After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

In the early morning, when the first sunlight came into the room, Si Jiu was awakened by the feeling of the light shining on his face.

He didn't know when he fell asleep on the bed.

Last night was too long.

Both the length of the night and the pain in his body were constant reminders of his current situation.

A lonely state.

My mouth was still numb and I still couldn't use my tongue as well as before.

This meant that when he tried to speak again, he still couldn't make normal sounds.

He doesn't care about this, he's just waiting.

Waiting for Wen Baizhi to come back.

Or if that didn't work, he would go find her.

After Wen Baizhi left yesterday, Si Jiu suddenly realized that he was the one waiting there every time.

Between him and Wen Baizhi, was it always Wen Baizhi who tried hard to walk towards him, hug him, heal him, and coax him?

This is not fair to her.

Si Jiu suddenly realized this at this moment.

Then he recalled in his mind all the things that happened with Wen Baizhi.

It seemed that every time, most of the time, it was Wen Baizhi who approached him.

She had said many times that she hoped he could share his true feelings and the pain he felt with her, but he would still do his own thing every time.

Si Jiu couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was really wrong this time.

Obviously, he was facing the person he loved the most in his life and who loved him the most, but he still hurt her heart again and again, and wore away her patience and concern.

Maybe anyone would leave him without hesitation after so many disappointments.

But Wen Baizhi didn't. Instead, she gave him so many opportunities before leaving the room yesterday.

It's just that he didn't seize the opportunity in time.

It's all his own fault.

Why is he pretending to be a victim here?

It was obvious that Wen Baizhi was the one who was hurt.

She said nothing and did nothing.

He put it up first.

Si Jiu seemed to have figured it out all of a sudden. He wanted to go to Wen Baizhi right then and there and promise her again and again that he would never be like before and that he would learn to share all his feelings with her.

As long as she doesn't leave him.

But he still overestimated his own body after a night of torture.

The next second when Si Jiu stood up by supporting himself on the edge of the bed, he lost his strength and fell back down.

He frowned and rubbed his stomach.

I felt an irregular beating under my hand and a familiar dull pain in my stomach.

It seems that the stomach pain is more severe than before.

Yes, the stomach is an emotional organ, this is what Rong Heng told him at that time.

If he is in a bad mood, his stomach will get bad along with his mood.

This kind of pain cannot even be treated with medicine.

He can only rely on himself to get through it, or slowly calm down his emotions.

But how can Si Jiu calm down now?

All he could think about was finding Wen Baizhi, apologizing to her, and asking for her forgiveness, so that he could lie on her lap like before, feeling her tenderness and touch.

He wants to go out.

So Si Jiu tried again.

This time, it wasn't just his stomach that hurt. His back and waist, which had been stiff and almost motionless all night, also started to go against him.

His back and waist felt like they were welded to his body and he could neither move nor retreat.

If I move a little, a piercing pain will spread from my back to my heart.

Combined with the stomachache, Si Jiu completely lost the strength to stand up.

Si Jiu sat upright, holding his stomach with one hand and supporting his back with the other, trying to use external strength to relieve the excruciating pain at the moment.

But this is just a drop in the bucket and will be futile.

He opened his mouth and gasped, and all the features on his handsome face were wrinkled.

If he hadn't been used to enduring pain before, he would have probably lost control and screamed loudly at this moment.

Even though the pain was so severe that sweat broke out on his back and forehead, he was still thinking about Wen Baizhi.

If Wen Baizhi were here, if she were here, he would definitely become a good boy and would point out every painful spot on his body to her without her saying anything.

Then she would definitely help him rub his belly and pinch his back.

The more Si Jiu thought about it, the more wronged he felt, and the more wronged he felt, the more painful it was.

The more it hurt, the more he wanted to cry.

He missed Wen Baizhi. He didn't cry because of the pain. He cried because Wen Baizhi was not by his side when he was in pain.

By the time he came to his senses, two lines of tears had already flowed down his cheeks, which had already become paler than ever.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain in Si Jiu's stomach stopped for a while.

It didn't hurt as much anymore, but it was still stuffy and made him very uncomfortable.

He had a vague urge to vomit.

But he hasn't even drunk any water since the taste treatment started yesterday. Now even if he wants to vomit, he can only dry heave and can't spit out anything.

I couldn't even spit out a drop of water.

Si Jiu tried to relax his back and found that it didn't hurt as much.

But his head hurts badly at the moment.

It was as if someone was drilling into his brain with a drill, and the pain made him squint.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Si Jiu seemed to be suddenly enlightened and looked towards the door.

Is it Wen Baizhi? Could it be her?

But if it was her, why would she knock on the door?

But if it wasn't her, who else would remember that he was here at this time?

Regardless of whether it was Wen Baizhi or not, Si Jiu had this hidden expectation in his heart.

What if it was her?

If it was Wen Baizhi who opened the door, Si Jiu would definitely do as he thought at the beginning and throw himself into her arms and tell her all his feelings.

He will change.

He will definitely change.

The people outside seemed to be waiting for him to open the door.

Si Jiu knew, but he didn't have that much strength now.

Fortunately, the most severe pain had passed.

Si Jiu finally had the strength to stand up.

But this strength was only enough for him to get up.

After he stood up and took two steps forward, he still fell to the ground.

He began to worry whether the people outside had already left.

Because there has been no sound since the man knocked the first time.

Now he fell to the ground again.

He had to get up quickly; he couldn't let his wife wait even for a moment longer.

And just at this moment, the knock on the door that gave him renewed energy came again.

Si Jiu gritted his teeth and insisted on getting up from the ground.

His hands rubbed against the ground. Even though they were dirty, he didn't care.

He wants to get up and open the door.

He wants to see his whiteness.

Finally, Si Jiu relied on his strongest willpower to get up and open the door.

But just as he opened the door, he saw Cuizhi standing outside.

Click.

Something broke.