Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

The dim light from outside the window shone through the curtains onto Lu Qichen's handsome face, casting a beautiful shadow on his profile.

His head was slightly lowered, and his originally clear eyes were filled with a dim light.

Lu Qichen looked at the watch on his hand. It was already 6 o'clock. He got up from the chair, walked to the bathroom and started washing.

The handsome face of the boy in the mirror was the same as always, but not sleeping for a night made him look a little more haggard, which made him look a little more mature.

After washing up, he went to the kitchen.

He took out the ingredients he had prepared long ago and washed them carefully, then put the rice into the pot. After the water boiled, he added the washed shrimps and vegetables. After about 10 minutes, the tempting aroma spread from the kitchen.

After cooking for a while, the cell phone placed in the living room rang. After hearing the voice, Lu Qichen walked out of the kitchen.

"Hello?" Lu Qichen picked up the phone.

I don’t know what the person on the other end said, I just heard Lu Qichen say, "Okay, put the things at the door." Then he hung up the phone.

After the people at the door had left, Lu Qichen walked to the door and opened it. A bouquet of beautifully decorated, gorgeous roses was placed aside.

Lu Qichen picked up the flower and when he looked down at the rose, a faint smile appeared on his face.

He tiptoed up the stairs step by step, quietly turned the doorknob, and placed the roses on the table beside the bed. The room suddenly had a warmer atmosphere.

After putting the roses away, he returned to the kitchen and took out the milk from the refrigerator to heat it up while the porridge was still cooking.

After two hours of cooking, the porridge was finally ready. He took out a light blue bowl with heat preservation function from the cupboard and poured the porridge into the bowl little by little.

He first took the porridge to the room next to him. On the screen, Xu Meir still looked asleep. He pursed his lips and finally decided to take the porridge to find her.

After opening the door, he walked over to her with the bowl and the cup of milk and placed them on the bedside table.

He called her softly: "Mei'er, eat first and then go to sleep, okay?"

His voice was very soft, but a little hoarse from a good night's rest the night before.

After hearing the voice, Xu Meir opened her eyes dazedly. She looked at him sleepily, with some mist in her eyes and a hint of ignorance, which made her look really cute.

[Darkness value -5, current darkness value is 88]

Lu Qichen's expression became even gentler: "I heard that you like to eat shrimp? I specially made shrimp porridge for you, do you want to try some?"

After seeing clearly that the person in front of her was Lu Qichen, Xu Meir's expression suddenly turned cold, and the smile on Lu Qichen's face gradually froze.

"Eat something. You didn't eat yesterday. It's not good for your health to go hungry." Lu Qichen's tone was a little stiff, and he picked up the bowl beside him.

Xu Meir glanced at him and said in a flat voice: "Go away."

Lu Qichen's hand holding the bowl suddenly clenched: "Mei'er, don't be like this."

Xu Meir looked at him with a half-smile: "What's wrong with me? This makes you unhappy, right?"

He took a deep breath and his breathing became calmer: "No, I'm not angry."

"Even if you hate me, don't hurt yourself." He moved the bowl closer to her, almost persistently.

Xu Meir turned her head away, as if she didn't want to even look at him.

"you……"

Lu Qichen seemed to want to persuade him again, but Xu Meir interrupted him directly with a cold voice: "Get lost, I won't want to eat anything after seeing your face."

Lu Qichen's clenched hands trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes instantly turned red. He stared at her, and anger, pain, and grievance suddenly surged into his heart.

Do you hate him so much? Don't you even want to look at him?

His thin lips opened and closed several times, and finally he lowered his head slightly to hide the pain in his eyes. He put the bowl on the table with a very light "pop" sound.

"Then, then, will you eat well after I leave?"

Xu Meir nodded indifferently.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Remember to eat breakfast."

He originally wanted to say something, but the choking sound that he couldn't hide completely exposed his emotions. He couldn't say anything. He left the room, closed the door, and his white sleeves quickly passed through the air.

Although it is autumn now, the weather is still hot. While Xu Meir is only wearing a short skirt, Lu Qichen is wearing a dark long-sleeved shirt and pants.

After Lu Qichen left, Xu Meir took advantage of her weak body to change into the skirt placed next to the pillow. Then, she walked in small steps to the bathroom and washed herself slowly.

After washing up, she looked at the breakfast on the table and ate it in small bites.

[Sister Meier! You actually ate breakfast? ] 736 was a little shocked.

Mei'er held the porcelain white spoon and asked back, "Why shouldn't I eat?"

[Eh? But didn't you not eat last night? I thought you were going to use this method to increase your blackness value, Mei'er.]

Xu Meir shook her head: "No, my body is my own. I won't use this method to achieve my goal."

She paused briefly and said, "As for last night, just think of it as me suddenly finding myself imprisoned and not being able to react."

In fact, she felt humiliated last night, so she resisted with all her might, including resisting everything he gave her.

But after she woke up at 6 o'clock today, she had figured it out. After all, this body currently belonged to her, and she was the one who felt the pain, so there was no need for her to be hard on herself.

When Lu Qichen brought her breakfast today, she decided to eat it. However, even if she felt she had to eat it, she would never compromise with Lu Qichen. She still didn't want him to have an easy life.

Lu Qichen returned to his room. After seeing that she was really eating breakfast on the screen, he finally relaxed a little. However, when he thought of her attitude towards him, his heart sank.

He sat on the chair with his back slightly bent. He was the only one in the huge room and it was eerily quiet around him.

He unconsciously looked at the breakfast he had left for himself in front of him. The scene he had imagined of the two of them eating breakfast together would never happen.

He thought of the bouquet of roses placed beside her bed, which she had never even looked at, and his heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife.