"She ......, I don't know if I asked you, right?"

Han Mochen's fluttering voice sounded again, and it was extremely empty and powerless.

Then, a series of extremely tightly rhythmic coughing sounds sounded again.

subconsciously moved his gaze back to Han Mochen beside the bed.

As soon as his eyes touched, the eyes of the white dove were stung by the bright red blood stains on the white silk handkerchief in the man's hand.

"She doesn't know, according to what you said, I only said that it was instructed by the husband."

Not to let the condemnation of his conscience swallow up his reason, the white dove has been trying.

"Thank you."

Calmly put the dirty silk handkerchief aside, and Han Mochen slowly took out a new handkerchief from his arms.

"Don't thank me, I'm for my husband and for myself."

After saying that, before he could say a word of farewell, the white dove had already left the house.

Under the reflection of the yellow light in the room, the figure of her departure seemed particularly hasty.

It seems that there is a feeling of panic and running away.

"I'm sorry."

In the dark night, at the edge of the dusk light, a woman's voice sounded, as if there was nothing.

……

In order to wait for an answer, Li Linxi didn't close his eyes all night.

Knowing that he saw that the sky had turned white, he fell asleep in a daze.

Buckle –

Outside the door, there was a crisp knock.

Strangely, the sound was just a moment.

The voice was not heavy and indistinct, and someone in the back room was awake, but there was just enough to hear it.

The knock was greeted by endless silence.

Buckle –

After about five or six minutes, two knocks rang out of the door one after the other.

It will be greeted with the same ending as the previous one.

There was no movement in the room, and a faint sigh was heard outside.

The hand that had been held in the air all along, and the hand that had knocked on the door just now was retracted, and a trace of sadness crossed Han Mochen's eyes.

By this time, she should have woken up.

He ......, shouldn't he have come here, shouldn't he have come to disturb her?

Knowing that she didn't mean that to him, why couldn't he just let it go?

Why, did he want to make this stalker and do what he hated the most before?

Why, why did he do all this here, knowing that it was futile?

When did he start to become what he is now?

When did he become so unrestrained?

Later, after thinking about these questions for a long, long time, Han Mochen finally understood.

Perhaps, from the moment he fell in love with Li Linxi, he had changed.

"Mochen, are you looking for Xiaoxi?"

As soon as he got out of the house, he saw Han Mochen who had been standing silently at the door next door, and Han Moyan stepped forward to ask.

Hearing Han Moyan's voice, Han Mochen looked up at the closed door in front of him, his face flushed with embarrassment that could not be ignored, and he shook his head gently.

"No, I'm here to find your brother."

"Come in and sit down, I happen to have something to do with you."

Seeing that Han Mochen was deliberately lying, Han Moyan didn't poke it, but just took Han Mochen into his house.

After walking a few steps forward, seeing that he was about to enter the house, Han Moyan noticed that there were footsteps at a distance behind him.

Just listening to the voice, it's not crisp and neat at all. Even, there is the sound of shoe soles dragging on the ground.

Listening to the sound in his ears, Han Moyan's body became more and more stiff.

Pretending to inadvertently glanced in the direction of Han Mochen behind him, and sure enough, he saw the rickety body of the person behind him, as well as his stumbling steps.

Somewhere in his heart began to tremble slightly, and even his breathing began to become more and more unsteady.

His younger brother has been pampered since he was a child.

Food, use, clothing, everything is the best.

was originally the pride of the sky, and he was born with great pride and dignity.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that the proud son of the sky and the noble son of the sky would become like this now.

He was born proud, arrogant, and now he has become such an unbearable appearance, how uncomfortable he must be in his heart!

Accustomed to living under the center light of the stage, what a devastating blow it should have been to him now to make him stand out from everyone.

The sadness and pain in it, I'm afraid that he is the only one who understands.

In order to maintain Han Mochen's only remaining pride, Han Moyan tried his best to slow down his movements.

Although they still entered the house in front of Han Mochen, the time spent by the two in the end was almost the same.

"Sit down."

As soon as Han Mochen entered the house, Han Moyan immediately closed the door and cast a spell by the way.

That spell can wrap the entire interior of the room.

Others can't get in, and people inside can't get out. Even, even the sound inside can't be heard.

"Brother, what are you going to do here?"

