A car passed by on the side of the road. It was early winter, and the wind was strong, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes, but she could clearly see the pain in his eyes.
The cold wind made her ears ache; she never expected him to say that.
Xiao Jinhan stared at her, her hair was ruffled by the wind, her cheeks were flushed, and her earlobes were also a little red.
She reached out, pressed his wrist, and turned to walk towards the car.
He opened the car door and pushed her inside. His movements weren't very gentle, but they weren't exactly rough either.
He then sat down as well.
Tang Yaoyao knew that he was angry that she had pushed him to someone else and that she didn't trust him at all.
She took a deep breath and looked at him sideways: "Xiao Jinhan, I didn't push her to you just because she's going to die."
He didn't speak, but just glanced out the window.
The weather is unpredictable; the sky, which was just clear a moment ago, is now covered with dark clouds and a light rain has started to fall, much like his mood.
Tang Yaoyao didn't want the misunderstanding to deepen, so she explained to him, "I really didn't, and I didn't distrust you."
Xiao Jinhan stirred, and she worried that he didn't want to listen, so she opened the door and went out.
Instinctively, she grabbed his hand: "Listen to me, I don't want there to be any misunderstandings between us."
Xiao Jinhan felt the coldness of her palm; her fingertips were like snow, somewhat piercing. He frowned slightly.
He brushed her hand away, took off his coat, turned to the side, and draped it over her shoulders, pulling the coat closer to keep her warm.
His warmth instantly transferred over, and it wasn't as cold as before.
With each breath, she could smell his unique fragrance, which made her heart tremble slightly.
Even in his extreme anger, he was worried that she would catch a cold.
At first, I didn't think I had done anything wrong, and I thought he would understand. But now, looking at him so warmly, I gradually felt guilty.
Just now, her words of advice to Li Ranxue must have felt like a knife cutting through him, like needles pricking him...
She suppressed her pain for the time being and said to him, "Fourth brother, I have never been a white lotus flower. Those who have wronged me have all paid the price. However, Li Ranxue is different. Although she is wrong, she does not deserve to die."
She continued, "She didn't really want to hurt me; she was just desperate. The real cause of this tragedy is that man who looks somewhat like you. He dared to do it but didn't dare to take responsibility, causing Li Ranxue so much suffering. So, we must find him and not let Li Ranxue die in vain."
She rubbed her cold hands, unsure if he was even listening.
Suddenly, Xiao Jinhan reached out his large hand and took her two cold little hands in his palm, gently rubbing them, and asked in a low, indifferent voice, "Are you still cold?"
Tang Yaoyao was overjoyed, her fox-like eyes sparkling: "You understand my feelings now?"
He didn't look into her eyes, but stared at her hands, and said coldly, "You are kind to others, but cruel to me."
Tang Yaoyao grasped his hand in return: "Xiao Jinhan, whether you believe it or not, I still have to say it."
“Li Ranxue believes that you are the one who harmed her, and then died because of you. Even the King of Hell will report you. The dead are the greatest, and if you don’t explain clearly and end her life, the King of Hell will also shorten your lifespan.”
She said sincerely, "There is cause and effect in this world, and I don't want to be unable to grow old with you."
Therefore, those who do bad things will have an unhappy old age; it's all due to cause and effect.
We can't let her fourth brother take the blame for that damned man.
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