Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities - Chapter 861 - Impossible for Her to be this Nice
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“Sister, I have already eaten this. How could I possibly give Sister my leftovers? So, I think I should just throw this away. Only dogs deserve this kind of thing.”
“Okay, Sister, I’m going. I’ll come back to visit you tomorrow. However…” Her gaze moved, and it was clearly on purpose. “Brother Lui said that he would not come here ever again and told me to take good care of you.”
Xia Yixuan extended her legs and kicked away the high heels on her feet before stepping on Xia Ruoxin’s face. “Sister, you can’t blame me for this. Brother Lui told me to take ‘good’ care of you.”
The word ‘good’ was filled with all sorts of weird tones. It was obvious that her meaning was to find trouble with Xia Ruoxin.
Xia Yixuan hugged the remaining half a chicken and left. However, she came back after a while and used her feet to step on the bun on the floor before laughing heartily as she walked away.
To torture a person was to start from trampling on her dignity.
Bang! The door closed and it was silent once again, including the space that had no light.
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Xia Ruoxin lay down calmly, and there was water all in her stomach. Could the water fill her stomach? No, it could not.
She kept swallowing her saliva from time to time, and there was sourness in his stomach that she could not endure.
Then, she stood up and shakily picked up the bun from the floor. She did not even pat away the dust on it before putting it in her mouth, eating it bite by bite. Big drops of tears kept falling down her beady eyes. Now, the only thing she could do was to cry and let her tears fall because the most she did now was to drink water. If there was a stoppage of water someday, she would really die in this place.
However, she did not want to die. At the very least, she did not want to die so cowardly.
After finishing the bun, she picked up the chicken bones from the floor and bit on it. There was no longer any color and life in her pair of eyes.
…
Xia Yixuan used her fingers to pat the couch behind her and sat down proudly. She was wearing the latest fashion trends and put on the best makeup. She was wearing ten-centimeter high heels, and all her toes were carefully manicured even if it could not be seen.
She raised her head and used her heel to kick Xia Ruoxin’s face.
“Sister, you should wake up now. See how good I am to you? I don’t do anything else every day, but to see you and give you such good food.”
Xia Ruoxin’s face was pricking with pain. She opened her eyes and stared straight at Xia Yixuan’s face. Xia Yixuan treated her like a rag and kept rubbing her new heels on her.
When she was done rubbing and done insulting, she then took her shoes off.
Then, she took out a bag.
“Sister, look what I brought for you.”
Xia Yixuan placed the bag on the floor and stepped on it with her heels before lifting her foot and smiling. “Sister, you should enjoy this. This isn’t cheap, you know.”
She took her bag, and this time, she really did not torture Xia Ruoxin anymore. It was because she felt tired. She had been learning how to take care of patients recently and had been massaging for that old lady every day and helping her change her diaper. She smelled her clothes and was disgusted so she was not in a good mood.
After she left, Xia Ruoxin carefully caressed her face. The pain on her face—compared to her stomach—numbed her. Her stomach kept on grumbling and hurting.
She was hungry, very hungry… starving.
She did not know why it was so difficult to live. She really wanted to live. Perhaps it was because everyone said ‘Xia Ruoxin, why don’t you die?’
However, she wanted to live. She must live; she could not die here. She wanted to get out alive. She had not prepared a burial place for her daughter; she could not allow her to be a homeless ghost.
Bang! She fell down from the couch and hit her head on the floor. In the moment of dizziness, she was really wondering if she would just die off in that way.
It was only when the dizziness went away did she sit up and feel the pain in her left shoulder blade. She did not know what happened to her. She only knew that this was an arm that had just recovered recently, and there was a chance that it had become handicapped.
Her gaze landed on the bag on the floor. Even though the light was not very strong, she could still see forcefully. Besides, she was already used to the darkness in here.
She reached her hand out and carried the bag. She was happy in her heart, but afterward, she was afraid.
She knew that Xia Yixuan could not let her live on properly so there must not be good things in the bag.
She swallowed her saliva and was so hungry until she did not have much strength.
Xia Yixuan would come over once every two days, which meant that she could only live on water for the two-day interval. Counting the last time, she had not eaten food in two days.
Her fingers trembled as she opened the paper box in her hands. Instantly, the fragrance that came out made her salivate unwittingly.
There were all duck necks inside.
She was a bit disappointed. There was not much meat in it and it was not as substantial as a bun or bread. Besides, she never liked this sort of thing.
Just that, her stomach grumbled again.
She took out a piece and took a bite. Suddenly, the spiciness made her cough intensely; and her tears kept dropping.
Cough, cough…
She placed her hands on her neck and kept knocking her head against the couch in pain.
It hurt… it really hurt.
She knew it. She really did.
She laughed… she laughed until her tears kept falling.
Xia Yixuan clearly knew that she could not take spice so she brought these over. It was spicy, scarily spicy. No one knew how much chili was inside, and it was so spicy until it was hard to eat.
However, if she did not eat it, she would starve to death.
How could she survive the next two days without a single bite?
Then, she picked up these spicy things that made her cry and placed them in her mouth. Even if she cried, she still had to eat it… because she wanted to live.
Cough…
Her throat was on fire. It would be better if she drank water.
Yes, drinking water would be better.
She ran towards the kitchen, and one hand was on the wall while the other was on the tap. However, after pressing on it for some time, there was no water. She ran to the toilet, but there was still no water.