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He went upstairs without looking back.

Tears welled up in her eyes once again, venting all of her anger and humiliation.

She hugged her body and curled up on the sofa, crying her heart out.

Forget it. No matter the face, no matter the dignity, she didn't want it anymore. He had defiled her like this, how could she still have any dignity!

Was this the result he wanted? Was this how he tortured her?

Was this the purpose of his revenge when he didn't want to divorce her?

What was his heart made of? It was colder than iron, tougher than stone!

What had she done wrong to make him do this to her? Why did he torment her so much? Why didn't he just kill her?!

Han Xin stood up from the ground and picked up the jacket that had fallen on the side, covering her body and blocking the light of the spring sun.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Xiao Ran, I'm sorry, if I hadn't said something like that to anger him, he wouldn't have treated you this way …" Han Xin leaned on his hair and tears fell from his eyes.

Her current state was even worse than digging out his heart!

His heart clenched tightly and even his breathing felt as painful as if a knife was slicing through it!

He hated himself for being useless, repeatedly saying that he wanted to protect her, but he could only helplessly watch as she was tormented like this!

"No, I don't blame you. It's him …" This was the result he wanted... "It's him …" Qiao Xinran's voice was hoarse and choked with emotions.

Her eyes were filled with an unprecedented intense hatred, and she hated Han Mo so much that she wished she could kill him, eat his flesh, and drink his blood!

Seeing the hatred in her eyes, Han Xin couldn't help but be startled in his heart. Her heart had turned completely cold this time …

Mo Shanshan watched all of this and felt great in her heart.

Although this scene was more brutal and cruel than what she had expected. However, this result was exactly what she wanted.

She wanted Han Mo and Qiao Xinran to hate each other, so that they would never be together again!

However, the happiness only flashed past his eyes, and immediately changed into a worried look as he walked over, "Xiao Ran, are you alright? Is there any pain? "

"Get lost! Don't touch her! " Han Xin immediately pushed her away, pointed at her and cursed, "If you have any intention of harming us, speak your mind! What did it mean to be obstructing him from the back!? Who do you think you can trick with this kind of act? "

Mo Shanshan fell to the ground, crying so hard she almost fainted.

"Sorry, I really don't know what happened. I was just drunk and didn't know anything …" She stumbled and crawled in front of Qiao Xinran, looking at her with a begging expression.

"Xiao Ran, I really don't know why he came back so early. If I wasn't drunk, I would have stopped him … "I didn't mean to harm you …"

She had already drunk wine today, so the smell of alcohol on her body was very strong. This time, it was nonsense again. Qiao Xinran sighed and grabbed her hand.

"Shan Shan, I don't blame you. I have always trusted you."

"Really? Xiao Ran? Do you really believe me? "

Qiao Xinran nodded his head, "Of course, you are my best friend, I believe you won't harm me."

Seeing the two girls crying so hard, Han Xin quietly turned his face away.

The Xiao Ran believed Mo Shanshan, what else could he say?

Maybe there were some things that only the person in question was aware of?

They all said that love was like drinking water, cold and warm to the touch. Wasn't friendship the same as well?

As an outsider, no matter how clear and perceptive he was, he wouldn't understand the situation between them …

Even Qiao Xinran himself didn't know how long she had cried before falling asleep last night. When she woke up, it was already noon.

After taking a bath and seeing the bruises on his body that Han Mo had grabbed, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

Yesterday, he seemed to have gone insane, and his body exuded a fearsome pressure.

Then she smiled bitterly again. When had he ever been less than a madman?

To him, she was nothing more than a toy for a madman to vent his hatred. He didn't know if he should be glad or sad to be alive until now.

However, she couldn't leave. He had thought that he would be able to live with his father after taking the holiday. But it suddenly dawned on her last night that she couldn't leave.

If he left, he would have even less chance to investigate his younger brother's situation.

Furthermore, if she really went to stay at her father's place and angered Han Mo, he probably wouldn't let her and her father off this easily this time.

She could not let her father suffer with her, much less let him go to prison.

She would rather let her father think that she was very happy than let him grieve with her!

After they went downstairs, the living room was silent. It was unknown where everyone had gone to.

But this was just right, she didn't want to talk to anyone.

Uncle Chang was still pruning the plants in the courtyard. She stood by the window and looked at Uncle Chang's figure.

If Han Mo did not exist in this family, then it was truly a peaceful time.

The weather was not bad today. The sun was shining warmly, making the wounds on her body less painful.

She suddenly recalled that it had been a long time since she had gone to the backyard. She wondered if he was still there.

Taking advantage of the fact that Uncle Chang did not see it, she ran like a wisp of smoke to the back of the garden, all the way to her glass castle.

The flowers in the castle were still as beautiful as before, as if they could be isolated from the rest of the world in this castle, as if they could ignore whatever was happening outside, any annoying people, or annoying matters.

If he could really live in this glass castle forever, could live in his own fairy tales, how great would that be?

She walked around the blooming flowers as if she were alone today.

'Forget it. 'Originally, she didn't have much hope in this matter. Even if she were to talk to these flowers, she would already be satisfied with it.

Lying on the sofa, looking at the blue sky and white clouds above, gradually closed his eyes as the warm sun shone on them.

To her, this place was a castle that could cure all of her pain. A castle that only belonged to her.

In this place, one did not need to see the expression in the eyes of anyone, nor did they need to be afraid. There was also no need to think about who had said what was true or false.

If humans really had a next life, she really wanted to become these flowers. At least, as long as there was some sunlight and some water, they would be able to happily sprout, grow up, and blossom into beautiful flowers.

Compared to the human world, the world of flowers and plants was much simpler.

Suddenly, she felt her vision darken. She thought that it was already a cloudy day. Just as she was about to open her eyes, she felt a pair of warm hands covering her eyes.

"Long time no see." A warm voice rang in her ears, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers.