Nan Sheng waited for a long time but Yin Han did not respond.

But what she didn't know was how much force Yin Han used to push her away before quickly running downstairs.

Yin Han didn't know what he was feeling when he got home. The moment he got home, he hid in his room and didn't go to school that afternoon.

He dared not go, nor did he dare to approach the girl.

Because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.

He had tried his best to stay away from her, so why did she suddenly reappear? He was afraid he would lose control.

Yin Han sat in the corner of the room, hugging his knees. A sliver of light shone through the only small window in the room. He suddenly looked up, then immediately got up and pulled the curtains shut.

How can someone like him deserve the light? How can the light favor him?

Yin Han's luck in this life stopped at the moment he met Nan Sheng.

Yin Han crouched in the corner, saw the shards of glass he had accidentally knocked over, picked them up and held them to his wrist. Without blinking, he slashed his wrist, and bright red blood gushed out, staining the emerald green shards, both glaring and terrifying.

He felt unusually excited as he watched the blood gushing out.

At the No. 1 Middle School.

Nan Sheng stared at Yin Han's seat like a statue waiting for her husband, glancing at the door every now and then, hoping he would appear.

Unfortunately, Yin Han didn't show up until school was over.

She couldn't sit still any longer, and as soon as school was over, she took out the address Su Chuanlin had given her last time and hailed a taxi.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped on the side of the road. The driver pointed slightly at Nan Sheng in the back seat and said, "Young lady, the car can't go any further. Your address is just ahead, about 800 meters away. You'll have to walk there yourself. Turn right here, walk straight for about 500 meters, then turn left and you'll see the neighborhood you're going to. If you do that, you can give me a 10 yuan discount on the fare."

Nan Sheng didn't say anything, and the driver was very polite. Because she was in a hurry to find Yin Han, she took out a red banknote from her wallet and said, "Uncle driver, thank you, keep the change. I have something urgent to attend to."

After Nan Sheng finished speaking, she ran in the direction the driver had indicated.

Li Xiaomei had already cooked the meal and was about to bring it into Yin Han's room to wait for him to come home from school.

As soon as I entered and turned on the light, my eyes widened in terror. I slowly stepped forward, "Xiao Han... Xiao..."

Suddenly, the person sitting on the ground looked up and glanced over. Li Xiaomei stopped in her tracks, the rest of her words stuck in her throat.

Fresh blood was still seeping out, and Li Xiaomei was heartbroken.

Li Xiaomei walked to his side. She was unable to move easily, so she slowly squatted down and used trembling hands to take a tissue to stop the bleeding. Then she rummaged through drawers and cabinets to find some gauze to bandage him.

Yin Han was like a puppet, letting Li Xiaomei do whatever she wanted.

Seeing his appearance, Li Xiaomei cautiously asked, "Xiaohan, what's wrong?"

Li Xiaomei knew that Yin Han had many things on his mind; she knew it from the first moment she saw him.

When they first met, he didn't say a word. At that time, she thought he was mute. But later, he spoke. When she heard his voice, her first reaction was that this child must have suffered some injustice.

She didn't press further; she believed that Yin Han was a good child.

They were not related by blood and were strangers just six months ago.

That day, she went to collect bottles and saw a man sitting in an alley not far from the station. No matter how she asked him, he didn't say anything.

Seeing how pitiful he was, Li Xiaomei went to a nearby store and bought him some things, but he refused them, so she left them aside.

The next day she went there again and was surprised to see Yin Han still sitting there. He did the same for the next few days.

Seeing his pitiful state and her own loneliness, Li Xiaomei said, "I'm an old woman all alone. Would you like to come back with me? I'll take you to school."

Just when she thought Yin Han wouldn't answer, she heard an extremely hoarse voice: "Grandma, she's here, but I can't get close to her."

Yin Han raised her head, looking at Li Xiaomei with a wronged expression, tears welling up in her eyes, and upon closer inspection, she seemed to be holding back some tears.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaomei suddenly remembered the night she had just brought Yin Han back, when he was feverish and unconscious and kept calling out "Sheng Sheng".

"Is she a girl from the south of the city?"

Yin Han had told her that he came from Nancheng, and the only person who could make him like this was probably the girl he liked.

Why does a boy who is only 18 years old seem to have eyes full of thorns?

Yin Han didn't answer, and Li Xiaomei didn't press him for an answer either, remaining seated beside him.

"Xiaohan, Grandma has no relatives in this life. I have lived most of my life alone. Perhaps God took pity on me and let me meet you in my final days. Although you don't like to talk, your actions and behavior express yourself. In Grandma's eyes, Xiaohan is the kindest, smartest, and most lovable person. Grandma knows you have been to prison, but that cannot negate everything. Grandma believes in you."

Don't doubt yourself because of someone or something. It's okay to have some doubt, but don't overdo it. We need to be brave, just like Grandma bravely faced her illness.

Upon hearing that she was worthy of being loved, Yin Han chuckled softly, inwardly mocking herself.

"Grandma, go back and rest. I'm going to eat." Yin Han stood up expressionlessly, as if the humble person from just now wasn't him.

He helped Li Xiaomei to her feet.

Li Xiaomei sighed helplessly, looked at Yin Han, and said, "This child has too much pride: Remember to apply medicine to the wound later."

Yin Han nodded.

Only after receiving his affirmation did Li Xiaomei slowly walk out.

After Li Xiaomei left and closed the door, Yin Han stuffed food into her mouth one bite after another, tears streaming down her face.

After finishing the medicine, she didn't apply any ointment, but instead slung a black bag over her shoulder and went outside.

Following the directions given by the driver, Nan Sheng still couldn't find where Yin Han lived, so she had to ask passersby for help.

Following directions from passersby, she entered a narrow alley. Looking at the dirty and messy alley, she couldn't imagine that Yin Han lived here.

Her clean white shoes seemed out of place here, but she didn't back down. She didn't care that she was dirty and walked straight in.

Yin Han had just stepped out of the alley next door when the two missed each other.

Nan Sheng finally reached the bottom of the building in the residential area and saw the building covered with moss. The original white walls had turned black and yellow.

It goes without saying that there is no elevator here.

Nan Sheng looked at the fifth floor in the message and went up the stairs.

The staircase was filthy and messy, littered with trash, and cockroaches could be clearly seen crawling around. Nan Sheng was suddenly relieved that there were no rats.

Upon arriving at apartment number 503, Nan Sheng found the door closed, so she knocked several times but received no response.

Nan Sheng subconsciously didn't want to speak, afraid that Yin Han would ignore her if he heard her voice.

But he didn't want to leave, so he hugged his schoolbag, stood against the wall, and waited for Yin Han to open the door.