Forced to become his stand-in wife

The underground is too dark, how scared should his baby be alone?

He was still so small, he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't see with his eyes. He died in his belly before he tasted the warmth of the world.

Looking at the white sky outside, Ling Qiu felt anger and sadness in his heart, but it was not strong. He felt that all the functions of his whole body were beginning to fail, especially his heart, and it was difficult to even breathe out.

The window sill was very high, Ling Qiu moved the chair and stood up, the surroundings were very quiet at the moment, and there was no one downstairs, and it was very quiet when he fell down, no one knew...

When Qin Muyang bought wontons and went back to the ward, he was shocked to see Ling Qiu standing on the chair in front of the window with the window wide open.

His left foot had already stepped on the window sill, and his right foot was hanging in the air, as if he was about to jump out at any moment. Qin Muyang's heart rose to his throat, nervous and afraid of scaring him, he called softly: " Autumn"

He was short of breath, so he went out for a while, why did Ling Qiu wake up, still standing by the window.

What is he doing standing so high?Hair?

And what's the matter with the nurse, why didn't he take a good look at him.

Countless thoughts and ideas popped out of his mind, Qin Muyang's breathing was stagnant, and his heart seemed to be tightly pinched by a hand.

"Come down quickly, Qiuqiu, look, I bought you your favorite little wonton."

Ling Qiu looked at Qin Muyang with confused eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled slightly: "Don't come here."

The usual gentle voice was now unbearably hoarse.

The breeze blew Ling Qiu's clothes, and he sat on the window sill like that, with his body on his back, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Qin Muyang clenched his teeth, not daring to move again: "Okay, I won't go over, Qiuqiu, sit still, don't move, you know?"

This is the height of nearly 15 meters on the fifth floor, Ling Qiu will definitely die if he falls.

Ling Qiu looked up at Qin Muyang, opened his mouth, his eyes were red before he could say anything, he raised the corners of his lips, suppressed his trembling voice, and said word by word: "Qin Muyang, don't you like Push me from heaven to hell, and see my shattered body? Then I will fulfill you."

Qin Muyang's pupils shrank, and he suddenly remembered what Shao Zixin said yesterday.

__What I'm afraid of is that before you spoil him, he's gone, to a place where you can never find him again.

Ling Qiu looked at him with despairing eyes, and leaned back

"Ling Qiu!" Qin Muyang threw his right hand down and grabbed him fiercely.

Ling Qiu's body was suspended in mid-air, precariously, as if it would fall if the wind blows.

Qin Muyang tightly grabbed his slender wrist, trembling all over, his face turned pale.

"Ling Qiu, hold on to me and don't let go!"

Ling Qiu opened his mouth and coughed twice, his abdomen contracted, the blood flowed out from his loose body like a flood, the clothes on the abdomen were already stained red.

His condition was very bad, his pupils were dilated, his eyes could not be gathered, and he stared blankly at Qin Muyang who was lying on the window sill with a painful expression.

"Qin Muyang, I tried my best. Now that I let you go, you also let me go, okay?"

Try my best, just three words, but it is so painful.

Qin Muyang understood Shao Zixin's words in an instant, Ling Qiu would hide in a place where he would never find him again, and that place was hell one by one.

Do your best, try your best to live on, try your best to love but fail.

Qin Muyang firmly grasped that slender wrist, looking at Ling Qiu's face vaguely.

There were a few drops of water on his pale face, Qin Muyang thought that Ling Qiu was crying, but the corners of Ling Qiu's eyes were dry.

It wasn't until a gust of wind blew on his face that Qin Muyang felt cold, and then realized that it was he who cried himself.

Ling Qiu raised his right hand to break free, he really wanted to fall to his death here.

Someone downstairs has already spotted it, pointing and looking this way.

Qin Muyang clenched his teeth, blood was drawn from his right hand yesterday, and the place where the needle was pricked rubbed against the window sill, and the pain became more and more painful. In addition to Ling Qiu's body shaking, his arm was getting weaker and weaker.

Ling Qiu wanted to die, but he didn't want to.

"Ling Qiu, if you want to die, I'll beat that child to ashes, and let him die without peace!"

Ling Qiu froze, staring at him in a trance, unable to speak for a while, the chest cavity, the roots of the teeth, and the surface of the tongue had the most bitter taste, like crushed and chewed Coptis chinensis and applied it to the root of the tongue, it was so bitter Disgusting.

Qin Muyang saw that his expression was already moved, so he went on to say: "There is also that dog at home. If you die, I will skin him and chop it into a puddle of meat and bury it with you! Aren't you Do you like that dog? Let it stay with you all the time."

"I will not let Su Jiangbai go. I let him go bankrupt and live on the street. How about sending him to a nightclub for a person with strong self-esteem like him? He looks good and should be able to sell for a lot of money."

Qin Muyang's cold voice was like a demon crawling out of hell.

Ling Qiu looked at him in a daze, he didn't know him at all.

"It's not that you don't have a heart, you don't have a heart at all." After speaking, Ling Qiu raised his right hand and began to break Qin Muyang's fingers one by one.

There was a resolute and miserable smile on his face, already in a half-dead state.

