Xiao Heye remained silent.
Han Zhou was not an understanding person; he only knew how to rub salt into other people's wounds: "Women are the source of pain. I couldn't stop them no matter what I did back then. What, do you know how painful it is now?"
Xiao Heye felt a bitter taste in his mouth as he drank a large gulp of wine.
"Yes, it was painful, heartbreaking... She experienced all the emotions and desires of this world..."
"Hanzhou, why is it that she's so delicate and fragile, seemingly incapable of doing anything, yet she has such a powerful ability to control my emotions and dictate my moods?"
"Hiss—" Han Zhou got goosebumps from these incredibly cheesy words, and he replied helplessly:
"This was clearly the power you gave her, and you insisted on throwing yourself into it... But, bro, it's not too late to regret it now. If things get really bad, cut your losses..."
Cut your losses in time.
These four characters sound somewhat familiar.
...
I remember now, Xiao Heye seemed to have said the same thing to Jiang Min this morning.
Unexpectedly... now it's Han Zhou's turn to say those words to him.
"The most important thing in life is to be happy. Brother, do you remember? When we were unhappy, we would go and kill people... We would kill anyone we saw, until we were bloodthirsty and exhausted, and then all the troubles and pain would naturally disappear..."
Xiao Heye put down the wine jar, rubbed his temples with his slender fingers, and looked on his handsome face with endless melancholy.
He is indeed in pain, but he doesn't want to kill anyone right now.
He just wanted to see her.
What is Su Tiyue doing at this moment?
Xiao Heye closed his eyes and thought for a moment.
She couldn't leave that tiny house, and she couldn't see anyone else.
Perhaps someone has just finished eating and is sitting alone on a bench by the window, lost in thought or doing embroidery...
Perhaps he had just finished showering and was lying in bed, trying to sleep.
She might also hide under the covers and cry secretly...
Su Tiyue's tears were scalding hot. Each time, they burned his heart, softened his heart, and made him willingly surrender.
But what should we do this time?
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