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Han Jing smiled bitterly, "What you mean is, the first love that she and I had after dying for so many years had an identical face. Pei Yaochen and I being infatuated with her was only because of her face. Of course, Pei Yaochen now had an additional reason. It was that Xia Zhi was pregnant with him. It had been his dream with another woman.

But with that woman dead, the wish could never be fulfilled. He would never be able to imagine what he and that woman would look like. And Xia Zhi's appearance gave him hope once more. So, even if he can no longer fall in love with any woman, he will let herself pretend to love a girl who doesn't feel anything at all in order to achieve that purpose. "

Yang Yazhu received it doubtfully and shone the light into it. She couldn't help but be shocked and muttered: "So what you said was true. "No wonder your wallet is always worn on your body, and you never let me touch it …"

Han Jing tightly clenched his fist, and his facial features became extremely terrifying.

Yang Yazhu couldn't help but take a step back in shock, and said with a trembling voice: "If I was prepared to do the same as Yi Zihan, wouldn't you be ready to kill me without anyone noticing?"

Han Jing smiled bitterly, raised his eyes and stared at her with deep emotion, and said gently: "No. I wouldn't do that. Because I know how much you love me and how much I love you. I am not willing to die in Yi Zihan's hands, but I am willing to give up my future in your hands. If you want me to end up in the streets, I'll take it. No matter what, I've let you down first. I'm willing to be punished! "

"You're lying to me …" Yang Yazhu muttered.

Han Jing shook his head, "I didn't lie to you, you can wait to see the result. You can go down the mountain now, I will definitely not follow you and attack you from behind. "

As he spoke, he slowly backed away until he was at least twenty to thirty meters away from her. Then, he loudly said, "Go! You must be careful when you go down the mountain.

"I really will leave!" Yang Yazhu took a step back to test the waters.

"Let's go!" Han Jing laughed lightly, turned around and climbed onto a huge boulder at the side of the cliff and sat down. He took out a cigarette from his bosom and lit it up.

She gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and ran down the mountain.

Han Jing frowned, then took out his cigarette and crushed it in his hand.

The burning cigarette caused a large blister to form on his palm. It was very painful, but he did not care because the sharp pain made him more rational and more stable as he sat on the rock. He did not impulsively jump off the rock to chase her.

No matter what, he had to take a gamble.

He was betting on her feelings for him and his future. Although it was very dangerous, as long as he passed this trial, he would be able to live a much easier life in the future.

He didn't even have to play with her anymore.

And there was an extra accomplice!

As he was frowning and thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of rough breathing coming from behind him. He slowly turned around and saw Yang Yazhu, whose hair was dishevelled and face was pale, standing behind him like a ghost, looking at him while crying silently.

He was overjoyed in his heart, as he knew that he still won the bet in the end.

He let out a light sigh, jumped off the rock, and hugged her tightly as he said in a low voice, "Yazhu, I knew you would love me. No matter how terrifying or detestable I am, you will never abandon me …"

Yang Yazhu held tightly onto his clothes with both hands and said with a choked of sobs: "Han Jing, I hate you! I hate you! "

"I know. You should hate it. I'm sorry. But I swear, from now on, I will do everything I can to cherish your love and bring you along to create a new life for us! " Han Jing patiently and patiently.

"Where's Xia Zhi? What about the dead girl? What are you going to do with them? "

"I see now that no matter how much I like them, they are the women of others and never belonged to me. But the only one who truly loves me is you, Yang Yazhu. The person I should cherish the most is you! So give me time to adjust to forget, one day, my heart can't accept anyone but you. Yazhu, believe me, as long as you don't leave me, I can definitely do it! " Han Jing lowered his head and kissed her as he tried to tempt her.

"Alright. I believe you. "I believe you …" Yang Yazhu painfully closed her eyes, hugged Han Jing and crazily kissed him.

She didn't care!

She couldn't care less about the life and death of others!

