Xu Xingran sat on the sofa, looking at He Hansheng calmly.
He Hansheng squatted down in front of her, lowering his tall body a bit, and grabbed Xu Xingran's hand.
The dark eyes are filled with shattered love.
"Ranran... I don't know what our relationship was like before, but when I came to City C and saw you for the first time, I fell in love with you."
He Hansheng grabbed her hand and placed it on his heart.
"Do you hear it? It beats just for you."
Xu Xingran heard it.
His heartbeat was so strong and hot, and under her palm, it beat by beat, telling of his love and deep affection.
Xu Xingran just felt soreness in his eyes.
She couldn't explain how she felt.
She wanted to pull her hand out of He Hansheng's.
But He Hansheng clenched it very tightly.
She looked at him with sore eyes.
Throat rolling.
"He Hansheng, you were not like this when I was with you."
Xu Xingran threw the file to He Hansheng.
"It's very one-sided, and a lot of things are hidden."
She looked into He Hansheng's black eyes.
"We were supposed to get engaged about three months ago. But, that day, you canceled the wedding."
Even though so much time has passed.
Whenever Xu Xingran mentioned it again, she felt a sour and tearing pain in her heart.
How could she not feel pain?
That's the engagement party!
The most important engagement party in life!
An engagement party only happens once in a lifetime!
That was the scene she had been looking forward to for seven years.
But because of a phone call from Xia Qingqing, he coldly said it was cancelled.
Her expectations, her love, her persistence and her sincerity became a joke.
She was trampled harshly by He Hansheng.
Really broken.
He Hansheng's pupils trembled.
Because of his grandfather's obstruction, the information he could find about his past with Xu Xingran was very one-sided.
There was no engagement party at all.
He couldn't believe what he heard.
He actually cancelled his and Xu Xingran’s engagement party?
Is he crazy since he didn't lose his memory?
The shattered emotions in He Hansheng's eyes became deeper and deeper. He rolled his throat and asked tentatively: "Is there any misunderstanding... Did something happen to me that day... Did you misunderstand me..."
Xu Xingran smiled grimly.
"Well, you did have something to do. Xia Qingqing was not feeling well, so she called you away."
When she said this, her voice was very soft.
A slight melancholy.
Light sadness.
He Hansheng's hands clenched subconsciously, and he said with difficulty: "You may not know that Xia Qingqing's brother died for me. I want to take care of Xia Qingqing..."
Xu Xingran looked into his eyes.
He pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Jiang Chuchen should have told you the truth, right? Xia Ming is not dead."
He Hansheng's eyes twitched slightly.
Xu Xingran saw it and continued, "I told Jiang Chuchen."
He Hansheng: ...
Xu Xingran sighed.
"Whether Xia Ming is dead or not, if you want to take care of Xia Qingqing, no one will stop you. But if you value her to hurt me and despise me... I don't deserve it. You owe it to Xia Ming. If you want to be good to Xia Qingqing, that's your business and your responsibility. But you can't do that to me... He Hansheng, it's not that I don't love you, I'm forced by you to not love you."
She took a deep breath and tilted her head back.
Something flickered in his eyes.
"I'm in so much pain..."
How can it not hurt?
How can I not be sad?
This is the man she has loved for seven years!
Xu Xingran is a stubborn person.
She gave up because she was so hurt by love that she could no longer sustain it.
As long as she can hold on a little bit, she will hold on.
But, it doesn't make sense.
There will be no change if you persist.
He Hansheng will not change.
Xia Qingqing will become even worse.
She was destined to be let down.
He Hansheng grabbed her hand and lowered his head in pain. His forehead was buried in the back of her hand, and his tall body was shaking violently.
Something dripped onto her hand.
Crystal clear and moist.
Xu Xingran's heart tightened.
This is……
He Hansheng's tears?
He Hansheng cried?
He Hansheng cried?
The arrogant, domineering, always cold and aloof He Hansheng... cried.
After a long while, He Hansheng's shaking shoulders finally relaxed.
He raised his eyes, and his eyes were red.
"Ranran, give me another chance. Give me a chance to make it up to you, please..."
Xu Xingran smiled desperately, looked into his eyes, and shook her head: "He Hansheng, you have no chance."
She picked up the bag beside her and took out a red book from it.
Passed it to He Hansheng.
The words "Marriage Certificate" were clearly written on the red book.
When He Hansheng saw those three words, he felt as if he had been electrocuted.
He took it with trembling hands.
Xu Xingran's voice sounded softly above his head.
"Open it and take a look."
He Hansheng obediently opened it, but because his hands were shaking badly, the process became tedious and complicated.
It took him nearly a minute to open something that was obviously easy to open.
After opening it, the vivid photos on it seemed to send him into the eighteenth level of hell.
She was standing side by side with another man with a smile on her face.
Shen Huaichuan.
Xu Xingran.
couple……
She's married!
She got married!
"The date of this certificate is the day after you canceled the engagement. The child is not yours, but my husband's."
Xu Xingran's voice was like a thousand knives stabbing into his chest.
Bloody.
Fragmented.
He couldn't hold it back, a fishy and sweet taste came up in his chest, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xu Xingran was shocked.
I want to help him.
He Hansheng stretched out his hand to stop her, then his tall body trembled as he climbed up and walked out staggeringly.
Xu Xingran looked at his staggering and desperate figure and closed her eyes.
She knew that her relationship with Han Sheng was completely over.
He Hansheng will not come to disturb her anymore.
Zhang Qingya had been guarding the door, and immediately stood up when she heard the door open.
He Hansheng walked out of the house with a dejected and deathly look on his face.
His steps were unsteady and his face was pale, as if half of his life had been taken away.
Zhang Qingya was so nervous that she didn't dare to speak.
He Hansheng looked so creepy.
Why do I have the illusion that I will die at any time?
She didn't even dare to say anything.
I could only watch He Hansheng leave tremblingly.
Zhang Qingya didn't enter the room until his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Then I saw Xu Xingran squatting on the ground wiping something.
Red liquid on white towel...
Her expression changed drastically with nervousness.
“Ranran!”
Xu Xingran curled the corner of his mouth at her.
"It's not my blood."
Zhang Qingya suddenly covered her mouth.
If it’s not Xu Xingran’s blood, then it must be He Hansheng’s?
He he he...
Could it be that Xu Xingran stabbed He Hansheng?