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He was so silent that it was hard to breathe. She could no longer stand. She ran into the bathroom and soaked herself in the hot water.

Yes, he's just in a bad mood because of what happened to grandpa. It'll be fine if we just wait a bit. Just wait a bit. It'll be fine, it'll definitely be fine …

The flowers on the balcony had already sprouted flowers. It was already May, and summer was about to come again, and they had known each other for more than a year. They had loved and hated each other, had quarrelled, had separated in despair, had been sweet and sad.

From the beginning to the end, she had never held the initiative in this seemingly huge but actually insignificant love.

From the beginning of the meeting, to the signing of the contract, from beating the child to accepting his proposal, from refusing to be cold, to falling in love with him, to patiently enduring his inferiority to standing by his side, the people who were in chaos, were all her, the fallen person was also her. From beginning to end, he only stood on the high ground, calmly looking at her, controlling the entire situation without batting an eyelid.

If it was a year ago, she would still have the courage to resolutely leave. If it was a year ago, she would have guaranteed that she could leave peacefully. Divorce. At most, she would have turned around and cried.

He didn't say anything, didn't do anything. He just changed his gaze to look at her, and that cold gaze that had penetrated deep into her bones, with the look of search, with the look of alienation, with the hint of questioning, with the look of indifference, she was already starting to be unable to take it anymore …

Just what had happened? When she was done crying, she felt like her body was frozen in the cold water. Then, she stood up without strength, grabbed a towel to wipe off the water stains on her body and wrapped herself in a bathrobe before walking out …

When he pushed the door open and walked out of the bathroom, he could smell the pungent smell of smoke and pungent alcohol in the bedroom. Through the faint smoke, he could see that Su Bai was partially lying on the sofa with his coat still on the side, on the table in front of him, on the carpet by his feet, there were cigarette butts scattered everywhere.

However, she only saw him. His shirt was open messily, his eyes were red from drinking, and his face was terrifyingly white. However, he was still holding onto half a bottle of wine as a spectator.

She half squatted in front of him, wanting to take away the bottle in his hand, but he was too drunk to do so. He waved his hand and pushed her hand away. "Who are you …"

He was half drunk, and his eyes were clouded over her. He was clearly right beside her, and the moment he raised his head, she would be able to kiss him. However, he was still so far away.

"Ah Hao …"

His voice was slightly hoarse, perhaps because he had been soaking in cold water for too long, and his head was starting to ache. He once again stretched out his hand, wanting to stop Su Chen from pouring more wine, but he firmly gripped his wrist, opened his lips, and spat out a single word, "Scram …"

"Ah Hao?"

For a moment, the joyful face froze, and her eyes burned with an unbearable pain. She murmured to herself, and his face became hazy after the tears, "Ah Hao, I am Yan Yan …"

"Xu Huayan?"

He seemed to feel the alcohol rush into his body as he quickly ripped open his shirt, revealing a large bronze colored solid chest. His slightly narrowed red eyes coldly looked at her and said, "What are you doing here? You still have the face to come? "

He laughed coldly and downed the rest of the wine in the bottle. Then, his fingers loosened and he slammed the bottle onto the carpet, causing him to stumble and stand up, reaching out to grab the robe on her chest, pulling her close to him. Her beautiful lips were pressed into a cold straight line, and the smell of alcohol on his body was so strong that it made him want to turn his face away.

"Grandfather is dead. There is no one in this world who can protect you anymore …"

He opened his mouth and whispered something incomprehensible into her ear. Then, he pushed her away and staggered towards the bathroom. The door slammed shut, causing her to tremble from the shock …

After an unknown amount of time, a burst of fragrance came from the summer wind. She turned around and blankly looked at the balcony. The wind blew up the curtains and her moving posture caused the tears in her eyes to fall. What exactly is going on? "

She didn't understand. She felt as if she had fallen into a fog, and only felt her heart incomparably miserable. It was difficult for her to say anything. The sweetness from last year would never, ever come back. Is that so?

The room was extremely quiet. She could only hear the faint sound of water in the bathroom. She glanced at the bottle of wine on the floor.

She could not help but gaze worriedly at the tightly shut bathroom door. However, she bitterly smiled in her heart at her foolishness. She was still unable to let go of how he treated her …

The pain in her forehead came again. She raised her hand to touch her forehead, which was burning hotter than ever. She held herself up and walked to the outside of the bathroom. Just as she was about to knock on the door to ask about his condition, he opened the door and threw her onto the bed.

Even though it was May, it was still a little cold at night. Furthermore, he was extremely drunk, so how could he just sleep like that?

She walked to the bathroom with a big, soft towel and felt like her head was about to explode. She bit her lips and walked to his side, saying gently, "Ah Hao …" "Wake up..."

He mumbled something indistinctly before closing his eyes again …

With a sigh, she rubbed her temples as she gathered her energy and gently wiped his wet hair. The refreshing scent after he bathed combined with the faint intoxicating fragrance from the room caused her to fall into a trance. Her vision blurred and her cheeks were flushed red, unable to muster even the slightest bit of strength …

Why is my body so weak now? Thinking about it, it had also been more than a month since the earthquake, when news of her illness had disappeared. However, she didn't regret it. During that month of waiting, her heart had been filled with an unshakeable will.

But now, he was alive and well, and she already had nothing left.