peiran. The desire to do that kind of thing is getting stronger and stronger. Wei Jingran also understands what I want to do now.

But he didn't take me to a hotel or other places. He asked me for my address and sent me home, then took a taxi back.

After I got home, I sobered up.

But I felt very slow, lazy and clumsy. I was too lazy to think about or do anything. I even saw Wen Jichen and went straight into the room without saying hello.

I fell on the bed all of a sudden, my body was very tired, as if all my strength had been drained away.

I stayed up all night and was crazy all night. My spirit was in a state of madness last night and I needed to vent. As long as I sweat, my body feels unusually comfortable.

However, now that I am awake, I feel as haggard as if I have lost my vitality.

I was lying on the bed and could barely move. Wen Jichen knocked on the door, but I didn't have the strength to answer him. I turned over, wrapped myself in a thin cup and tried to fall asleep.

At this time, Wen Jichen saw that I didn't respond and had already opened the door and came in. "Where were you last night? You were not with Andy, nor with Chu Peiran." His tone was a little excited, and I closed my eyes without looking at him. expression.

I'm very tired and want to sleep.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Wen Jichen's face became extremely cold. He picked me up from the bed and forced me to face him. I frowned impatiently and swayed with half-closed eyes. My head wanted to throw away his hand.

When Wen Jichen saw my desperate look, his handsome face turned out to be a little sharp at the moment. "Who on earth were you with last night? Look at you!" He pinched my chin and forced it. Holding my head in front of him.

He was so hard that I felt my jaw was almost crushed by him.

I squeezed out tears in pain, "Brother... I hurt..." I struggled to spit out these three words from my mouth, my voice was delicate.

Wen Jichen was stunned and relaxed his hands slightly. But he still looked at me with a sullen look on his face, staring at me with worried and complicated eyes, trying to get some information from my eyes.

However, I have no other emotions or emotions except decadence and indulgence.

Wen Jichen frowned slightly, looking at my pale and bloodless face, without any anger at all. The thick dark circles and bags under my eyes had taken away the brightness of the past in my eyes. He was helpless and angry. "You are doing well at home today. Rest, I'll ask for leave for you, and you're not allowed to go out at night from now on."

Seeing that I had no intention of telling him, he sighed, covered me with a quilt and closed the door and went out.

I was lying on the bed, feeling very tired, but not sleepy at all.

After the madness, what remains is emotional pain.

I thought of Chu Peiran again, and the sour feeling surged in my heart, hitting me hard.

I thought about a lot of questions.

Does he still love me?

Did he love me?

Does he like An Ruoyi now?



I also thought about those romantic and happy little days when we were together. Many things cannot be recalled. When I recall them, the pain will only increase.

I thought of the tenderness I had and even thought that he really did love me.

Don't be stupid Liu Xiangsi.

But I'm a bitch, I just can't help but want to think about him.

Only by torturing yourself can you stop feeling so uncomfortable.

Wen Jichen told me to eat before leaving, but I had no appetite at all. In the afternoon, I was still lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Chu Peiran, if you want me not to love you, that’s okay.

Then I will torture myself as hard as I can.

At the end of the day, I didn't drink a drop of water and didn't think about food or food. Until Wen Jichen came back, I looked up blankly and thought about the past.

After Wen Jichen came back, he cooked something for me to eat, but I still refused to eat it when it was brought to my room.

I want to find some reasons to keep living.

But I couldn't find him because he wasn't there.

Wen Jichen was busy reviewing before the college entrance examination. No matter how much he wanted to take care of me, he couldn't look at me all the time.

My stepfather and mother came back and brought me many, many gifts. But I had no thoughts at all and spent my days in a muddle. However, I realized something very serious.

The only thing I miss every day is Chu Peiran.

And meth.

There were many times when I couldn't stand it anymore and ran out to find Wei Jingran. Every time, he would come to me on time and put the thing I dreamed of in front of me.

Days like this lasted for more than a month.

My mother saw that I always looked very bad, and thought that Wen Jichen had not taken good care of me. In fact, before, I should have been very happy when my stepfather and mother came back. The thing I hope most in my life is to reunite my family.

But now I have no interest at all, my mind is full of Chu Peiran and methamphetamine.

When I am awake, I think about them very much.

"Doudou, have you not slept well recently? Why do you look so ugly?" Mom looked at me and asked with concern while eating.

Such a gentle tone is really not like her style.

I nodded, looked at her and smiled dryly: "I really didn't sleep well, I kept having nightmares."

My mother immediately gave me a piece of yam: "I can tell from one look that you don't eat well, and you don't know how to take care of yourself even at such an old age. Ah Chen, my aunt and father are going on a business trip in a few days, so you must take care of me."

I'll take good care of Doudou." She turned to Wen Jichen and said softly.

Wen Jichen nodded in agreement.

Mom then continued to eat with peace of mind.

My stepfather also said jokingly: "If you don't take good care of Doudou, I will take you to Africa when I come back and make you suffer." He looked at me with a smile and said, "Girls are still fair and rosy.

Okay, I know you little girls are pursuing a kind of morbid beauty recently, but stepdad, I think you are cuter if you are rosy."

I smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make sure to be fat and healthy when you come back next time."

Stepfather and mother looked at each other and smiled.

Seeing the whole family enjoying themselves at the dinner table, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart and regretted my taking drugs... I felt so sorry for my mother.

I lowered my head and picked at the rice in the bowl with a frown. My stepfather and mother would bring me gifts every time they came back, and this time they brought me a blue glass bottle, which is a handicraft made by a famous artist.

It's a pity that I don't know how to appreciate it. When I saw the blue bottle, my first reaction was ice skating. This glass bottle is exquisitely crafted, which is very different from the curling bottle.

A strange feeling suddenly passed through my heart, and that longing and ecstatic feeling came again.
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