"That's right, I confessed my love to her. Didn't you see that she was so confused and conflicted? I feel bad for her and I can't bear it!"
Zhou Han picked up his collar and punched him hard again, "It's not your turn to comfort him!" His own hand was also hurting.
Zhou Yang ignored the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and stood up with his palms, "Since Qingyou is Xia Xia's sister, brother, just let it go. I think you should know your woman's biggest weakness, which is her soft heart, especially towards her family.
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Zhou Han glared at Zhou Yang, but couldn't say a word to refute.
"Xia Xia's happiness, if you can't give it, let it go. You often say that Qingyou is the best, but you are not the same? You want Xia Xia to be happy, you want to protect Xia Xia, but the fact is... you have brought her so much.
So much pain!"
Zhou Han just punched Zhou Yang in the face, but Zhou Yang stabbed Zhou Han's heart with a needle.
Zhou Han sneered and stepped back, "Haha, you're right!" He frowned and raised his head helplessly, Xia Xia, am I too domineering? Am I too self-righteous? But, I can't leave
You, you are even more forbidden to leave...
"I won't force her to do anything, but as long as she is willing, I will definitely take her away!" Zhou Yang said this and turned around to leave.
Zhou Han walked to the bench blankly and sat down feebly. The warm yellow street lamp illuminated a corner of the park, but it could not illuminate the heart of the distressed person. Who was the bright light in his heart?
Five years ago, Qingyou left. Five years later, will Xia Xia also leave? Is he so untrustworthy? Zhou Han clenched his fists tighter and tighter, his joints turning white, and his nails digging into his flesh...
When Zhou Han returned home, Xia Xia had already gone to bed and Zhang's mother had heated up the food. He hadn't eaten anything all day today. How could he be described as tired?
Zhang's mother anxiously walked back and forth around the dining table several times, and finally couldn't help but say, "Master, Xia Xia was crying just now and took medicine before falling asleep. What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Han was startled and said, "Mother Zhang, take care of her these days. I'll take care of the rest." Then he continued to eat.
"Okay!" Zhang Ma nodded. She just vaguely heard in the room that Qingyou was Xia Xia's sister. The past thirty years ago gradually emerged in her mind, but thirty years was really too long, and she couldn't remember it.
Not sure, she didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Zhou Han, so she didn't mention it at all, but she was very sure - Qingyou was definitely not Xia Xia's sister!
After eating, Zhou Han gently pushed open the door to the room. Xia Xia was sleeping on the bed, with the quilt covering her head like no one else. He walked in, opened a corner of the quilt, and saw Xia Xia, who was sleeping soundly, with flushed cheeks.
Red, it must be boring. He shook his head, carefully pulled down the quilt a little, and leaned next to her. He teased her bangs that were wet with sweat with his fingers, and looked at her lovingly. Xia Xia was like a little baby.
She was sleeping like a cat, breathing evenly, with her mouth slightly open because of a stuffy nose, and some beads of sweat on her forehead. She felt the warmth of Zhou Han's body, and couldn't help but move closer to the source of warmth, curling up and hiding in Zhou Han's arms.
Zhou Han was still wearing his clothes and trousers, and the brocade box in his pocket was pressed against the outside of his thigh. He reached in and took out the brocade box, clicked it with his thumb, and a sparkling pink diamond appeared in front of his eyes. The low-key shimmer of the pink diamond was like
Xia Xia is not ostentatious or wanton, she just hides in the corner and emits a weak innate light and heat, subtle and beautiful. This ring is destined to belong to Xia Xia.
"Xia Xia," Zhou Han whispered, "Xia Xia, we have to persist. No matter what we encounter, we have to persist. Believe me, I will give you the greatest happiness..." Then he leaned forward and pressed a kiss on her forehead.
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Zhou Han knew that his proposal would be rejected now. He knew Xia Xia very well. He closed the brocade box, put it in the drawer, and let it live here for the time being.