It wasn't until Nan Sheng lifted his hair that she understood what he meant by "ugly."
A two-centimeter scar now adorns her once smooth forehead. The wound is shallow and not clearly visible from a distance.
But judging from his reaction, he cares about this scar.
Nan Sheng's delicate fingers touched it: "What is this?"
"I bumped into it by accident." Yin Han's eyes darted away, not daring to look at Nan Sheng, and then he lowered his head to cover his forehead with the hair.
"Did you run into him in prison?" Nan Sheng guessed, but she still chose to tell him, even though it was her fault.
For a moment, she wondered how he had spent the entire month in prison.
"Um."
"Yin Han, I'm sorry."
Since they met, Yin Han has lost count of how many times she has said sorry.
He never blamed her.
"You haven't done anything wrong to me. From now on... don't come looking for me anymore. This place isn't for you."
How could such a beautiful and pure fairy come to a swamp like this?
Nan Sheng was glad she had prepared for what he said. She sniffed and said, "Yin Han, I'm sleepy. I want to go to sleep."
Nan Sheng glanced at his iron bed, her expression suggestive.
"Shall I take you downstairs?" Yin Han didn't know if she was willing to let him get close to her, after all, he had long since lost track of her thoughts.
“I want to be with you, I don’t want to leave.” Nan Sheng took a step forward and carefully tugged at his sleeve. This scene stung Yin Han’s eyes. She shouldn’t have acted like this in front of him.
"I'm disgusting. My body and my heart are both filthy. Go back and don't come near me again." I no longer dare to even think about it.
After leaving the Nan family, he rarely spoke. In prison, he hardly uttered a word until Li Xiaomei brought him home. The only person he communicated with was his grandmother.
He struggled to utter these words, feeling his vocal cords being torn apart like a chainsaw.
"It's not dirty, it's not disgusting. It's my fault. I lost my Yin Han. Yin Han, I beg you, please don't say that, okay?"
Yin Han clenched his fist, walked over and opened the door, his meaning was clear.
Ten minutes later.
In the dimly lit room, Yin Han looked down through the small window and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the girl had someone to meet her.
Downstairs, Nan Sheng kept turning back to look at a certain room, then lowered her head in disappointment and said to the person next to her, "Let's go."
"Yes, miss."
After what happened tonight, Nan Sheng kept thinking about what Grandma Li had said to her, Yin Han's voice, his scars... making it hard for her to fall asleep.
She picked up her phone and sent a message to Su Chuanlin.
A song: Brother, I need your help.
Yiqu Shengge: Don't you know a lot of big names in the medical field? I want a scar removal cream. The scar has been there for quite a while. Can you tell me which cream can remove the scar and restore its smoothness?
As for what exactly, she still needs to specify.
The message went unanswered. It was already past midnight, so they must be asleep. Nan Sheng had no choice but to put down her phone.
The next morning, as soon as the alarm clock rang, the milky white mattress automatically rose. Nan Sheng reached out and turned off the alarm clock, staring groggily at the ceiling until she was fully awake, and the events of yesterday slowly came back to her.
She took a deep breath and silently encouraged herself, thinking that Yin Han would definitely forgive her if she took it slow.
The 17-year-old girl didn't need any makeup; her face was full of collagen. Nan Sheng carefully selected her clothes because Yin Han was there, and she wanted to show him her perfect side. Although he had seen her in every way, it didn't matter.
A creamy white midi skirt, a light gray oversized sweatshirt, a white down jacket draped over it, and custom-made gray sneakers without any logos—understated yet stylish.
Her high ponytail and schoolbag exude youthful energy.
Nan Sheng looked at the breakfast that Su Chuanlin had prepared for her by the part-time housekeeper on the dining table, took out an elegant food bag, put the breakfast in it, and went out.
Today, she arrived at school early. When she entered the classroom, there were only two or three people there. After casually greeting her classmates, Nan Sheng sat down in her seat.
As time passed, more and more people entered the classroom. Even though Nan Sheng was sitting in the last row corner, people still subconsciously looked at her as they entered, simply because she was so dazzlingly beautiful.
Beautiful things always irresistibly attract people.
Nan Sheng felt like she had stretched her neck out to break before she even saw Yin Han arrive. Just as she was about to take out her phone to send him a message, she realized that he didn't seem to have a phone, and that she had long since blocked and deleted his WeChat account.
At that moment, she suddenly remembered that every time she sent him a message, he would reply immediately: "I'm here."
She even suspected him, saying, "Did you set up an auto-reply? Otherwise, you would always reply to my messages immediately."
Yin Han smiled without saying anything at that time, and Nan Sheng didn't ask any further questions.
Much later, Nan Sheng realized that he had no friends on WeChat except her; he hadn't even added her parents.
Just as the school bell was about to ring, Yin Han appeared at the back door.
He saw through the gap in her hair that the girl's gaze was fixed on the front door. Was she looking at him?
Yin Han pursed her lips and was about to go in when she noticed a female classmate walking up to Nan Sheng and wanting to talk to her.
When Xiang Niannian saw Nan Sheng, she happily walked towards her: "Nan Sheng, good morning! You look even more beautiful today!"
You never get tired of hearing nice words, especially when the other person is such a lovely girl.
Good morning, Niannian, thank you.
Just as Xiang Niannian was about to say a few more words to Nan Sheng, she unexpectedly caught sight of Yin Han entering through the back door. Seeing his face with his eyes covered, she instinctively shuddered. How could someone cover her eyes? She was in the crucial final year of high school, how could she see her future like that? Everything was blocked.
Xiang Niannian couldn't understand it, and she didn't dare to think about it. She had to leave, otherwise she felt that the cold aura emanating from Yin Han would infect her.
He hurriedly gestured to Nan Sheng and then ran back to his seat.
The moment Nan Sheng saw Yin Han, her eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled out a seat for her.
"Good morning, Yin Han."
Yin Han lowered his head and did not answer.
Nan Sheng looked up at her and wondered if Yin Han was now over 185 cm tall. He was already 183 cm before, but now he seemed to have grown quite a bit taller.
Even though all that could be seen was his jawline, Nan Sheng still found him incredibly handsome. His jawline was formed by two deep valleys, with obvious marks that seemed to draw people into his heart.
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