Chapter 1226: You want to like me, like a little longer 178

Chapter 1226, you want to like me, like a little longer 178
Therefore, Ji Xubai’s words can’t really stimulate him.
"That is, in any case, do you have to be with the child?" Ji Xubai stared at him and asked quietly.
Wen Jian’s eyes are as firm as ever:
Yes.

"You are very good. You have taught you those sages in these years." Ji Xubai said, and he left in a very cold manner.
Ji Xubai also waited until the second day to discover that the yard was banned, and sent the guards around the courtyard, and did not intend to let him go out.
When he sneaked to give him food on the second day of the hour, he said that Wen Jian knew that he was being banned. He said that he would continue to pray for him, but Wen Jian knew that it was true. I was angry, otherwise I would not ban him for nothing.
Wen Jian slammed the hour, so that the little girl could not tell the young child to let the young child worry about him. When he looked at his brother's appearance, he nodded distressedly and said that he knew it.
But no one expected that Wen Jian would make such a hunger strike.
On the third day of imprisonment, Wen Jian was still dripping, and no matter what kind of meal the people gave underneath, Wen Jian was not even eating.
This matter was quickly known to Wen Zhi, and Wen Zhizhi went where he could see it. He immediately ran to the courtyard of Wen Jian, and regardless of whether Wen Jian was imprisoned or not, he ordered the door to open.
The guards who kept the door hesitated for a moment, but after all, they still dared not to provoke Wen Zhizhi, but they had to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Wen Zhi felt the dead air filled in the air, and Wen Jian was still half-sleeping on the bed, which seemed to be much more beautiful than the day that came back, especially His face was pale, and even his lips were pale and chapped.
Wen Zhizhi suddenly distressed eyes are red, sitting on the edge of the bed to help him sit up, but also angry and distressed: "How can you do this small Jane..."
Wen Jane slowly opened his eyelids, half squinting, and glanced at him with a sly look, licking his thin lips and not speaking.
Wen Zhi did not say anything on this bone. He went straight to the meal he had made himself and put it on the bedside case. He wanted to make Wen Jian more or less, but Wen Jian Just shook his head gently, and when he spoke, the voice was hoarse and powerless. "Mother... I don't eat..."
"How can you not eat? You have not eaten for two days, Wen Jian, do you want to starve yourself?"
Wen Jian is still stubborn, but he is crying and muttering, "Unless... let me see... Qing..."
Wen Zhi was so red-eyed that he looked at the gentleness of this stubbornness. The tears suddenly fell and he choked: "Why are you... must you use such an extreme method?"
Can be gentle and tearing the lips, obviously still suppressed in painful breathing, but whispered: "Wen Jian Sorry ... Nianga, just, if not both, this life, to the mother, it is ......"
Wen Zhizhi did not expect that Wen Jian even said that even if she broke the words, she cried: "Have you learned these things since childhood? You are so big, you just repay this way." Ours? Life is in your gentleness, it is just a threat to the mother's chip? Wen Jian, do you know what you are doing?"
(End of this chapter)