"It's all me, it's all me...it's all me that hurt you, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

Hearing Han Jingnian collapsed and shouted again, Xia Wan'an, who was obviously very scared, didn't know where he got the courage. He jumped up from the ground, rushed over without hesitation, and hugged Han Jingnian.

Han Jingnian broke free from Xia Wan'an and threw her heavily to the ground without thinking.

Xia Wan'an regardless of the pain, got up and hugged Han Jingnian again with stubbornness: "Han Jingnian, it's me, I am Xia Wan'an, Han Jingnian..."

Han Jingnian could not hear her words. The darkness made him immersed in his nightmare and couldn't get out of it.

He had only one idea, which was to break free from the person who clamped him.

With the first time, Xia Wan'an almost used all his strength to stick to him.

However, even so, Han Jingnian broke free from her little by little. Seeing that she was about to be thrown out by him again, Xia Wan'an suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him in the face.

Her lips, from his cheek, kissed his nose all the way, then found his lips and pressed them hard.

He violently pulled her away, and was about to throw her out force, and paused slightly.

Xia Wan'an endured a little fear, trembled her eyelashes, and kissed him gently.

Gradually, she felt the force of tearing her from his hands slowing down bit by bit, and his collapsed mood was slowly recovering.

It was not until he calmed down that Xia Wan'an left his lips: "Han Jingnian..."

As her voice rang, she clearly felt the man's body tremble violently, and then his voice sounded from the top of her head, hoarse and weak: "Is it you?"

Xia Wan'an softly said, as if coaxing a child, and said softly: "Yeah, it's me."

"I've been by your side all the time, so don't be afraid..."

The dark space was very quiet, and Han had not responded for a long time.

After a while, Xia Wan'an heard his dazed voice: "You've been there?"

"Yes, I've been there all the time..."

The sound of Xia Wan'an speaking was still very soft, as if the spring breeze blew across the earth, making Han Jingnian's heart feel extremely at ease in an instant.

Han Jingnian's eyes suddenly felt sore, and she couldn't say a word.

He raised his hand, grabbed her arm, pulled her forward, and pulled her firmly into his arms.

He hugged her very hard, as if he wanted to inlay her whole body into his body.

Xia Wan'an felt a little painful when he was hugged, but she didn't say anything.

I don’t know how long it took, Han Jingnian spoke again, his tone with a hint of undetectable tension and anxiety: “I… am I very bad just now?”

Hearing this sentence, Xia Wan'an's heart felt like a continuous needle pricked her heart, causing dense pain.

She felt cruel just from her grandmother’s mouth about what happened when she was a child, but as the person involved, what kind of mood did he survive it?

At that time, he was only five years old... he witnessed his father dying in front of him, but he had no choice...

Xia Wan'an's throat was suddenly blocked. She swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in discomfort before she barely made herself make a sound: "No, it's bad..."
Chapter completed!