I thought about thousands of situations to see Han Mo again, and I thought I must have walked past him with my head held high, and the corners of my mouth were cold and expressionless.

I've been destroyed by him once, and I don't want him to push me down in the future.

I also want to be like Zhao Miao, find someone like Liang Heng, take my hand and walk slowly.

I also thought that I didn't have any waves for Han Mo anymore, and those hatreds had been consumed in those three years of hardship, and they were not as good as a bowl of hot beef noodles in that winter.

But it wasn't until today that I realized that some hatred was buried in the bottom of my heart, because it never sprouted, so you thought it didn't exist.

But that's not the case, when I see Han Mo now, the past is like a tide rushing over, I can't stop it, I can't stop it, I can only let them wash me away.

Those silly and dark years, if I could, I wish I could have a keyless lock that I could lock them all up.

"Fu Yao, are you okay?"

Suddenly a warm palm was attached to his forehead, Xu Yi pulled me, and I came back to my senses at this time, retracted my gaze, and smiled wryly: "It's nothing, I remembered what happened to Zhao Miao before."

He understood, "I heard that you and your sister-in-law are college classmates. ”

Han Mo was looking at me, looking at me all the time, and his gaze was like a jackal that had been hungry in the mountains for a long time.

I forced myself not to care, and tried to focus on Xu Yi's words: "Yes, I moved out with Zhao Miao as a freshman, my grandmother is not in good health, I have to earn money to save for medical expenses, her family is not good, I have to earn money to save for my younger siblings' tuition."

"Hardship sees the truth."

"Yes, adversity sees the truth."

Han Mo didn't come over, I don't know why, but I was relieved.

Today is Zhao Miao's big day, I don't want any accidents, and I don't want anything unpleasant to happen because of me.

The ceremony is almost underway, and the toast begins.

I don't drink badly, and Xu Yi takes good care of me, all the way down, I didn't drink much, but Xu Yi was really poured a lot.

This table of toasts will inevitably come to Han Mo.

This is why Zhao Miao asked me not to be a bridesmaid in the first place, but since I have arrived in City A, I am not afraid that Han Mo will see me.

I thought he was going to get angry, but no, he just stared at me for a long time and then drank it down.

Zhao Miao on the side glanced at me, I smiled, and drank it all.

In fact, it's not easy to be a bridesmaid, but the person who gets married is Zhao Miao, no matter how bad it is, I will be it.

After the whole process, I was already a little unconscious, there were too many guests, and no matter how accommodating I was, I still drank a lot of wine.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when it was over, and I hadn't left before the banquet was over.

"Drink some, sober."

Xu Yi brought a bowl of decanting soup, and I looked up at him, not thinking about the drunk Xu Yi just now.

I knew that this kid was pretending to be this kid in a flash, and I couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, you're cunning."

He looked at me and smiled, "Soldiers don't get tired of cheating."

I took the decanting soup and drank it up.

It's a little spicy, but the effect is extremely good.

"Are you staying in a hotel at night?"

I nodded: "I won't join in the fun over there Zhao Miao, single dogs, I can't stand them showing affection."

I'm just joking, I'm not familiar with the rest of them, and I don't have any ideas about the cave room, so I don't want to join in the fun.

And when I saw Han Mo today, I was a little depressed.

"Then I'll take you back to the hotel?"

I couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Xu, do you really think that if you are not drunk, you are not drunk driving?"

He raised his hand and flicked my forehead directly: "Zhao Miao said that you are smart, I didn't see it." Saying that, he paused, and followed my example: "Miss Fu, don't you really know that there is a substitute driver in this world?"

I was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

It seems that he was a little drunk and forgot about this stubble.

I knew that Liang Heng asked him to take care of me, so I didn't refuse.

When I arrived at the door of the hotel, the car came, not the Porsche when I greeted the relatives, but a low-key Audi.

The hotel I stayed in was actually not far away, and it took more than ten minutes to drive.

"I'll send you up."

As soon as I got out of the car, Xu Yi also got out of the car, although I drank the sobering soup, I was still a little drunk, and my steps were a little unsteady.

When I got out of the car, I stumbled a little, and it was Xu Yi who came over to help me.

I stood firm and let go of his help: "No need, I can do it, you have drunk a lot, take a good rest, you still have to make trouble at night."

His brows suddenly furrowed: "Fu Yao, the car has been following us."

I froze, and followed his line of sight, Han Mo was standing next to the car, silently, with a cigarette in his hand, looking up at the two of us.

