I don't understand love, I think possessing is just those who are qualified.
And I was disqualified at the beginning, because I am a person who can't even promise to others tomorrow.
—Dongfang Han.
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When she was five years old, a sudden fire in the Dongfang family burned her home, her parents, and everyone she knew.
She came back after taking a life, and later lived a life of deprivation. He has stolen things, digs wild vegetables, ate leftovers, and even caught rats in the trash can when he was about to starve to death. But she never complained about fate, because since she can remember, she has never reported any expectations for her life.
She stopped and walked in every country. Fortunately, she was used to seeing the indifference and ruthlessness between people. Compared with those of her same age who were tossed and sold, she learned to protect herself well. She would rather dress herself up as a stinky and dirty beggar. She would not sell her soul for survival like those women. At least, the meaning of her wanting to live is not so dirty.
Therefore, at that time, she was cold-blooded and ruthless like her father.
She never felt guilty even if she took away food from a dying person in order to live well.
This is the case in this world. The so-called justice and conscience are nothing more than excuses for survival.
Sometimes she also wondered how the conscienceless things she did would not be dirty.
Xu Wangai smiled and said to her before she died, let her not be sad, don't feel sad because of her death, because this is her retribution, she killed too many people during her lifetime, and her fingers were too heavy. The smell of blood that can't be washed away, there will be a day like this, sooner or later.
Dongfang Han believes that because her father and mother, as well as those who have done evil things up and down in the Dongfang family, have received their due retribution in this way.
She also believes that she will come to this point.
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Ugo and the others, standing outside the corridor, saw a familiar figure standing in front of them, and the three of them were obviously surprised.
"This is the last time." Dongfang Han took off his sunglasses and looked at them and said.
"Don't linger, you can go in." Where did the impatient Victor care about what Dongfang Han said, he quickly opened the door and pushed her in, until he watched the door close in front of him, and Ugo standing outside looked at him. It has always been complicated.
Entering the ward, Dongfang Han's footsteps were light and light. At this moment, Jiang Junxi, who was lying in bed, had taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor and fell asleep deeply. Even the sound of opening the door did not wake him up.
Until Dongfang Han walked to his side and looked down at that weak and pale face, he didn't know what dream he was dreaming now, frowning and struggling in pain.
When did she ever see this man who has always been not afraid of the sky and not afraid of the wind, the wind and the rain, showing this appearance, and she has never seen him sleeping with him during the period when she lost her memory.
Jiang Junxi is a smart person who knows the consequences of entanglement with someone like her, but he stands with her without hesitation.
His feelings for her, she believes it has been, has never changed.
She also believes that what Ugo said is true. If she speaks, Jiang Junxi will go through all kinds of fire and water for her.
But how did he understand that she had never wanted these things for Dongfang Han, and she didn't care about them.
The more you gain, the more you lose.
This is what her parents taught her.
So she never had any hope for her future, and she never had a little extravagant hope for so-called happiness.
"Xiaohan... Xiaohan... I'm sorry, don't go..." Dongfang Han was taken aback and saw Jiang Junxi muttering in pain with his eyes closed, because now in his dream he dreams of his beloved girl turning and leaving with other men, no matter what he is. She yelled, no matter how she kept, she never stopped her and looked back at him.
What a desperate thing, what a heartbreaking scene.
Seeing this, Dongfang Han pulled a chair and sat down, stretched out his hand and gently held the hand that was cold from the nightmare, held it in the palm of his hand, looked down at him, and said softly: "Actually, I never I never left, but you Jiang Junxi never believed it."