Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Shen Rao turned his face away, not looking at her, veins bulging in his jaw, and asked back in a cold voice.

"Why should I go back with you? To be your mistress?"

"Or... do you want to see me commit suicide again?"

He spoke without restraint and at the same time gave a cold smile.

Qi Yan's fingers trembled and she pursed her lips.

The two of them were in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, and Qi Yan directly pulled him up and walked towards the Maybach that had just stopped.

Shen Rao did not resist. When he was not confronted, he was like a lifeless rag doll, exquisite but decadent.

Chen Huai came over after receiving Qi Yan's message. Seeing that the two were soaked like drowned rats, he hurriedly handed over the bath towels he had brought.

Qi Yan took over and wiped Shen Rao's hair. He lowered his eyes without saying a word, and let her do whatever she wanted along the way. He seemed to have become much more obedient.

But Qi Yan always felt something was strange.

It wasn't until she returned to the villa and went back to the master bedroom with her change of clothes that she realized something was wrong.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the empty room were wide open, and the cold wind mixed with the rain poured in, making people shiver.

Shen Rao's long legs had already stepped halfway out, and on the ground were broken medicine bottles and colorful pills scattered around.

He didn't look back when he heard the sound. Instead, he quickened his movements and fell down with his eyes closed.

Only his wrist was restrained and he was pulled back from the brink of death again.

Qi Yan clenched his back teeth and pressed him to the ground. After his chest heaved violently a few times, he pinched his thin chin.

"I've only been out for two minutes. Am I going to have to keep you tied to me from now on?"

Shen Rao felt the strength in her hand, turned his face away and said nothing.

No matter what Qi Yan said, he just had that empty look in his eyes, neither responding nor looking at her.

While Qi Yan was picking up clothes, he rushed to the window again, completely angering her.

Qi Yan picked up the tie that fell on the ground, wrapped it around his hands, and tied him to the bed frame with a cold face.

This time Shen Rao did not cooperate and he struggled desperately.

There were glaring red marks on Leng Bai's wrist, and his eyes were also stained scarlet.

Qi Yan’s method of tying was very professional and it was impossible to break free.

His voice was hoarse and torn.

"Let me go, Qi Yan, let me go, you can't do this to me..."

Qi Yan held his restless hands and endured the pain.

"Just bear with it for a moment and calm down, okay?"

"Qi Yan, let go, let go..."

It seemed like Shen Rao couldn't hear anything else and could only pull repeatedly, trying to break free.

But Qi Yan did not soften her heart. She got up and locked the window.

He went out for more than ten minutes and came back with a bag.

At this time, Shen Rao's wrists had been rubbed by the tie due to the violent struggle, and the skin was very prominent and glaring on his wrists.

Qi Yan put the bag on the bed, held him, and untied his tie. At this time, tears were already in the corners of Shen Rao's eyes.

Just as he caught his breath and stopped trembling, Qi Yan took out an exquisite chain made of velvet that could relieve friction from the bag with his other hand.

"..."

Shen Rao's pupils trembled, and he wanted to get up, but she grabbed his ankle.

All I heard was the cold devil's gentle coaxing.

"Be good, we'll only wear it for a while and we'll take it off soon."

"...Woo, Qi Yan, let me go..."

Shen Rao was pressed on the bed and choked, and Qi Yan tied his ankles with chains.

The chain can only move to the bed and the bathroom, and cannot touch the floor-to-ceiling window.

After giving the medicine to Shen Rao.

She took away all the usable dangerous items in the house, but did not take Shen Rao's cell phone. He didn't need it, so he just sat stiffly on the bed, curled up with his knees hugged.

Until nightfall, he didn't move at all.

Qi Yan brought in dinner, and seeing his half-dead and fragile appearance, she twisted her fingertips and silently placed the food in front of him.

"Eat something first, then take the medicine. Can you take it by yourself?"

Shen Rao buried his head in his knees and refused to communicate.

Qi Yan sighed.

It seems that I can’t eat it by myself.

She picked up the spoon and said, "If you can't eat, I'll feed you. Open your mouth."

"..."

What responded to her was the silent Shen Rao and the dead silence.

Qi Yan kept passing the porridge like this for half an hour without moving. Finally, the confrontation ended when Shen Rao looked up.

He tilted his head and spoke in a low voice.

"I will not eat."

"Not eating is bad for your health. Your stomach can't handle it."

Qi Yan reminded.

These words made Shen Rao's face turn cold and he sneered.

"You are so concerned about Xiao San's health? Why don't you care about your fiancé? Is it because he is not your mission target?"

This was the longest sentence Shen Rao had spoken since he came back.

Qi Yan tightened his grip on the spoon and then put on a friendly smile again.

"Would you like to eat first?"

"Let me go, go lock up your fiancé, why do you care about my life or death?!"

"…Are you going to eat or not?"

Qi Yan took back the spoon and asked in a calm voice.

"I won't eat it, go feed your fiancé."

Shen Rao sneered.

"..."

Qi Yan smiled and picked up the bowl of porridge to test the temperature.

After half an hour, it was just right.

Confirmed.

She pinched Shen Rao's chin and forced him to drink the porridge. After he finished drinking it, she considerately wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

"Next time, if you don't want to eat, I will feed you like this again."

A naked threat.

Shen Rao was choking and coughing, his face and neck turned red.

The resentful black eyes stared at her, but after a few seconds they narrowed and he shrank there, motionless and silent.

Nearly half a month passed like this.

Shen Rao didn't say another word to Qi Yan.

He didn't eat or move, so she had to force-feed him every time and pull him to stretch his muscles.

Except for taking a bath and going to the toilet, Qi Yan had to do almost everything.

I saw other caregivers going crazy and smashing things, and maybe even hurting people.

He was only calm when Qi Yan was around, but he was like a breathing dead person.

Qi Yan had asked someone to check on his condition, but Shen Rao refused all treatment and refused to take any medicine. If he swallowed anything, he would induce vomiting, and all the vomit would be flushed down the toilet.

The shadows of childhood are unlocked, and the current blows are added.

He really doesn't want to live anymore.

This was the last thing Gu Yan told Qi Yan.

She returned to the villa, lost in thought. Just as she put her things down, she heard a loud bang, which instantly brought her back to her senses.

She ran upstairs quickly, and the scene in front of her made her heart stop.

Under the bright moonlight, the handsome man stepped on the broken glass, picked up a relatively intact piece on the ground and was about to cut his wrist with it.

The sharp fragments quickly cut his fingers, leaving a glaring red sound, ticking, ticking...

Qi Yan suddenly grabbed his hand, speaking with a trembling voice.

"Shen Rao, let go."

Shen Rao didn't listen to her. He held the glass even tighter. Soon the edge of the glass was stained with blood. He seemed not to feel the pain and gave Qi Yan a pale smile.

"Qi Yan, I'm so tired."

"You don't want to lie to me or coax me, and you don't want me to die. I'm really at my limit. Can you have pity on me?"

"Let go of my hand, go out, close the door, and don't look at it, okay? Just pretend you know nothing."

"It's actually quite dirty and ugly. I don't want you to see it."

He spoke slowly, very gently and affectionately.