Although he himself felt that this idea was very absurd.
"When are you going to let me go?" Xia Tian raised his head and asked again.
"I won't let you go until you make up for my loss."
"What if I can't make it up?"
"Then you stay here all the time, don't even think about leaving."
summer,"… "
After the two of them had dinner, when Xia Tian returned to the room, he found blood on his clothes, his brows wrinkled, obviously he wasn't injured.
He suddenly remembered that when he sat on Bei Minghan's body just now, his expression seemed a little bad...
Could it be...
Was Bei Minghan injured
Xia Tian's heart trembled fiercely, and subconsciously wanted to see how he was injured.
But after thinking about it, what does it matter if he gets hurt
Bei Minghan is such a bad person, he abandoned Mummy, him and baby back then, and now he deserves to be injured.
Besides, didn't he come to Nether City to avenge Mommy? How can you start worrying about him? No, you must not soften your heart to this villain.
After comforting himself, Xia Tian took out a new suit and changed into it. Looking at the two bloody clothes, he felt inexplicably irritable...and distressed.
Xia Tian felt that he must be crazy, this bastard hurt Mommy like that, why should he feel sorry for him!
…
Bei Minghan was dealing with official business in the study, when Xia Tian walked in, he raised his head and looked at this little guy...
"Are you injured?" There was a trace of unnaturalness in Xia Tian's eyes.
"It's just a small injury." Bei Minghan looked at his awkward expression, obviously wanted to care about himself, but was embarrassed, and felt very warm in his heart.
"Don't get me wrong! I don't care about your life or death. It's none of my business that you get hurt... I just... I opened your wound just now, and it's bleeding again. Let me see if you're dead?" Xia Tian stood up and wanted to leave.
Bei Minghan got up and walked towards him, Xia Tian saw that he was still wearing the bloody clothes, that is to say, he didn't care if he was bleeding, so he didn't care about his body
Xia Tian suddenly became a little angry, stared at him and sat back, snorted coldly and turned his head to look aside.
"You hate me? Why?" Bei Minghan stared at him and asked, coughing twice at the same time.
"There are many people who hate you, not just me." Hearing his cough, Xia Tian's little heart was clenched tightly.
"You're right, there are many people who hate me, many people who hate me, and many people who wish I could die... But, I don't care what those people think, I care what you think." Bei Minghan reached out and grabbed Xia Tian With his little hand, he asked again, "Why do you hate me?"
"It's not because you do too many bad things, I just can't understand you, I want to do justice for the heavens." Xia Tian turned his head and stared at him, but seeing the blood on his lower abdomen, he felt sad again, his little mouth clenched sipped it.
"So it's like this... then... if I do more good things in the future, can you try to like me?" Bei Minghan didn't want Xia Tian to hate himself at all.
Looking at his sincere and anxious eyes, Xia Tian felt even more uncomfortable. He suddenly jumped off the sofa and ran away from the study.
Bei Minghan looked at the suddenly empty sofa, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out all at once.
After staring there for a long time, Bei Minghan returned to his desk and continued to deal with official duties.