His Canary [他的金丝雀]

6. I'm Afraid of You (5)

　　His voice was not loud, but every word he said was clearly transmitted to her ears, and even hit her heart hard.

　　It was obviously him who kidnapped her by force, how could he say it so righteously?

　　Dong Ci's long eyelashes trembled slightly. Thinking of everything this boy had done since she met him, she bit her lip and finally sat down.

　　"Good." It seemed that her obedience pleased him. Jing Rong's eyes curved and a smile was rippling in them.

　　But Dong Ci couldn't tell how sincere this smile was.

　　"When are you going to let me go?"

　　The empty room was very quiet. Dong Ci could only hear the sound of his fingertips and knife and fork touching the porcelain. Seeing that Jing Rong ignored her, Dong Ci's eyebrows showed a hint of anxiety. "I'll be worried if my mother can't find me. Do you want to watch her call the police?"

　　"As far as I know, she's working overtime tonight and will be home very late."

　　Jing Rong put the knife and fork in his hand on the table, pushed a plate of steak in front of her, and said lightly. "Eat."

　　The steak smelled very strong, but it was still bloody, and it was not cooked at a glance. Dong Ci frowned and was about to say something, but Jing Rong suddenly put his fingertips on his lips.

　　He put one hand on his lower jaw and looked at Dong Ci with a smile, but the words he said were very cold. "Dong Ci, if you can't finish these, don't even think about going back."

　　"Then will you let me go right after I finish?"

　　"It depends on my mood." He continued to smile, "But you have to be clear about one thing, if you don't eat, I will definitely not let you go." 

　　If she ate, he might not let her go, but if she didn't eat, he would definitely not let her go...

　　Dong Ci silently picked up the knife and fork, lowered her head and began to put the steak into her mouth bite by bite. What if it tasted delicious? She chewed it in her mouth and still felt disgusted.

　　She was actually very picky about food and had stomach problems. So she was usually very picky about what she ate, and even if she liked something, she could only eat a small portion. But today, under Jing Rong's gaze, she forced herself to eat a whole piece of steak.

　　"Can I leave now?"

　　Dong Ci pushed the clean plate in front of him and stared at him expressionlessly. At this time, her stomach was just a little bloated, and she had no obvious discomfort in her stomach, but in a while, her stomach might be upset.

　　"I'm in a good mood now." Jing Rong slowly stood up from the chair, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and threw it to her.

　　"So I'm not going to let you go today, but I can allow you to call your mother."

　　"I don't want to call, I want to go home."

　　After the communication failed, Dong Ci pushed the phone away, stood up and ran out. Unexpectedly, Jing Rong did not chase her, and even the bodyguards in the villa did not come to stop her.

　　She thought Jing Rong was willing to let her go, but after she walked through the corridor and stood in the empty hall, her steps suddenly slowed down...

　　The hall was surrounded by large floor-to-ceiling windows, and she could clearly see the trees outside through the transparent glass. She walked forward a few steps and stood by one of the windows, looking along the winding gravel road. The outline of the iron gate was vague, but not far away.

　　But so what? Even if she walked out of the iron gate, what would happen? This is in the mountains, she doesn't even know the way home!

　　"Not running anymore?"

　　A huge feeling of helplessness swept over her, and the mist in Dong Ci's eyes filled her eye sockets. As the voice behind her rang, a drop of water was startled and hit the back of her hand directly.

　　"What do you want? Why do you always hold on to me..."

　　Dong Ci seemed to have lost her strength. She slid down the wall and sat directly on the ground. She wiped away her tears stubbornly, not wanting him to see.

　　"Dong Ci, you seem to want to enter Class 1 when the classes are divided next semester."

　　The topic changed so quickly that Dong Ci was caught off guard. She looked up in a daze, not understanding why Jing Rong suddenly mentioned this issue.

　　Jing Rong's lips curled slightly, and he stared down at the small ball on the ground, and continued indifferently. "I can let you enter Class 1, but from now on you belong to me."