Ren Jia lay motionless on the ground, like a delicate rag doll.

Mu Han looked at her appearance and sneered, he got up and stepped on her shoulder, "Position yourself, I want to treat you as mud, you will never want to go to the wall." ”

Ren Jia raised his eyes and looked up at Mu Han, smiling miserably, like red roses scattered on the snow, withered and broken.

She pushed away Mu Han's foot that had fallen on her shoulder, got up with her hands on the ground, staggered to Yu Li's eyes, and slapped him with her hand.

I didn't think it was enjoyable, so I wanted to slap him again, but Qin Huai and Yu Li grabbed my wrist at the same time.

"I'm just a bad life, and I just want justice."

She looked at Qin Huai's eyes, calm as water, and swept away all her emotions.

Yu Li reached out and grabbed Ren Jia's long hair at the same time, forcing her to tilt her head.

"I've got a lot of blood on my hands, and I'm not missing you."

"Okay, then I'm just looking for your life." She didn't struggle either, she accepted her fate.

"Let it go." Mu Han spoke.

He walked to Ren Jia's side and reached out to pinch her chin, pulling her towards him, "Why are you so disobedient?" ”

Mu Han grabbed Ren Jia from the side and lifted her up, "Give Yu Li a check." ”

After speaking, he hugged Ren Jia upstairs.

Mu Han entered the room and slammed the door shut, threw Ren Jia on the bed, and then propped himself up on top of her, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Is this what you're capable of? I really think highly of you. ”

He got up from Ren Jia, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Ren Jia's mood was terrible, and she also felt that she was hopelessly stupid, and it was useless to vent indiscriminately like this.

It's simply a loss of 100 enemies and 8,000 of itself.

When Mu Han came out of the bathroom, Ren Jia was lying on the bed with her head covered with a quilt, he lifted the quilt, picked her up from the bed, and pushed her to the bathroom.

"The ground is dirty." He was disgusted, as if she were a whole lump of dust.

When Ren Jia came out of washing, he found that Mu Han had fallen asleep with his back to her, leaving only a lamp at her bedside to emit a dim light.

She lifted the quilt and found that the sheets and coverings had been changed, and she mocked him in his heart for what the people crawling in the heap of blood wanted to be clean.

At night, Ren Jia had a strange dream, a man pulled her to run on the silent and uninhabited street, the sky was dark, there was neither moon nor stars, the street was even more weird, there was not a single street lamp, and it was dark all around.

She didn't know where they were going, she just felt that there was hope if she kept running, and the man in front of her had his back to her from beginning to end.

She thought that the person in front of her was Zhou Shan, and when the two ran to a dead end, the man turned around.

It turned out to be Mu Han!

Mu Han reached out and hugged her, so tight that she couldn't breathe, she desperately broke free from the restraints only to find him in tears.

Ren Jia woke up with a startled body, she reached out to turn on the bedside lamp on her side, and found that there was no one around.

She got up and leaned against the head of the bed, distraught by the dream she had just had, and felt more and more uneasy in the empty room alone, so she put on her slippers and opened the door.

In the dead of night, there was a faint light at the end of the corridor, Ren Jia approached the light source step by step, and she walked to the staircase of the attic and stopped.

After thinking about it, she decided to go up, she was scared to be alone in that room, and she wanted to find someone to accompany her, even if she hated it.

The dream just now was too depressing.

She tiptoed upstairs, and sure enough, she found Mu Han here.

He lay on the single couch under the skylight, his arms crossed, his legs folded, half of the thin blanket on his body drooping on the ground, as if he had fallen asleep while thinking about something.