Realizing that something was wrong, Han Mochen immediately wanted to rush out before the spell was completed.

However, now that his body is broken, how can he be more vigorous than Han Mochen.

didn't break out in time, Han Mochen used his remaining spiritual power to urge the spell.

If he wants to destroy Han Moyan's enchantment, but at this time, he is far inferior to the original him, and he has no ability to do what he wants to do.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Knowing that he really had no way to get out of here by himself, looking at Han Moyan with resolute eyes beside him, Han Mochen had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Mochen, don't worry, let's have a good chat, I just want to have a good chat with you."

didn't look at Han Mochen's nervous questioning posture, Han Moyun replied lightly.

As he spoke, he sat down on a chair beside the wooden table in the room and poured two cups of tea.

"Sit down."

glanced up at Han Mochen, gently patted a chair beside him, and motioned for him to sit there.

Frowning and looking fixedly on Han Moyan's body, Han Mochen followed his meaning and sat in that position.

After knowing and getting along with Han Moyan for so many years, Han Mochen can basically predict Han Moyan's purpose this time.

In fact, he had long thought that there might be such a situation.

It's just that this situation came a lot earlier than he expected.

"Mochen, do you hate me?"

There are no superfluous detours, and Han Moyan hits the nail on the head.

"Brother, I've never hated you."

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Mochen immediately answered truthfully.

"Why? You know, I've always wanted to kill you. ”

Taking a sip of tea gently, Han Moyan asked.

When Han Moyan asked this, his tone was extremely flat.

The tone of demeanor and tone was like asking Han Mochen, "What did you eat for breakfast today".

Listening to Han Moyan's question, Han Mochen was slightly silent for a moment.

Then, he continued, "Brother, we all know that you never thought of really hurting me. ”

Hearing this, Han Moyan's eyes were obviously dull for a moment.

However, that emotion only existed for about a few seconds.

"How so?"

Putting the teacup back on the table, Han Moyan replied.

didn't directly answer Han Moyan's question, Han Mochen just smiled and said softly,

"You're my brother, how could I not know you."

Han Moyan's hand paused, and his eyes melted for a moment.

"You should know that your favorite mother and grandmother killed my mother."

Hearing this from Han Moyan's mouth again, Han Mochen instantly fell silent.

Yes, his mother and grandmother killed his brother's biological mother.

No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, it was true.

No matter how hard he tried to make up for it, he couldn't make up for his brother.

In any case, not at all.

"I'm sorry."

With his head down, Han Mochen's voice floated out.

"You know, I hate your mother, I hate your grandmother, and I hate your father even more."

Regarding Han Mochen's apology, Han Moyan did not accept or refuse, but then expressed all the resentment in his heart without concealing it.

He hated the two women who killed his mother, but he hated the man who didn't care about his mother at all.

If it weren't for that man, how would he and his mother be where they are now?

If it weren't for that man's selfishness, in order to compete for the helm of the next generation of the Han family, in order to increase some success rates, he and his mother would have been brought closer to the Han family.

At this time, he and his mother will definitely live a very happy and happy life.

Because my mother said that as long as the two of them can stay together, it will be the happiest thing in the world for her.

Yes, for him, as long as the two of them can stay together, it is also the happiest thing in the world.

Obviously felt the sadness and anger emanating from his body, knowing what was the reason for this, Han Mochen didn't dare to say more.

"I'm sorry."

At this time, it seems that all he can say is really these three words.

All you can do is try your best to compensate your brother.

He loved his brother, but he also loved his mother and grandmother.

Although he knew that it was his mother and grandmother who had made a big mistake.

However, he can't watch them hurt each other, and what his mother and grandmother owe, he was willing to pay back.

"So, do you still think I don't really want to kill you? Do you still think that I will forget the revenge of killing my mother? ”

Recalling all the previous things, the anger in Han Moyan's heart has the potential to burn the prairie fire.

With a flame that can destroy everything, he looked at the man beside him steadily.

"I'm sorry, I'm willing to pay them back."

The guilt and self-blame in his heart made Han Mochen not dare to look up at Han Moyan at all, but he could clearly feel the emotions of the people around him who were extremely excited at this time.

Hearing this, looking at the ostrich-like posture of the person next to him at this time, Han Moyan suddenly sneered,

"Repay? So what to pay back? Do you think your one life will do? ”