Afterwards, every time Chi An recalled the scene in the basement, his heart trembled violently.
He couldn't understand why Su Kui would go and return, and even willingly dedicate his first time.
Chi An didn't want to think about it, thinking that as long as she was willing to stay with him at this moment, it was enough. The idea was quite self-deceiving.
But the one who fell in love first loses first.
However, Chi An suffered a terrible defeat, but he was also contented.
In a dilapidated old tube building in Kyoto, drunkards and gamblers can be seen everywhere, stinky gutters crisscrossing the streets, and fat rats running around unscrupulously on the road full of garbage.
Chaos, violence, and crime are everywhere.
In the depths of the street, a dramatic scene is playing out in a suite in the tube building.
"Let go of me! You are wanted now! I really didn't expect you to be so perverted! Your psychology has been distorted! Let go! What do you want after I was killed by you?!"
Han Yuan dragged an old suitcase with his right hand, his tousled hair was on his head, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked much older.
Thinking of the great days in the wooden house, he really regretted not. Putting a virtuous and elegant wife and a well-behaved daughter do not want, but was blinded by the memory of the past, now it is too late to regret it.
"Dad, are you going to abandon me? Just like abandoning mother?"
Han Qingyin's knuckles turned white because of force, and he clenched Han Yuan's sleeves tightly and refused to let go. He also had a baby-fat pale face that was abnormally distorted, and his tone was strange and terrifying.
Han Yuan now even looked at her and felt terrible. During the days when Duan Dong was hiding in Tibet, he had been wondering whether the daughter who always clinged to him at the beginning did not exist.
Or is it lurking beside him, always a devil
"I didn't abandon her, she left by herself!" Han Yuan's expression was unnatural for a moment, and he vigorously broke free of Han Qingyin's entanglement, his sleeves split open with a thorn, he ignored him, and he turned to the same without looking back. Walked to the stained living room.
"Don't pester me. I have done my best to you. You have fallen into this field. It is all your own fault. Our father and daughter's love is here, right?"
Han Yuan said this with a cold face, and he was about to open the door and go out.
Just before leaving, Han Qingyin whimpered in her ears, and her grievances were so uncontrollable, "Dad, everything is my fault. I know that I am tired of you. For the last time, you, can you... hug me ?"
Han Yuan's footsteps stopped abruptly and could no longer move.
Indecision is a fatal flaw, and Han Yuan happened to be the most indispensable for this, he hesitated.
Even with countless cruel and cruel evidences of murder in front of him, for a while, it would be difficult for Han Yuan to switch back from the original scene of filial piety from his father and daughter.
So, he just hesitated a little, and sighed, "Oh, you can do it yourself..."
Putting down the suitcase, turning around and hugging the petite girl, stroked her hair as usual.
suddenly--
His heart was pierced, and the sharp pain from his chest made his eyes widen, and he pushed Han Qingyin away violently.
He lowered his head in disbelief, a waterfall of blood gushing out of his heart, and a sharp dagger stuck in his heart.
"You..." The index finger tremblingly lifted up, but only had time to spit out a word, then fell back and fell to the ground Shen Shen.
"Dad, you asked for this!"