He avoided my sight at all, and he hid a lot of his cruelty in three years, leaving a pair of deep eyes, and the coldness wrapped in the ridicule at the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

I just felt my teeth tighten, and my hand at my side tugged at the hem of the gown.

"Fu Yao?"

Xu Yi shook me, and I retracted my gaze as if I had just woken up from a dream, took a deep breath, closed my eyes, looked up at him and smiled reluctantly: "It's nothing, maybe it's just a coincidence, I'm going up, you can go back too."

Seeing that I was resolute, he didn't insist anymore, and nodded: "Something called me."

We had already exchanged phone calls this morning, and I nodded, turned and walked up the stairs.

At this time, no one was in or out of the hotel, and I was the only one in the elevator.

I looked down at the toes of my heels and didn't look up until the door of the elevator was about to close and a pair of hands blocked open and someone squeezed in.

When my eyes fell on the face of the visitor, my whole body was cold.

It wasn't cold at all in May, but I felt like I was in the snow and ice of winter.

He didn't speak, there were only two of us in the elevator, and Han Mo stood less than half a meter away from me, staring at me with his eyes fixed.

I looked at him too, but quickly withdrew my gaze, bowing my head and gritting my teeth.

When I saw Han Mo again, the only thing I wanted to do was to take a knife and stab him in the heart, so that he could feel what heartache was.

But what I want more is that old age and death don't get along.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and I hurriedly walked out with my legs raised.

The heels were suddenly crooked, and I stood firm against the elevator door, lifted the hem of my skirt and ran forward.

There were only the two of us in the hallway, except for the sound of my high heels "clucking", and the sound of Han Mo's leather shoes hitting the ground behind him.

It's like knocking on my heart.

I thought I would be able to make a difference in three years, but it turned out that I was instinctively scared when I saw this man.

Although I hated him, I was even more afraid of him, so afraid that I didn't want to see him at a glance.

When the door opened, I quickly dodged in and closed the door, but I still didn't close the door.

I knew that Han Mo wouldn't let me go so easily.

But I'm not that Fu Yao anymore, I'm not the Fu Yao who was so stupid that I had to kill my own child with my own hands.

I let go when he squeezed in, and looked up at him with a half-pointed expression on my face: "What are you doing?"

He watched me take a step forward and hooked the corner of his mouth: "Fu Yao, who is very capable, has been hiding for three years."

I just thought it was funny, "Han Mo, you're too self-righteous, why should I avoid you?" ”

He seemed to think of something, the expression on his face was like a storm, and before I could react, his neck was directly clasped by his hand: "Who told you to beat the child off?"

He used all his strength, as he had done before, to put me to death.

But I didn't want to die, I didn't want to die, and I didn't want to die now, and I didn't want to die at his hands.

I raised my hand to clasp the back of his hand, the nails that had just been made were very hard, and the scratches were directly scratched on his hands, and the smell of blood seeping out of the air spread in the air, but he didn't frown.

I felt my breath being snatched away little by little, and with a slight lower gaze, I raised my leg and kicked directly at his mid-range.

Han Mo lowered his head slightly, and when he raised his hand to block my leg, the hand that was directly grabbing my neck was released, I lowered my head and took a bite, and when I raised my hand, I grabbed the bag in the entrance and threw it at him: "I want to kill it myself, such a wild seed, why should I stay?"

"Wild seeds?"

He looked at me, his forehead tightened.

I took a step back and looked at him and sneered: "What is not a wild seed?" The daughter of a little junior became a child of a junior child, what is it that is not a wild seed?! ”

The resentment that had been backlogged for more than three years exploded all at once.

I looked at the vase on the coffee table next to me, picked it up and smashed it on his head.

He didn't dodge, and his eyes kept falling on my face, as if he was sure that I wouldn't fall at all.

"Bang."

The porcelain vase shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, just like my broken heart.

Blood flowed down Han Mo's head, just like after I smashed him with a wine bottle, and soon half of his face was covered in blood.

I just looked at it, and I couldn't help but laugh when I looked at it, and then I glared at him with a cold look on his face: "Get out!"

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, looked down, and then looked up at me again: "Very good, Fu Yao."

Han Mo gritted his teeth when he said this, and the eyes of the Danfeng who ended up were full of gloom.

It's a pity that I'm no longer the Fu Yao I used to be.

Man's greatest fear is because of love, and if I don't love him anymore, I will have nothing to fear.