There was even avoidance and fear in her eyes.

In my ears, there was the faint sound of roaring waves.

"Don't get so close to Qin Haoran...I can give you what he can give you. I will give you whatever you want. I am no worse than him." Rong Jincheng was still emotionally excited. He stood in the dark corner.

The outline of his face became deeper and deeper. He held Han Yurou's wrist tightly, and her hand turned red from being strangled.

"Master Rong, what are you going to do?!" Han Yurou went crazy, "I don't like you, and I don't like being near you. Don't you understand? I hate you, reject you, and don't care about you. Why can't you listen?

Do you understand? Today, what do you want to do?"

"Do you hate me?"

"Yes, I hate you very much."

"But I..." Rong Jincheng's eyes dimmed little by little, without any waves, "I went to the gate of the community to wait for you tonight, but I never saw you. I was afraid that something unexpected would happen to you. Actually, I..."

"Stop talking, let me ask you, can you stop appearing in front of me? To put it bluntly, every time you appear, it is like reminding me of the past. Those two years of hellish life, I

I don’t dare to recall it anymore, so don’t poke me again and again, okay? Do you know that my heart can no longer bear the cracks?”

"Hell..." Rong Jincheng laughed dumbly.

But he obviously thought those two years were... very good.

His nose was sore, and his eyes were covered with a layer of white mist: "Do you hate me?"

"It's all over, what else can you say." Han Yurou turned her head, not wanting to see him. Seeing his face would remind her of things she shouldn't think about.

"Can't you forget those two years? Can't you?"

"Master Rong, tell me, how could you forget? Just tell me!" Han Yurou was hysterical, her eyes turning red.

forget?

If everything in this world could be forgotten, wouldn't it mean that there would be no more sorrow?

She can't forget the two years when she was imprisoned in Jinyuan by Rong Jincheng without freedom. She can't forget that Rong Jincheng threatened her with her father's life over and over again. She can't forget that he tortured her day and night, and she can't forget it.

The pain I suffered on my body has not healed even to this day...

He actually told her how to forget.

If she could forget, she would be the first to choose to forget this.

"Why do you hate me so much...why..." Rong Jincheng laughed dumbly, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little until there was no light anymore.

She was the only woman he had ever coaxed, and she was also the only woman he had bothered to give gifts to. Even because Han Yun was her father, no matter how much he hated Han Yun, he still spent money to extend his life.

He gave her the best, everything he could give her, but why...she hated him so much.

Maybe, he was born not to be liked by anyone.

Without money and power, he is worse than a dog and no one will like him.

He has been an orphan since he lost his mother at the age of five. Even now, he is still...

There are so many people in the world, but no one likes him. He lives a failure.

No one will ask him whether his life is bitter or not, no one will ask him whether it is cold in winter, and no one cares whether he can have enough to eat, whether he is tired from living alone... Probably he was born to live alone, alone.

forever.

The air became a little quieter.
Chapter completed!