Since he couldn't find any excuse, Min Hao could only say coldly: "I'm not here to find you." Probably to cover up his guilty conscience.
Han Xiaotao lowered her head and pursed her lips without speaking, because she didn't know what else to say. She had no expectations in the first place. He appeared because he still cared about her, so he followed her and came to find her. And he had already said it
For this reason, what could she do? Xiaotao took a deep breath and said, "Then...I'll leave first..." Then she walked to the other side of the road.
Cui Minhao grabbed her, frowned and said, "Where are you going?"
"Go home." Han Xiaotao no longer had the energy to say a few more words, and the person in front of him was Cui Minhao, making him even more speechless.
"I'll take you to the car." These two short sentences, without any room for negotiation, were indeed Cui Minhao's usual commanding tone. But now, to Han Xiaotao, all this could only be regarded as irony.
"No need, I can find a home by myself." Han Xiaotao said while trying to free her wrist.
Cui Minhao squeezed her harder and ordered: "How can you do this alone? Get in the car."
"No!" Han Xiaotao threw his hand away, still lowering her head, and walked forward quickly. "I can go home by myself, I'm not a child."
Cui Minhao took a step forward, pulled Han Xiaotao back, clamped her shoulders with both hands and dragged her into the car without any explanation. He knew that it was superfluous to say anything to her now. When this girl lost her temper, it was almost
Even ten cows can't be pulled back.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Han Xiaotao struggled as if she was being kidnapped. If Cui Minhao wasn't tall, he might not have been able to restrain her. As soon as she was thrown into the passenger seat, she got up and shouted:
"Cui Minhao, are you sick? I told you I don't want it, so I don't want you to give it to me!"
"Yes, I'm sick, so I don't care about you, a lunatic!" Cui Minhao tied her seat belt, walked around to the other side in a few steps, and got into the car.
Han Xiaotao was still unwilling to be manipulated by Cui Minhao like this. She unbuckled her seat belt, pushed the car door, and was about to run away. Her heart was full of embarrassment, grievance, and anger, and there were some things that even she couldn't explain clearly.
. She obviously wanted to see him, but what would happen if she did? Wouldn’t it just make her sad? These days, one piece of bad news has almost crushed her, and she really can’t bear this kind of suffering.
.
"I don't need your care!"
Cui Minhao quickly held her down and fastened her seat belt, saying, "If I drive now, are you looking for death?"
"Whether I live or die, what does it have to do with you?" Han Xiaotao pushed Cui Minhao hard, and he was like a mountain, holding her down so that she could not move. The two of them sat in a deadlock like this.
In the car, let the light of the setting sun paint them into colors like oil paintings.
"I am your creditor, of course it matters!" Cui Minhao said, taking out the stack of contracts from the car. "Have you forgotten? We still have a contract. Before I announce the end of the contract, you are still my accessory.
, you have to listen to me, live well, and listen to my orders."
Han Xiaotao bit her lip and looked at Cui Minhao. The contract seemed to wake her up. In addition to making unreasonable troubles, she slowly realized more things. Tears of memories welled up in her eyes, those accidental acquaintances and
The encounter, those moments of tears and laughter, those fragments about the person named Cui Minhao, the domineering, proud, arrogant, gentle, affectionate Cui Minhao, and finally the cold, unfeeling Cui Minhao, are all the same.
A flash of light flashed before his eyes. The reason for all this started with a contract. And now, after he said "break up", what did this contract represent? This time, Han Xiaotao was really at a loss.
She didn't understand what she had to do to get back to the original position.
"No, it's not." Han Xiaotao shook her head and tears fell from her eyes. But her expression was not weak, but her voice was trembling. "It's over, everything is over. The end of the contract is gone, so it's long been
A blank piece of paper has no meaning at all. It doesn't belong to you, and neither do I. Cui Minhao, and Han Xiaotao don't even have a contractual relationship anymore. Didn't we agree? Goodbye, we are just strangers.
You have no right to ask a stranger to do anything for you, even if you are Cui Minhao, Cui Minhao of Sapphire Group. Even if you have the whole world, I am not yours." Han Xiaotao looked into Minhao's eyes, but her tears were blurred.
She couldn't see his face clearly from her sight, but she felt that he was so far away from him. She once tried to chase him, but she was already so tired, so tired that she stumbled, but she couldn't catch him.
