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                                第925章
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈在床边坐下,看着叶灵的脸,他知道她没有睡着,他没敢坐得太近,怕把感冒传染给她。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “刘妈说你胃口不好,你想吃什么,我去给你做。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵不说话。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈低低地叹了一声,“你可以跟我赌气,但是不要和自己的身体过不去,熬坏了受罪的人是你。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵翻身侧躺,拿背对着他。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “叶灵,你想用绝食来逼我离婚,这一招对我没用,你知道我的心有多硬,你不吃东西,折磨得只会是你自己。”盛君烈死死盯着她的后背好一会儿,才低咳着走出房间。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                门关上,他靠在墙上不停咳嗽,咳得喉咙蹿上一股股腥甜。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他嘴上说得狠,心里却在滴血。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他竟然已经将她逼到这一步了吗?为了逃离他身边,她已经无所不用其极,如果他不放手,她会怎样?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他扶着墙壁,步履蹒跚地往楼下走去。
                                
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                                来到一楼,他进了厨房,戴上口罩,开始和面剁馅。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他记得叶灵很喜欢吃世纪名城外那家小馄饨,她现在身体不好,不能吃外面的东西,那他就亲手给她做。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                为了让她有点食欲,他甚至还做了彩色的面皮,包了很多很多小馄饨,他端着上楼。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他推开卧室门,来到床边,把托盘放在床头柜上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他看着侧躺在床上的叶灵,半屈着一条腿跪在床上,俯身看着她,“灵灵,我做了你喜欢吃的馄饨,起来吃点。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵毫无反应。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈伸手过去,将她抱了起来,叶灵忽然剧烈挣扎起来,盛君烈怕伤了她,让后背上的伤口又裂开,没敢下重手制住她。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵一下子栽在床上,整个人都摔懵了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈连忙起身来扶她,却被她用力拍开了,她眼神冰冷仇恨地看着他,“我不吃,你端走。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈颤抖着呼出一口气,他抬手捂住了发烫的眼睛,等他整理好自己的情绪,才把手放下来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我喂你吃,好不好?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他倾身端起碗,用勺子舀了一个小巧漂亮的馄饨送到叶灵嘴边,“来,张嘴......”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “嘴”字的音未落,他手里的勺子就被叶灵拍掉了,小馄饨掉在被子上,打湿了一大块。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈眼中爬满失落,他痛苦地看着她。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我知道我之前的所作所为不是个东西,你生气可以打我骂我,就是不要这样折磨你自己,我真的受不了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵:“放我走!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你知道那是不可能的,灵灵,你是我的命,从四年前把你娶进门那一刻起,我就没有想过要放你走。”盛君烈眼神一暗。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他费尽心机得到的人,就算在最痛恨她的时候,他也没想过要和她分开,现在又怎么会这么做?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵绝望地闭上眼睛,语气绝决,“那么,我只能留给你一具尸体了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈瞳孔骤然紧缩,看着叶灵绝决的模样,他垂在身侧的手死死攥成拳头。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他能感觉到他们之间越走越远,他却无力改变什么,只能牢牢将她困在身边。

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