Chapter Sixty-Seven: Her Heaven and Hell Are But His Words

Before Jian Anran could answer, He Chenze's mobile phone suddenly rang, and someone called him.

When the phone was answered, He Chenze's expression suddenly changed, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he didn't believe the news he heard, and then pushed Jian Anran away from his side, and said in a deep voice:

"Go back to your own room. ”

"Brother?"

Jian Anran didn't know what was going on, but he felt that He Chenze had too many cars before and after, and something must be wrong.

Seeing Jian Anran sitting still, He Chenze simply stood up and left, as if he couldn't avoid her.

"Brother!"

Jian Anran called that, He Chenze did not look back, but accelerated the pace of leaving.

At this time, his eyes were full of extremely complicated emotions.

Since that day, He Chenze has not directly faced Jian Anran, Jian Anran is completely unclear about the situation, she has been waiting for him to explain to her what is going on.

Jian Anran waited for him to come out at the door of He Chenze's room, but He Chenze had walked out of the door half a step every day.

"Knock-"

Jane knocked on the door as usual.

I thought it was futile again, but I didn't want to, but this time the door opened.

He Chenze opened the door, at this time he was much more decadent than he saw a few days ago, his face was full of stubble, and his hair was unkempt and looked a little lazy.

"What's the matter?"

The cold voice came into the eardrums, Jian Anran looked at the man looking at each other, stunned, and then spoke: "Brother, how can you ignore me? Did An Ran do something wrong that made you angry? If so, you can say it, I will definitely change it, can you, please return to the way you used to be." ”

There was a bit of humility in the words.

His avoidance made her feel aggrieved and afraid.

She didn't want to live without seeing him again.

He Chenze didn't speak, he was silent for a long time, and the two of them were deadlocked at the door, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

"It's none of your business. ”

He Chenze only explained simply, "It's my own problem." ”

He didn't want to continue his ambiguous relationship with her, nor did he want to continue this illusory love.

It's not that he doesn't love, but that it's hard to say, and he chooses to bear it silently alone.

"Jian Anran, stop thinking about me, let's start again, you are still my He Chenze's... Younger sister. ”

Before saying the last two words, he paused for a long time, as if he had made a lot of determination.

Cut off thoughts about him?

"Brother, you're joking, aren't you?"

Digesting He Chenze's words, Jian Anran's eyes were full of disbelief, she opened her mouth with a slight cry, and her voice was a little hoarse due to the anger attacking.

She never thought that the man in front of her would one day draw a line with her so openly.

A few days ago, he said that he wanted to marry her.

He gave her the best hopes, but in just a few days, she was completely desperate.

In just a few days, the gap between heaven and hell is nothing more than enough to successfully destroy a person.

He Chenze was silent, and there was a struggle in his eyes.

He wants to bear the truth of the matter silently alone, and he doesn't want to be sad and broken alone.

All the pain, he just bears it alone.

He Chenze directly brought the door and isolated Jian Anran from the door again, he was afraid that if she saw her for another second, he would be soft-hearted and reluctant to leave her.

If loving her is as simple as being the enemy of the world, of course he will do whatever it takes to be with her.

But the truth behind the matter is much more cruel than that.

A prompt sound came from He Chenze's mobile phone, and He Chenze walked over quickly to pick up the mobile phone, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

He hoped that the person who called him anonymously that day was just lying, but he was wrong.

Yang Mingyu reported to He Chenze that he was indeed in Jian Anran's adoptive father's house and found a photo of Jian Anran when he was a child.

In that photo, there is also a young man standing side by side with Jane Anran.

The man's face couldn't be clearer, it was the man he was most familiar with since he was a child, his father.

Suddenly remembering all the things before, He Chenze only felt a splitting headache, his father called her Nini when he first saw Jian Anran, and when his father was demented, no one could dissuade him, but he would actually listen to Jian Anran's words.

Everything was unusual, but he didn't think much of it at the time.

Could she really be his half-sister?

The position of the heart throbbed violently.

He Chenze took out a bottle of red wine from the drawer, opened it directly, and poured it into his stomach, his stomach was hot, but when he drank it, his heart was not half comfortable.

Then he took out another bottle of wine and poured it into his stomach.

After a few bottles of wine, He Chenze thought that alcohol could numb himself, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, and the more he drank, the clearer Jian Anran's smile became.

He loves her!

Fate really jokes!

The wine bottle inadvertently touched the medicine box on He Chenze's desk.

With a "pop-" sound, the medicine box fell to the ground, all the items inside spilled, and a medical scalpel rolled out of the mustard.

The back of the knife was bright, and He Chenze's eyes hurt when he was stabbed.

He had wanted to use it, to protect her.

That night in the reeds on the outskirts of the city, the scene of his first kiss to her seemed to be right in front of him.

Her lips are delicate and soft.

Actually, he didn't tell her, it was also his first kiss.

Moving out of the good memories, He Chenze instinctively looked away, but he couldn't help but look at the scalpel on the ground.

He picked up the knife from the ground, this knife was not stained with blood, and it was a gift from his university teacher to encourage him to pursue a career in forensics.

He was reluctant to use it for many years, and only stayed by his side as a souvenir.

Now it has a new meaning for him, that is, it bears witness to his first kiss with her, to witness the throbbing of their young hearts.

"Dangdangβ€”"

In a trance, the sound of tapping on the glass came into the eardrum, and looking in the direction of the sound source, He Chenze found a black shadow outside the window.

He Chenze's nerves immediately became alert, and he was very sure that there was someone outside his window.

Probably a thief!

And he's a thief who can climb high!

Because his room was on the second floor and there was no terrace outside the window.

He Chenze held the scalpel in his hand and approached the window of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Calming down, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and He Chenze directly opened the window.

A dark figure appeared at his feet, and she looked up at him with an embarrassed little face, "Brother, it's me, pull me up." ”

Jian Anran stretched out her hand to ask He Chenze for help, in order to see He Chenze, she could be said to have done everything, and she actually thought of sneaking up to the second floor where He Chenze was located by following the drainage pipe outside the window directly from the garden on the first floor.

She doesn't have a brain?

What should I do if I climb to the second floor and get hurt?

He Chenze twisted his eyebrows, then grabbed Jian Anran's hand with his big hand, and with force in his hand, he directly dragged Jian Anran's body into the room.

"Brother, don't be angry with me, in order to see you, you see that my hands are broken. ”

Jian Anran spread out her palm and motioned to He Chenze to look, only to see that the originally white and delicate hand was not satisfied with the bruises.

Looking at the wounds on Jian Anran's palms, large and small, of different lengths, He Chenze's eyes deepened, he controlled his urge to hug her for comfort, and secretly scolded her in his heart.

Idiot!

How could he be really angry with her?

Moreover, the problem between them is far more than just anger.