In the following days, beimengxi continued her hunger strike, lying in bed staring blankly at the ceiling and never said a word again. It seemed that she was really determined to give up herself in this way.

The mask refused to let beimengxi abandon herself and tried all kinds of methods to save her and maintain her life.

One to two, both sides fell into a stage of fatigue.

As always, the mask came into the room with food. He put the tray in his hand on the next chair, picked up a spoonful of bird's nest porridge, handed it to beimengxi's mouth and said, "eat."

Beimengxi remained unchanged and did not move. At this time, she looked like a living dead man, her eyes were dim, and nothing could stir up the waves in her heart.

The mask put down the hot bird's nest porridge in her hand and looked at beimengxi who was determined to die. She understood in her heart that she had been hit hard and did not receive appropriate knowledge and treatment in time, so that her body and mind reached the edge of collapse and lost the hope and motivation to live.

Even though Hua Tuo was still alive, he could do nothing about beimengxi's symptoms.

However, as a doctor, how can he watch the patient die in front of him? He knows that this method of forcing beimengxi to take drugs will not last long. The reason for doing so is to investigate something, a news that can turn the situation around and help beimengxi.

"Girl, you can't be so selfish. You are heartbroken. You can choose this way to end your life, but have you ever thought about the feelings of your relatives?" the voice of the mask is very light and nice, like the yellow warbler on the branch, giving people a kind of comfortable and warm power.

Beimengxi's hand moved slightly and obviously listened to the words of the mask.

However, he remained silent and never looked at the mask from beginning to end.

Seeing that this method didn't work, the mask then said, "I can see that you love him very much, and he must love you very much, but he didn't appear when you need him most. I can understand this feeling. Have you ever thought that maybe he didn't come to you because he had to suffer?"

Beimengxi turned and faced his head with the mask, just staring at him.

The mask had expected that beimengxi would have such a reaction. Her current symptoms are melancholy. The only antidote is the sweetheart she cares about. Otherwise, she will die depressed.

"As a doctor, you should know how to apply the right medicine to the case, so I helped you inquire about his whereabouts." the mask carefully observed the expression on beimengxi's face.

Beimengxi suddenly grabbed the mask's hand and hated it with great strength. Her nails were deeply trapped in his flesh. The mask looked at her with a smile as if nothing had happened, and understood the expectation in her eyes and the anxiety in her heart.

"Wan Sihan was missing three months ago and disappeared in the whole Jianghu." the answer was mixed for the mask. He hesitated for a long time before deciding to tell her.

He was not sure what the news brought to beimengxi was hope? Or another sharp blade to speed up her death. After all, no one can understand her current state of mind. He is still slowly groping.

"The whereabouts are unknown." Bei Mengxi murmured, his voice trembling and some unbelievable.

She took back her little hand and was in great confusion. She thought, did he receive the letter Yan Xiaoxi wrote to Wan Sihan?

Did he know her situation, whether he knew she was waiting for him, whether he knew that their children were gone?

"He may not know anything." the mask said the doubt in beimengxi's heart.

"So. He didn't abandon me, did he?" beimengxi asked excitedly.

"Strictly speaking, it's like this." the mask feels that beimengxi urgently needs a supporting power. Whether Wan Sihan is dead or alive, whether he knows it or not is not important. The most important thing is to give her an excuse to deceive herself and others, so that she can gradually heal her inner wounds,

He believed that she would be cured over time.

"He disappeared for three months, will he?" the rest of the words, beimengxi did not dare to go on, unwilling to face the second cruel truth.

Before she recovered from the loss of her child, she heard another heavy blow, which no one could calmly face.

"Live to see people, die to see corpses, so the girl gives up herself. Once he comes to you, he doesn't know what happened. He will feel guilty all his life. Do you have the heart to watch the people you love suffer for you day and night?" the mask takes advantage of the victory to persuade him.

"But I'm afraid." she couldn't bear the pain of struggling any more.

"Don't worry, there is me." the mask took beimengxi's hand and wanted to give her strength.

Beimengxi's hot and warm eyes on the mask. His eyes seem to have a bottomless hole, which can deeply attract people. He can't extricate himself. People have no basis to believe what he said.

She nodded sharply and said firmly, "I'm going to find him."

At that time, Wan Sihan looked nervous when he left. It must be that something important had happened.

No matter what the result is, she needs to ask it face to face.

"OK, but you need to rest now." the mask agreed to beimengxi's request.

"Well," said Bei Mengxi, closing her eyes and sleeping.

The mask considerate pulled down the quilt on beimengxi, breathed a sigh of relief and retreated safely.

Beimengxi lay in bed tossing and turning, closed her eyes and was haunted by nightmares. She slept sweating and talked in her sleep. Her state seemed to return to the previous state. She slept uneasily. She gasped and woke up from her dream. She sat on the bed and looked at the seat beside the bed. There was no one around.

Tears fell on the quilt one by one like a broken pearl necklace.

She bent her knees together and shrunk herself into a ball. She sat on the bed dejected. Her mind was full of Wan Sihan's figure. She really missed him.

The mask lives in the room next to beimengxi. When she hears a sound, she rushes in without saying a word. When she lights up the light, she sees ChuChu poor. At a loss, she droops her head and wraps herself tightly.

"Girl." the mask walked over painfully.

"I'm so cold," said Bei Mengxi, who didn't feel like pulling the clothes on the mask.

The mask had a silver mask on her face and could not see the expression on her face. Those cunning eyes looked around beimengxi. Her condition seemed to have deteriorated.

"Good, let go." the mask wanted to take away the quilt on beimengxi. Beimengxi refused, hugged it and said nothing.

"No." beimengxi looked at the mask firmly.

Seeing this, he took off his mask and shoes for fear of going to bed. He approached beimengxi carefully. When she didn't pay attention, he hugged her tightly with his arms and asked, "is it still cold?"