Bai Zhihan left the box in a very strange mood, not quite sure what mood it was, but it was definitely not anger.

From the time Su Xiaobai asked him why he didn't want her, he believed her a little, but the dignity in his heart was making trouble, and if he didn't hear more powerful evidence, he couldn't admit that he was wrong.

Of course, Murong's words were not too strong evidence, but Bai Zhihan was not a fool, and after going through everything in his mind, the word "believe" swept away all the previous doubts at an extremely fast speed.

Bai Zhihan opened the car door, and his feet on the accelerator were a little fluttering, and it seemed that he could fly into the sky in the next second. So, in the deep winter night, Bai Zhihan drove his Rolls-Royce so fast that he was reluctant to put it down when he almost stepped on the accelerator.

The villa with Su Xiaobai was shining with warm lights, like a light in the dark forest, marking his way home.

However, after the ecstasy, only deep self-reproach remains.

When he saw the photo of Su Xiaobai and Murong, he was immersed in the pain of being betrayed by Su Xiaobai, so much so that he derived all kinds of things that hurt her later.

He was the one who left her on the mountain, no matter how much she cried and cried, and he would not look back. He was the one who locked her up in the villa and didn't believe her explanations.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see Su Xiaobai standing on the cold and windy mountain, crying and chasing her step by step.

In the face of his resolute back, she should be heartbroken, right?

Bai Zhihan also wanted to change his paranoia, but he couldn't. Just thinking that Su Xiaobai might be ambiguous with other men, he was so angry that he was about to go crazy.

Possessiveness and paranoia towards her have become almost the best nourishment for paranoia.

Bai Zhihan sighed, slowly turned the doorknob, and walked into the bedroom lightly.

"Su Su?" he shouted tentatively, wanting to see if Su Xiaobai was awake.

When Su Xiaobai heard his voice, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and before he walked to the edge of the bed, he pulled the corners of the quilt up without a trace, and buried most of his face in the quilt.

In a few seconds, Bai Zhihan stood beside the bed. Su Xiaobai closed his eyes, and his slender and thick eyelashes quietly cast a silhouette on his eyelids.

Those eyes, how good they should look when they are opened, Bai Zhihan knows.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch Su Xiaobai's eyelashes, and the fan-shaped trembling in fright.

Bai Zhihan sighed, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

The footsteps faded away until they disappeared. Su Xiaobai opened his eyes and continued to look out the window in a daze.

She couldn't figure out what Bai Zhihan's sigh was, let alone what his sudden intimate salutation was.

His gentleness is like the bright moon in the water, it seems that it is within reach, but when he stretches out his hand, he can only catch a nothingness.

Well, she was a little scared.

Not long after leaving, Bai Zhihan returned to the bedroom. He sat down beside Su Xiaobai's bed with a body of water vapor and pinned her broken hair behind her ears.

He knew that Su Xiaobai hadn't slept, and she probably didn't want to see him with her eyes closed.

However, whether she wanted to or not, she would see him for many days and nights to come.

At this time, you should say something, such as apologize or something.

The three words "I'm sorry" have been rolled in my heart thousands of times, little by little, to my mouth, but back to my heart.

He scooped up Su Xiaobai and hugged him tightly in his arms, and the sound of water vapor penetrated into Su Xiaobai's eardrums.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Bai Zhihan said it twice in a row, perhaps because he was too guilty, and his voice sounded extremely soft and soft.

If you ignore the content of the words, it is likely to give people the illusion that he is saying good night.

Su Xiaobai couldn't stay calm anymore, she pushed Bai Zhihan away, looked at him in a daze, and what flashed in her mind over and over again was what he had just said.

Does his apology to her mean that he already knows that she is innocent?

"Why do you apologize?" asked Su Xiaobai expressionlessly.

Bai Zhihan didn't expect her to ask such a question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Have you found out the truth?" Su Xiaobai then asked.

Bai Zhihan met her gaze and nodded.

Su Xiaobai looked at him steadily, for a long, long time, the two looked at each other silently, and neither side would take the lead in looking away.

Suddenly, the wind roared, and the snow began to fall again.

Su Xiaobai unconsciously glanced out the window and muttered, "Why is it snowing again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hot tear slipped down his cheek and into the futon.

She was extremely aggrieved, and she didn't feel anything other than grievances.

So, did he apologize only when he knew the truth? If he would never know the truth for the rest of his life, would he have to lock her up in the villa with that indifferent attitude for the rest of his life?

Su Xiaobai took a deep breath and wanted to calm herself down, but she couldn't calm down at all.

That tear smashed into Bai Zhihan's heart, almost shattering his heart.

He took Su Xiaobai into his arms again and used a lot of strength to bind her tightly in his arms. Su Xiaobai would struggle violently at first, but later found that it was just in vain and gave up.

She bit her lower lip to keep herself from crying.

Bai Zhihan suddenly pinched her jaw and forced her to let go of her lower lip.

Su Xiaobai stared at Bai Zhihan with teary eyes, his eyes full of tears contained too much lethality, like a thread tightly strangling Bai Zhihan's heart.

He lowered his head and pressed the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, his lips to lips, the breath of the two of them intertwined.

"Forgive me. Bai Zhihan said in a low voice.

Su Xiaobai was indifferent and did not make any response. She is very aggrieved now, and she doesn't want to see Bai Zhihan at all.

Bai Zhihan kissed away her tears little by little, and his movements were gentle as if he was treating his cherished treasure. Su Xiaobai is also a unique treasure to him.

After kissing him, he said "I'm sorry", and finally he pressed against Su Xiaobai's forehead and said in a voice so small that only the two of them could hear: "I won't do it again next time." ”

Su Xiaobai snorted, not knowing whether to forgive him or not.

Bai Zhihan said this sentence only symbolically announcing that whether she forgives or not, he will hold her to sleep tonight.

He hugged Su Xiaobai and fell to the bed, proving with practical actions that his idea was not just thinking.

Su Xiaobai was not happy, and put his hands against his chest, pushing him aside as much as possible.

Bai Zhihan grabbed her hand, and it didn't take much effort to easily turn passive into active.

"Can you dry your hair first?" Su Xiaobai suddenly spoke.

Bai Zhihan was stunned for a few seconds, and replied a little stupidly: "Yes." ”