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The night gradually grew darker. The usually cozy room was now filled with cold.

Qin Hanze's aggressive questioning caused Wen Zhizhi's heart to turn as cold as water. She subconsciously retreated to the other side of the sofa.

Qin Hanze's gaze swept across Wen Zhizhi lightly. It stayed there for no more than a second before moving to the photo again. Following that, his gaze became gentle.

Carefully and firmly, he snatched the photo frame from Wen Zhizhi's hands and caressed the portrait of Qin Hanyan with his thumb. "Little Yan, as a doctor, big brother didn't cure you. Don't blame me. Rest assured, I will let those who deserve to be punished receive their due punishment. "

These words shocked Wenzhi, who was sitting quietly beside the sofa. In his impression, Qin Hanze had never been a person who easily revealed his emotions. Today, he had spoken and spoken in such an emotional and terrifying manner, giving others the feeling that he had changed his personality.

"Qin Han Ze … You... What kind of misunderstanding do you have regarding that incident? "

Qin Hanze was already silent. He lowered his head, deep in thought while looking at the photo.

Wen Zhizhi recalled every little detail of the past and couldn't help but feel that sometimes, Qin Hanze was too calm and sometimes, he would become too agitated over a small matter.

And usually, other than physical communication between the two of them, and the occasional "Darling, I love you", there was no further communication between the two of them.

From Wen Zhizhi's point of view, Qin Hanze didn't know that the Wen Zhizhi lived in the countryside. He also asked about the people living in the Wen Zhizhi's house and rarely mentioned his friendship. He only occasionally shared his work. She also didn't know how Qin Hanze's family was doing. Other than working in the hospital, she knew nothing about Qin Hanze's favorite hobby.

"Qin Hanze, we … Between... "Why did it become like this?" She was a little unresigned, and her tone was full of uncertainty.

"In the beginning, when you picked me up and treated my wounds, I was especially grateful to you."

"After that, you repeatedly helped me deal with the troublesome Jiede Mei and Li Si Cheng." Wen Zhizhi stared at the TV cabinet in front of her without any expression.

"The day before your birthday... I accidentally found out that you wanted a birthday. "

"When we were drinking red wine, I didn't expect both of us to be so drunk."

"What happened after that, I don't want you to feel responsible or anything. I didn't expect you to chase after me. The sports car, the rose, the lakeside candlelight dinner, they were all things that I had never experienced before. "

"After we were together, I felt very happy every day. Vince and Senior Meng both told me not to get too deep. By that time, it would already be too late. "

"I can't see anything anymore. I can only see your gentleness." Thinking back to the beauty of the past, her face was also somewhat gentle.

"When you said you were tired, I was very sad because I always felt very inferior and felt that I was not worthy of you."

"Today, when I saw the pictures of you and Little Yan, I kept suspecting that the sweetness of these days was real? Or is it fake? " Wen Zhizhi's tone was very light, as if she lacked the strength. It was unknown whether she was asking herself or Qin Hanze.

"What happened yesterday, you didn't explain anything and even brought your friends back to celebrate." Wen Zhizhi forced a smile and her eyes were filled with ridicule. "Qin Hanze, no matter how hot your heart is, it will turn cold."

From the moment Wen Zhizhi recalled her past, the speed of Qin Hanze's fingers slowly slowed down until it stopped. He leaned back against the sofa, his back gradually relaxing.

By the time she had finished, he was leaning against the back of the sofa. There was a rare sense of relaxation in his movements.

"Wen Zhizhi, I've never liked weak and scheming women."

"So, you can imagine how cooperative the things you said were in my eyes."

In just two short sentences, Qin Hanze was able to make Wen Zhizhi's heart ache. This was much more painful than the bruise on her calf.

Qin Hanze looked out the window at the inky night, but didn't say anything.

He returned to his room in silence, preparing to wash up. When he opened the wardrobe, half of it was empty, as if congratulating him on his successful first step of revenge.

When he returned to the living room, the woman was still slumped against the sofa, sitting on the floor.

"It's already so late. Why don't you stay in the guest room for the night?" Was it really that strange? Wasn't my purpose to leave Wenzie helpless? Why should he keep her?

Wen Zhizhi's voice was a little hoarse. She had shouted too loudly, "I don't need you to be so kind. I have somewhere to go." With that, she stood up. The injury to her calf caused her to stagger a few steps.

Qin Hanze strode forward, his pale, powerful hands tightly grasping Wen Zhizhi's arm, helping her stabilize herself.

After experiencing so many setbacks, Wen Zhizhi was unwilling to accept his kindness. She struggled to free herself from Qin Hanze's grasp. "Let go, you don't need to put up a show!"

It just so happened that Qin Hanze's cell phone rang. Wen Zhizhi thought she could make it. However, he didn't expect that at the same time he took out his phone, he turned around and strode to the door, locking it behind him like a mountain. He then picked up the phone. Wen Zhizhi was shocked by his brazen behavior and looked at him in disbelief. Qin Hanze … "You …"

Qin Hanze took the phone over slowly. It turned out to be a patient who had been treated before. "Doctor Qin, I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night."

"It's nothing, what's wrong?" While turning his head to contact the patient on the other end of the phone, Qin Hanze was also vexed over how strange his actions were today!

In fact, he did not understand, fall in love with a person can worry about loss and gain. Rationally, the misunderstanding between him and Wen Zhizhi had not been resolved, and the more he hated her, the more he hated her. Emotionally, from day to night, Wenzhi had knocked on his heart. However, the current him naturally did not understand this.

Therefore, when he finished dealing with the patient, he turned around and looked at Wen Zhizhi, "Don't misunderstand, I just don't want you to wander the streets in the middle of the night and get into the headlines." With that, he quickly returned to the master bedroom as if there was someone chasing after him.

After careful consideration, Wen Zhizhi suddenly didn't dare to rush to Zhang Wensi's apartment late at night. The last time she was kicked into the water by someone alone at the seaside, it let her know that she still had endless dangers by her side.

Lying on the secondary bed, Wenzhi rolls her body from side to side. Her body is tired, but she just can't sleep. Moonlight shone in through the window, and the delicate lace of the bedside lamp was clearly visible.

The events of the past 48 hours are as vivid as a movie.

"Qin Hanze, is it your revenge to hide your identity and deceive my feelings?" Wen Zhizhi mumbled, "In that car accident, Little Yan wasn't the only one injured, why did you push all the blame onto me …"

He wanted to call Zhang Wensi, but he remembered that she had left the country today to do her own business. Ye Zichen pressed the light button on his phone, and saw that there was still the phrase "love delivery for take-out" on the WeChat interface, which stung Wen Zhizhi's eyes. Qin Hanze, you have no heart, so why should I linger? "

Wen Zhizhi put down her phone and fell asleep in a daze.