He was obviously the one who wanted to leave, so why couldn't he leave simply? Why did he bother her to calm down, causing the pain that originally only came out late at night to haunt her, suddenly expanded to hundreds of times, making her
It was unbearable. She grabbed the contract and tore it up in front of Min Hao. "It's gone. There's nothing left. We are no longer what we used to be. Do you understand?"
Do you understand clearly that this is not what you want? Why did I face it bravely, but you flinched again?
Han Xiaotao opened the car door and rushed out. Cui Minhao was still stunned in the car like a fossil. He opened his eyes hard, and the tears in his red eyes were like blooming silver flowers, glowing with cold tones.
Looking at the hurried back of Han Xiaotao who was walking away. His side face was illuminated by the neon lights of the shop next to him, exuding a faint halo, mixed with such sadness and unspeakable suffering, as if the pain was spreading, and the dye was
The sunset and even the setting sun in the entire northern hemisphere also dyed the tears in his eyes red. Until this busy world drowned everyone's emotions, happy and sad, without a trace. No one would
Understand others better. Many people are like two parallel lines in this world that intersect and then gradually move away.
All of this is his own decision, and he can't blame anyone. The blame can only be blamed on fate. Things are unpredictable. Why is the person he loves most the most, his biological sister? He also wants to ask, why is God so cruel? And
He originally thought that his departure would only be a temporary pain, and she would heal herself soon. But why was her expression still so hurt just now? The more she avoided, the more she cared. He now
He knew that she couldn't let go just like him, but he didn't know whether to be happy or worried. His heart was so confused.
Han Xiaotao returned home in embarrassment and closed the door tightly. She could no longer bear the sadness and grievance she had felt for so many days. She sat down with her back against the door and cried loudly, letting out her pain and embarrassment wantonly.
"why why……"
There are too many unsatisfactory things in this world, but nine out of ten times she encountered it, God is unfair after all. She doesn't know what she wants to ask. Why, she has to live with the stigma of being an illegitimate daughter since she was a child?
?Why was she deprived of her family before she had time to enjoy maternal love and childhood? Why did he leave resolutely when she could open her heart? Why were there so many coincidences that made his and her lives...
Inseparable, but with so much pain?
The night began to fall, and the deep darkness enveloped the world, and it seemed that there was no end in sight.
The familiar house, with its dim lights, seemed to be a guiding light in the dark night, making his misty eyes look at the final direction. Is the place that guided him to heaven or hell?
Cui Minhao took a deep breath and remained motionless while leaning against the car door. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, unable to move forward or backward.
He remembered that they were here and were involved in a contract.
He remembered that he, who was hurt in his heart, could only find comfort by waiting in front of that door.
He remembered that it was here that he prayed for his grandfather's consent so that he could hold Han Xiaotao's hand and go on.
He remembered that he swore there to protect her for the rest of his life.
He remembered that when he said those words in front of that door, all his fantasies and expected happiness were wiped out.
But now, she is on the other side of the door, and he is on this side, silent and silent, just like she said, everything is over. He is the one who lets go, and it is he who cannot let go.
That door, just like the "half-mother" relationship between them, can never be broken, allowing them to see each other's true hearts.
Cui Minhao pursed his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down in his throat. The unsaid and unfinished words were forever submerged in the street lights of the dark night. He turned around and got into the car, driving silently into the distance. This time
, there will probably be no turning back.
The light in the room was lonely and bright, illuminating Han Xiaotao's pale and thin face, as well as the tears on her face.
She sat quietly in her mother's room, holding a photo of her mother in her hand. That smile, that innocence, were all gone, as well as the person who put the photo in her hand...
"Now, your mother is watching you too."
"I don't want you to be troubled by anything, even if it's just a simple Western meal or a simple knife. The Han Xiaotao I know is stronger than anyone else."
These are the words Minhao said, the words he said in the last few hours of their love.
"Han Xiaotao, you have to do it. No matter how tired or painful you are, you have to hold on." Xiaotao murmured to the baby in the photo, as if she had made up her mind.
But her mind suddenly thought of the chain that Min Hao gave her when they had dinner with her that day. If it weren't for that chain, how could she recognize Mrs. Bai? And her mother could keep that chain.
, indicating that she values all of this. An idea flashed in Han Xiaotao's mind, and she bent down and took out the small box that Tang Xiaoxiao found last time from under the bed.
The password for this box is four digits, could it be...