Reborn, the yandere CEO cries and begs the baby to love him

After coming out of it, Mo Jingchun took him back home and forced him onto the bed.

"You must go to bed today, wake up and eat! No matter what happens in Shang Sinian, you have to live, you can't really die!"

After he turned around and went out, Shang Sinian stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't sleep, but that he doesn't feel sleepy at all. I don't know why. It's like he drank a lot of coffee.

The whole person is very energetic. If you close your eyes, white ink will appear in front of you.

He would feel like he couldn't breathe, so he didn't want to sleep or feel sleepy.

The guest room is still good. At least there is no smell of Bai Moqing here. At least here, his discomfort will not be magnified.

Shang Sinian tucked himself into the quilt, opened his phone, and looked at the chat history on it. Finally he couldn't hold it back and sent another message,

The difference is that he didn't send any more voice messages.

(Wife, you need to eat well and rest well.)

I just saw that Bai Moqing was not in a very good condition and looked very sad.

Shang Sinian felt that his heart was broken into pieces in an instant.

The person he was caring for so carefully was eventually harmed like this by him. How could he have the nerve to ask for forgiveness?

Actually, I didn’t really want to cry, but the tears just flowed uncontrollably.

He huddled under the quilt, hugging a pillow. His whole body was curled up and his whole body was tense.

He couldn't relax no matter how long it took. He didn't know how long it had passed, but it seemed that he couldn't feel his own existence anymore.

The moment the door was opened and the quilt was lifted, Shang Sinian subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

The strong light stings my eyes. Although it hurts, they are extremely dry, as if there are no more tears.

"Get up, you go to sleep..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Jingchun pulled his hand away. Seeing his extremely red and swollen eyes, he understood instantly, "You haven't slept, you have been lying down, but Not sleeping?"

He pulled the person up, and he was not very nervous all the time, but he suddenly became nervous.

"This won't work. If you don't sleep, your mood will break down sooner or later. Shang Sinian, don't blame me. I have to ask Lu Jiang to come over and give you an injection."

"Need not."

When he opened his mouth, his voice was dry and hoarse, as if he had just walked out of the desert.

Shang Sinian stood up directly and walked downstairs without even putting on his shoes.

Mo Jingchun followed him, not knowing what this man was going to do until he saw him stop at the door of the study.

"Do you... want to work? What time is it? It's midnight, you don't have to work,

Shang Si Nian, please eat something. You will never come back if you put yourself through such a long time. "

Shang Sinian turned around mechanically, glanced down at his chest, reached out and touched it, but it seemed that he could no longer feel his heartbeat.

It seems empty here, like there is nothing.

He entered the study without saying a word and didn't answer a word.

Mo Jingchun suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He went to the guest room to get Han Chuan up.

"Are you still sleeping? Your CEO is going crazy, and you are still sleeping!"

Han Chuan was startled by these words and didn't bother to retort.

Didn't you say that we should take turns sleeping? You were picked up just after you slept for a while?

"What's wrong, what's wrong with Mr. Shang?"

Mo Jingchun leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette for himself, frowned and thought seriously.

"I don't know. Anyway, something is not right. He is lifeless. That feeling is becoming more and more obvious.

You say, how about we go and kidnap your wife back? "

The more he talks about it, the more unreliable it becomes. Han Chuan doesn't expect him to really do anything, but if Mo Jingchun can take turns watching Shang Sinian with him, it means he has paid a lot.

He stood up, stretched his waist, and after asking about the situation, called Mu Yilin.

"The situation is indeed not right. Go and look at the box of pills in his pocket. How many pills are left?"

Upon hearing this, Han Chuan was stunned for a moment. He rushed to the cloakroom and took out Shang Sinian's coat.

"Three, one is missing."

Mu Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, his tone was a little worried,

"It's better to stop taking the medicine. If there is an accident, just inject a sedative. Didn't I leave one for you before?

If not, I'll go take a look. "

"Just wait until daybreak. I'll keep an eye on it."

After putting down the phone, Han Chuan went out directly. Since Shang Sinian was in the study, he usually wouldn't disturb him, but Mu Yilin's words were a bit scary.

He stood at the door and hesitated, not sure whether to open the door or not.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingchun came directly over and opened the door without even knocking.

"Shang...I'll go! What are you doing!"

Mo Jingchun was stunned. Shang Sinian was sitting on the sofa, holding a dagger in his hand. The tip of the knife was facing his chest, and it had already penetrated half an inch.

Shang Sinian looked down and saw that he was bleeding. As if he had just realized what he was doing, he quickly stopped and covered the wound.

Mo Jingchun rushed over, took the dagger from his hand and handed it to Han Chuan, pointed at him and cursed angrily,

"You're fucking crazy, Shang Sinian! What are you doing? This is fucking suicide!"

"I didn't!" Shang Sinian shook his head, his face turned pale with fright.

"I really didn't, and I don't know what happened to me just now."

He just felt empty in his heart, as if something was missing inside, as if his heart no longer existed.

I just wanted to take a look and see what was going on here.

When he reacted, Mo Jingchun had already appeared at the door.

Everyone was frightened by his appearance, even Shang Sinian himself was frightened.

Mo Jingchun tore off his clothes. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. He just put a piece of gauze on it and the bleeding stopped.

But once this behavior occurs once, it is probably...

"Otherwise, I'll go find someone for you. If you get really sick if you continue like this, Bai Moqing will regret it when she comes back."

"She's not coming back."

Shang Sinian leaned on the sofa, grabbed a pillow on the side and put it in front of him, as if he was not holding anything.

He would feel that the surroundings were empty, he would feel very cold, and his body would gradually lose its temperature.

"Then, just call Mu Yilin over. In a situation like yours, you must receive treatment."

Mo Jingchun didn't know how to say those euphemistic words. In short, he had already decided from the beginning that Shang Sinian could not leave his sight again.

"No treatment, I'm not sick."

The words were still answered, but the mood was worse than before. Mo Jingchun really couldn't help it.

A person like him who never knows how to deal with emotional problems can only resort to damaging tactics.

"I can ask your wife to come back on her own initiative, will you cooperate?"