She had tried, but she could not give up her love for him.

Right now, she had the same repulsive look as Han Jing. If this was the price she had to pay to be together with him, she would accept it!

The two of them embraced and kissed for a long time. Finally, Han Jing let go of her lips and gently whispered into her ear, "The sky is about to brighten, we need to hurry up and go back. We cannot let either Pei Yaochen or Xia Zhi see us coming down the mountain, or we won't be able to explain it. "

"Oh." Yang Yazhu nodded and sorrowfully realised that she was already Han Jing's accomplice. If something were to happen to her one day, she would inevitably be imprisoned.

However, this didn't change her mind, so she quickly adjusted her state of mind and wiped away the tears on her face. She pretended to be calm and said, "Let's go!"

As she spoke, she led the way down the mountain.

"Wait!" Han Jing stopped her.

She looked at him in surprise. "What else?"

Han Jing knelt down in front of her and patted his shoulder, "You've been tormented for so long, you must be exhausted both physically and mentally. Let me carry you down the mountain! "Hurry up and come up!"

Yang Yazhu wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she leaned onto him in the end. She hugged his neck tightly with both of her hands and pressed her face against his back, listening to his clear and orderly heartbeat, she sobbed, "Han Jing, from now on, are we really a pair of lovebirds who live together with each other?"

"Yes." We are. " Han Jing carried her and slowly walked down the mountain. He still did not forget to sweet talk his, "But don't be pessimistic, because our lives will definitely get better."

"I hope..." Yang Yazhu bitterly smiled and did not speak any further. He slowly closed his eyes that were both sore and astringent.

When they returned to the camp, Pei Yaochen and Xia Zhi were snoring soundly, so they did not hear anything.

Han Jing heaved a sigh of relief as he carried Yang Yazhu and went into the tent.

After putting Yang Yazhu down, he turned around and wanted to go wash her face, but Yang Yazhu pulled him back and pulled him onto her body. She then turned and rode on his back without saying a word, and just like that, she leaned over and passionately kissed him.

She was clearly passionate, but Han Jing could smell her sadness and despair.

He frowned, feeling somewhat unhappy in his heart, but he did not dare to anger her. He could only extend his arms to tightly embrace her as he closed his eyes.

In the entire process of entangling with her, he tried his best to imagine that the one he was passionately hugging was not her, but Xia Zhi, who had gone through so much trouble but was still unable to catch a glimpse of his heart …

After the passion passed, Yang Yazhu turned her body with her back facing him, and after a while, Han Jing heard her snoring.

However, Han Jing knew that she was only pretending to be asleep, because the frequency of her breathing was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

But Han Jing did not nod his head, he did not have the slightest bit of sleepiness, and only stared with his eyes quietly, waiting for the sun to rise.

The early morning of the early summer always came earlier than usual. When the sun had already risen slightly in the sky, when Han Jing heard the intimate conversation between him and Xia Zhi from the tent at the side, he wearily closed his eyes.

He needed to rest for a while. There would be a lot of things he needed to deal with later.

At this moment, Xia Zhi was in a good mood as she led Xia Zhi out of the tent.

Looking at the still dusky sky, Xia Zhi asked softly with unease: "Ahh! Are we really not going to ask them to go up the mountain and watch the sunrise? "

"Goodbye. Let us have a little private time. Furthermore, maybe Han Jing and Yang Yazhu did not want to go as well! They were on their honeymoon and would have liked to be together every day. Furthermore, Zi Han had left so much blood on his leg yesterday, wouldn't it be hard for us to let him climb the mountain with us now? Let's just let him have a good rest! "

"Yes." That's true. "Then I have nothing to be worried about!" Xia Zhi laughed happily.

"Let's go!" A little lighter! Don't wake them up! " Pei Yaochen held Xia Zhi's hand and quickly walked forward.

The two of them moved quickly and silently, soon leaving the camp far behind.