Chapter 395: Heartache
Entering the unit door, Nan Zhi closed it hard.
Her slender back pressed against the cold, hard door frame.
The long eyelashes trembled like injured butterfly wings.
Her eyes were flushed, and she clenched her fingers into fists and put them to her mouth, trying to control her emotions.
She was really tired of this kind of entanglement.
It finally cooled down her heart, but it gave her the illusion that he didn't care about her.
Her chest rose and fell violently, and she closed her eyes.
When she opened it again, her mood slowly calmed down.
Can't be deceived anymore.
She didn't want to experience the feeling of being abandoned, hurt, and deceived again and again.
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Mu Sihan stood outside the unit door. Scarlet blood had stained his face. Drops of it fell down his thin chin and onto his shirt. His handsome and unruly face was extremely pale.
But he remained indifferent, as if he didn't feel any pain or discomfort.
The dark and deep eyes were stained with scarlet.
The violent factors in the body are ready to stir up.
He turned his big fist into a fist and punched the wall next to the door hard and violently.
He stood dejectedly at the door, motionless, like a frozen sculpture. However, the bright red color that kept sliding down his forehead was too shocking and frightening.
After he came out of the hospital, Xueer followed him in a taxi.
She stood with her skinny body in the dim light, watching the wound on Mu Sihan's forehead being opened by Nan Zhi, and her heart felt like it was splitting in pain.
Her legs wanted to move forward, but she knew that he didn't want to see her at this time.
Growing up, she had never seen him care so much about a woman other than his family.
Although he is arrogant and arrogant, he is actually indifferent and ascetic towards everyone.
He is handsome, and no matter when he has money or when he has no money, girls who like him will always fall in love with him. But he would never rely on his own conditions to have an affair with a woman or play with her.
His private life is cleaner than anyone else.
She had never seen him flirting with any woman, and she thought he would not do such a thing because of his high IQ and low EQ.
It turns out that it's not that he doesn't know how to do it, it's that he is disdainful and unwilling to face women he doesn't like.
In fact, no one knows that underneath his arrogant and unruly appearance, he has a soft and sensitive heart.
Xue'er saw the blood on his face, and her heart tightened.
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Click, click, click.
No one noticed that in the dark corner, someone captured the scene just now on the camera.
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Mu Zhai.
The old lady was sitting on the sofa, wearing reading glasses and doing embroidery. Her throat felt uncomfortable. She coughed and coughed up blood on her handkerchief.
His physical condition is getting worse and worse, and he may not survive more than a year.
After Xueer left the community where Nan Zhi lived, she did not go to the manor, but to Mu's house. She sat quietly next to the old lady and watched her embroidery.
The flowers embroidered by the old lady are exquisite, beautiful and lifelike.
"Old lady, someone just sent this." The servant handed an envelope into the old lady's hand.
The old lady put down her needlework, pushed up her glasses on her nose, and took the envelope.
The old lady opened the envelope and saw the photo inside, her cloudy eyes flashed with a sharp light.
Three photos.
The first piece of Nan Zhi hit Mu Sihan's forehead hard.
In the second picture, Mu Sihan's face was covered with bright red blood.
In the third picture, Mu Sihan punched the wall hard and injured the back of his hand.
"This girl, knowing that Sihan was injured, still hit him hard?" The old lady had already regarded Mu Sihan as her own grandson, and she felt extremely distressed when she saw his face covered with blood.
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