Qin Songyao didn't know what medicine Bo Siyan had fed her, but after taking it, his head was dizzy.
She felt she was even more sick.
I got up in front of me and pushed open the door of the room. It was pitch black everywhere.
Her mouth was too dry, so she found a large pot of water and poured it into it.
Then I sat down on the sofa, my mind seemed to be awake and confused.
The stomach is roaring.
She is hungry.
There was a sweet smell on the table floating here. She walked over and saw that it was a cake.
She remembered.
This should be Bo Siyan's birthday cake for his son.
I couldn't think of anything else in my mind. Anyway, she was quite hungry now and wanted to eat.
She dug a big piece, stood in the dark living room, found a corner with three sides, held the cake, and hid herself in.
Bo Siyan heard the movement coming out of the study room and the living room was empty. He frowned and followed the sound and looked forward.
Finally, in the corner of the balcony, I found a woman with disheveled hair.
Qin Songyao ate the cake in her mouth. When she heard the footsteps, she made a stuttering movement, turned her face tentatively, and glanced at the man in her pajamas.
After a quick glance at each other, she turned her back and continued to stuff it into her mouth.
So hungry?
Bo Siyan glanced at the table and found that there was no other food except cake.
He silently turned to the kitchen.
After Qin Songyao finished eating the cake, he felt his heart beating, his blood accelerated, and he couldn't control his excitement.
She knew in her heart that this was a persistent symptom after the onset of the disease.
Anxiety, binge eating, and even physical disorder.
But she couldn't control herself. Seeing Bo Siyan walking away, she tried to get up and get some food.
Just now, I found that Bo Siyan was carrying a plate of fruit and a small pot and walked out.
He glanced at her, put down the pot, and walked in her direction.
After a brief awakening, Qin Songyao began to fear seeing people again. Seeing him approaching, she quickly retracted back into the corner.
Bo Siyan felt something was wrong and did not disturb her immediately, but instead placed the fruit plate not far from her.
Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, he stretched out his hand and quickly took the fruit plate back.
He frowned, and originally wanted to cook a pack of noodles, but he temporarily broke the noodles in half and only cooked half.
The noodles were cooked quickly and he served them in a wooden bowl.
When I took it to the corner, I found that Qin Songyao had already eaten most of the fruits in the fruit plate.
Seeing him squatting down, she paused for a moment and then leaned in.
Seeing this, Bo Siyan put down his face and sat two meters away from her.
Qin Songyao could see him as soon as he turned his head. He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lit a cigarette, and looked at her quietly.
She tried several times and was sure that he would not come. She crawled over and brought the noodles over, and then turned her back to eat.
Half a bun, it was gone in a few bites.
She even finished drinking the soup, put down the bowl, and picked up the fruit plate.
The moment she opened her mouth, Bo Siyan heard her making a sound of vomiting, and eased it for a moment, and she even stuffed it into her mouth.
Bo Siyan stood up.
The woman noticed his movements, looked up, and glanced at him quietly.
The next second, he quickly approached, and she immediately shrank in with the fruit plate.
Bo Siyan moved quickly, squatted in front of her and grabbed her wrist.
"Stop eating!"
Qin Songyao shook his head, glanced at the nectarines on the plate, and tried to quickly stuff them into his mouth.
The man snatched her and pulled her in front of him, "Are you sick now?"