Qin Muyang's complexion changed drastically, he clamped the force in his hands tightly, and he couldn't get angry, he had a faint feeling in his heart that something had escaped his control.

Ling Qiu had been struggling in mid-air, Qin Muyang stretched out his left hand to grab Ling Qiu's right hand, pulled his body upwards forcefully, and there was a sudden "click—" sound from his ear.

Then Ling Qiu opened his mouth and let out a scream, those two slender arms were directly dislocated by Qin Muyang.

A rusty smell came from his throat, Ling Qiu's hands were numb with pain, he could no longer move, he gave up in despair, Qin Muyang still pulled him up and threw him on the ground fiercely.

Qin Muyang turned his head with a gloomy expression, and found several people standing at the door of the ward. His eyes turned cold, and he roared in a low voice, "Get out!"

The male doctor standing in front wanted to come in to persuade him, but he was yelled out as soon as he stepped out of his legs.

The heartbeat is so tense that it speeds up, the deterrent power of this young man is really terrifying.

The little nurse and the male doctor left in a crowd.

As soon as the outsider left, the room suddenly fell into silence. Qin Muyang saw Ling Qiu curled up on the ground in pain, his heart got angry, and he said in a buzzing voice: "Two hands must be broken."

Seeing that Ling Qiu didn't speak, Qin Muyang shifted his gaze to his two slender hands. As expected, such hands would break if he pulled them, but who told him not to listen to his own words.

If he didn't struggle well, his hand wouldn't be broken.

I'm fine now, my body is full of injuries.

He didn't want Ling Qiu to die, at least he didn't want to see him jump to his death before his eyes. He was a member of his Qin family, and if he wanted to die, he would die in the Qin family, at his hands.

He bent down and hugged Ling Qiu who was so weak that he was almost "paralyzed", and then kissed his bloodless lips.

"Sitting on the bed, I'll feed you wontons, it shouldn't be cold yet."

Qin Muyang acted as if nothing had happened.While hugging Ling Qiu, he picked up the wontons that had spilled soup on the ground.

The sweat and tears on Ling Qiu's face were mixed together, soaking the clothes on Qin Muyang's chest.

Qin Muyang thought that Ling Qiu was crying because of the pain, after all, when he beat him before, he just cried like a mute like this.

After putting the person back on the bed, Qin Muyang took a wonton and spooned one into Ling Qiu's mouth.

"Eat it, it's still hot."

The wontons that have been left for too long, the skin has rotted, and only the middle piece of meat is left, but the taste is still fragrant.

Ling Qiu tightened his bloodless lips, and did not open his mouth or speak.

Qin Muyang frowned, stretched out a hand to open his mouth, and forced him to eat, Ling Qiu's wound was bleeding, and when he opened his mouth to groan, Qin Muyang stuffed a mouthful of wonton.

The wontons had cooled down, and they were warm in his mouth after eating them. The fishy smell of minced meat made him want to vomit.

Seeing him eat it, Qin Muyang tugged the corner of his lips in satisfaction, but before he could "praise" Ling Qiu, he opened his mouth and spat it out.

The wonton wrapper filling is tinged with pale yellow stomach acid and blood.

Qin Muyang took a deep breath, put the bowl aside, and went to ring the call bell.

"What's wrong? Is it an upset stomach and can't eat?"

Ling Qiu's heart hurts badly, compared to other injuries on his body, it's not worth mentioning at all.

He wanted to grab the layer of clothes around his heart tightly, but his hands were dislocated and he didn't even have the strength to lift them up.

At this moment, Ling Qiu realized what life is better than death.

He hated Qin Muyang, hated that he took away the treasure he regarded as his life so easily, and he also hated himself, hating himself, his heart would still hurt for Qin Muyang.

Why does it hurt?Do you think he is not cruel enough, or do you blame yourself for not being stupid enough?

Qin Muyang pulled him up hypocritically, and hugged him on the bed to coax him to eat wontons, which made him feel sick.

He began to hate the man he had loved for more than ten years, not only hated, but also hated.

Like Qin Muyang, what has he gained all these years?He gave everything, dignity, children, and half of his life, but what did Qin Muyang give him?He wouldn't even let himself go.

He was thinking, why did Qin Muyang pull him up, because he was comfortable serving him?Or how many more times can he fuck this disastrous body?Qin Muyang wanted to clamp Ling Qiu's chin again to feed him, but he would immediately spit it out after feeding it into his mouth.

Qin Muyang knew there was nothing he could do, Ling Qiu couldn't eat anything and had to be given nutritional injections, otherwise he would die.

Seeing that the doctor and nurse hadn't arrived, Qin Muyang rushed out the door and grabbed the doctor, and pushed him viciously towards the bed: "Give him an infusion."

There was a sour smell in the room, and a trace of blood could be smelled when he approached. The doctor tremblingly lifted Ling Qiu's blood-soaked clothes.

The wound had already opened, and it needed to be stitched again. The doctor glanced at Qin Muyang, who had a gloomy face.He swallowed the reminder when it came to his mouth, and it was useless to tell him the precautions, so why waste saliva.