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I fell silent. Literally, speaking less means making fewer mistakes, and keeping quiet is not a bad idea. I'll take it as a lesson, a lesson in loving someone too easily. I think I loved him.
I've never seen that brothel madam, Wen Ruyu, but he comes here every day, several times a day, to this dormitory, saying some boring and disgusting things. I look at the lush greenery outside the window and then at myself, and I feel like I'm dying. It's a stark contrast. How much longer do I have to endure this? It started with a slap, and now it's another slap. It's been half a month, and my body is in bad shape.
" Yue'er, I bought Lamb Meat Pancake today when I was out running errands. I remember you really like this, right?" I was feeling just okay, but as soon as I heard his voice, I felt down to the bottom. I trembled all of a sudden, here it comes again. He smiled as if he had found a treasure, but it's just a pancake. Well, it's a Lamb Meat Pancake, and it seems a bit familiar. " Lao Han Pancake?" I muttered, but he heard it. This was the first thing I had said in half a month. He smiled and came over, saying, "I knew you must be craving it. You used to love this pancake shop the most. You would buy one every time we went out. Go ahead, eat it."
I was about to say thank you and decline, but suddenly, I felt a sharp pain. It wasn't in my head, legs, or arms. It was in the pit of my stomach, so painful that I thought my heart was breaking. I hugged my knees, the pain making me want to cry out. He panicked, put down the pancake, and started patting my back, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a beloved porcelain doll. I had been getting better over the past half month, gradually recovering, but today's ordeal seemed to have been in vain.
" Yue'er What's wrong? I'm sorry, did I say something to upset you? Is it my fault? You can hit me if you want, but don't be angry with yourself. It will only make your condition worse," he began his hypocritical performance again. I didn't have the energy to pay attention to him, of course. I just looked out the window... I really am close to death. He stared at me for a long time, as if he had even sniffed.
Oh? So it's worth feeling sad about the death of a concubine, isn't there still a wife? I think he's really funny.
" Yue'er I bought a new makeup that you like, with a collar style. Yu'er also helped me pick it out. Do you want to try it on?" I thought he wouldn't come today after being upset, at least not today. But he came in the afternoon!
I looked at the makeup, then at his eager and cautious expression as if afraid of doing something wrong, which I found quite funny. I accidentally laughed and started coughing. He poured me water and patted my back, very skillfully. If it weren't for the fact that he indirectly scared me with his hand, I might have really thought he was a deeply caring husband. That look, it's as if he's holding some rare treasure.
Since you like to pretend, I'll play along with you. "Am I going to die?" I looked into his eyes and spoke. I could feel that he was a little nervous, as his hand holding mine was sweating. "No, how could that be? Yue'er will definitely get better. Next month, I'll take you and Yu'er out for some fresh air," he smiled and answered me, appearing carefree. "Oh, but I feel like I'm dying soon," I wasn't trying to deceive him. My body was already in a terrible state, so bad that even drinking water was painful. I knew better than anyone that I wouldn't survive.
He pretended not to hear, but his body tensed up, and he quickly settled me before rushing out, saying he had something to take care of.
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