Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 67 That Cannon Fodder in a Male-Oriented Novel 22

Pei Qizhan placed Song Xianyin on the bed. Song Xianyin tried to escape, but the next second she was pinned down by Pei Qizhan.

Pei Qizhan suppressed his anger; even at this point, she still didn't realize how serious the matter was.

He grabbed her hand tightly and kissed her fiercely. The sudden kiss fell like a storm, and Song Xianyin could only helplessly endure it. She could feel a dull ache in the back of her tongue.

He was breathing heavily, but when he saw Song Xianyin's tears, he unconsciously softened his bite on her lip.

Pei Qizhan sighed as he looked at her pitiful appearance.

That's his problem. If he stayed by her side, he would know whether she was joking or really having an episode.

He kissed Song Xianyin's forehead and wiped away her tears: "I'm going to take a shower first."

Otherwise, I'll get her dirty.

After Pei Qizhan finished showering, Song Xianyin was already asleep under the covers.

Pei Qizhan looked at the tear stains on the pillow and felt a pang of guilt, but he wouldn't apologize to her.

If he apologizes, she'll definitely think it's nothing and then make the same joke again next time.

He gently cradled Song Xianyin's head and changed her pillow to a clean one.

Pei Qizhan lay down next to her, holding her in his arms. Looking at her slightly red and swollen eyes, he felt a pang of sadness.

He lowered his head and kissed her eyes. He shouldn't have been so fierce. She was a proud person to begin with, and he must have felt very wronged by how he had treated her.

Hearing Song Xianyin's steady breathing, Pei Qizhan whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry."

After this incident, Song Xianyin became completely dejected, spending her days sitting on the sofa and no longer smiling when watching variety shows.

Pei Qizhan knew she was feeling awkward, so he stayed home every day during this period.

Song Xianyin knew she had made a mistake last time, but she was still a little unhappy.

Just thinking about Pei Qizhan's cold and aloof expression back then... sigh...

Song Xianyin pretended not to see Pei Qizhan, who was constantly moving around the room.

Suddenly, she noticed something Pei Qizhan had taken.

"I'll wash it myself." She immediately ran over.

Pei Qizhan pulled her into his arms and carried her to the sofa. He looked at her awkward face and smiled, "I'll take care of the washing."

Since Song Xianyin moved here, Pei Qizhan has washed all the clothes she wears that need to be hand-washed.

Song Xianyin looked out the window and sighed. If it didn't trigger last time, when will it trigger again?

She worries every day that she might suddenly have a seizure at night, and that she might suddenly lose her head and die.

Pei Qizhan finished washing the clothes and went to cook. Song Xianyin was watching TV when she suddenly felt sleepy.

She lay on the sofa, feeling her eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she gradually felt some difficulty breathing and her heart began to tighten.

"Snapped--"

She held onto the table and struggled to drop the water glass onto the floor.

Upon hearing the noise, Pei Qizhan was so frightened that he rushed over without even putting down the knife in his hand.

Song Xianyin lay on the sofa, half asleep, watching Pei Qizhan run towards her.

Suddenly, she noticed the knife in his hand; it was very sharp and gleaming.

Song Xianyin's face grew paler and paler, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Pei Qizhan finally revealed his true colors. What "locked elephant" and what love? He really wanted to kill her.

Song Xianyin was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. She didn't know if the pain was from a medical episode or from disappointment.

With great effort, she raised her hand, and the moment Pei Qizhan touched her, she slapped him hard across the face.

Before Pei Qizhan kills her, she will put up a final act of resistance.

Pei Qizhan disregarded the slap on his face and quickly stuffed the nitroglycerin pill into Song Xianyin's mouth. After her breathing calmed down a bit, he carried her directly to the hospital.

Song Xianyin felt like she had a very long dream. In the dream, she kept bullying Pei Qizhan, but then the scene would change, and there she was again, with Pei Qizhan holding a knife and slashing at her.

Song Xianyin was immediately startled awake.

She was panting, staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling.

As soon as she smelled that odor, she knew she was going to the hospital again.

She touched her whole body to check for any wounds.

"Are you feeling very uncomfortable right now?" Pei Qizhan's concerned voice came from beside him.

Song Xianyin was silent for a moment, then turned her head to look at him.

Pei Qizhan had a bright red handprint on his face, clearly from a powerful slap.

Song Xianyin guiltily looked away, not daring to meet his eyes.

Pei Qizhan went out to call the doctor again. The doctor examined her and then left.

Pei Qizhan's eyes were slightly bluish. Song Xianyin gently touched his face and asked dryly, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Qizhan looked at her, somewhat flattered; it was the first time she had taken the initiative to care about him.

He took her hand and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Song Xianyin breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that it didn't hurt.

Song Xianyin went home after staying in the hospital for a few days because she simply couldn't stand the atmosphere there.

Every time she was hospitalized, she had a feeling that she was about to die.

Although they had been together for so long, Pei Qizhan had never said anything to Song Xianyin about whether he loved her or not. He didn't dare to say it either, because he was afraid of hearing a hurtful answer.

Song Xianyin was much more direct when expressing her love to Lin Pianyue. Once, Lin Pianyue casually asked Song Xianyin, "Ayin, do you and him do things like that?"

"What do you mean, Mom?" Song Xianyin didn't understand.

Lin Pianyue's tone carried a hint of a smile: "You young people always like to say 'I like you' and 'I love you' and stuff like that. Between the two of you, you're probably the one who takes the initiative more."

This child has been like this since she was little. Every day before she went to school, I would say to her, "I love you, Mom. You have to love me today too."

She doesn't know where she learned it, but she has been good at expressing her love since she was a child.

Song Xianyin said somewhat awkwardly, "Mom, why are you suddenly asking these questions? It's so strange to say this to him."

She got goosebumps just hearing about love and affection.

But after hanging up the phone, Song Xianyin couldn't stop thinking about it.

Pei Qizhan went on a business trip, and there were several more housekeepers and doctors at home. He originally wanted her to go with him, but Song Xianyin refused no matter what.

What's fun about business trips?

Pei Qizhan called her as usual. Song Xianyin nestled in the blankets, listening quietly to Pei Qizhan's words. In fact, he always said the same thing, just things like not to eat cold food and not to get angry.

As Song Xianyin listened, she felt her ears getting hotter and hotter. She responded softly to Pei Qizhan's words, and her heart suddenly started beating faster when she thought about what she was going to say later.

It's all Mom's fault for suddenly saying those things to her.

Pei Qizhan noticed that Song Xianyin's mood was a bit off, so he asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy today?"

Song Xianyin clutched the blanket, her heart filled with turmoil. She whispered, "I..."

"Ok?"

"I miss you." Song Xianyin's voice grew softer and softer, and she quickly covered her head as soon as she finished speaking.

Pei Qizhan on the other end of the phone was stunned. He gripped his phone tightly, his heart skipping a beat at the unexpected words.

Pei Qizhan felt his heart pounding wildly; he could almost hear it himself, and his face began to burn.

Pei Qizhan's eyelashes trembled, and he whispered, "I miss you too."