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The morning sunlight streamed into the cozy little house. Huo Jiayuan slowly opened her eyes, subconsciously reached for her phone, and found many unread messages.
They were all sent to her by Meng Yan.
His words were filled with guilt, apology to her, and concern for her.
He was afraid she would get hurt, but he ended up hurting her last night.
Huo Jiayuan's heart softened as she looked at him, and she dialed the number. Meng Yan answered immediately.
His voice was hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't slept well all night.
"Yuan Yuan!"
Huo Jiayuan's heart skipped a beat when she heard his voice.
But she still pretended to be angry and asked coldly, "Why did you send me so many messages?"
“Yuan Yuan, I…”
"You're really something, aren't you? You pushed me and yelled at me yesterday, were you really possessed?"
"sorry."
“Meng Yan,” she felt a strange sensation in her heart, “you always apologize to me, but I always feel that you are hiding something from me.”
The silence on the other end made her uneasy.
"Can you tell me what happened yesterday? Are you afraid of fireworks? If you are, then I won't let you see them again..."
"I'm sorry," he said again.
Now, aside from these three pale words, he seems to have nothing more to say.
He gave a self-deprecating laugh. What should he say to her? Should he tell her that his hands were stained with blood, that he killed his father?
What she experienced in Biandu was, in her opinion, the darkest moment of her life.
What he experienced was far darker than what she went through in Biandu.
After she understands, will she still stand firmly by his side...?
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