She saw the shards on the ground, and the blood dripping from his palm, staining the glass red, looked shocking.

"Are you abusing yourself?" Helan Jin stepped forward and held his hand, and when she wanted to see the injury for him, Qiao Hanye held her in her arms with her backhand.

"Hmm." She was hugged by him, and he hugged her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Qiao Hanye hugged her, slapped her twice, and said in a deep voice, "He's dead." ”

"Who?" Helan Jin asked in a low voice, but unfortunately what responded to her was Qiao Hanye's silence, as if he hadn't spoken just now.

"Someone I've been looking for a long time." Qiao Hanye said in a deep voice.

She was held in his arms, feeling the suppression of his emotions, her hand moved, gently crawled onto his back, and hugged his body.

"It's late at night, it's time to sleep." Helan Jin said softly.

Her throat was a little thirsty, her voice was hoarse, she pursed her lips and looked up, and heard Qiao Hanye's deep "um" sound, and the two of them were lying on the bed with clothes.

Helan Jin turned her back to him, and was hugged by Qiao Hanye from behind, his handsome face was buried in her neck, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Jin, you won't leave, will you?" ”

"I'm not leaving." Helan Jin said in a low voice.

When Qiao Han fell asleep on a cold night, Helan Jin reached out and gently broke it, and found that although he was asleep, he subconsciously hugged her tightly and did not relax at all.

Qiao Hanye, who has always slept very lightly, slept very deeply beside her, and vaguely felt her move, he wanted to open his eyes, but his body kept sinking, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit.

"Hmm." Qiao Hanye's body fell, and he vaguely heard laughter, he fixed his eyes and saw several teenagers running in a big mansion, and this mansion was majestic, like a sacrosanct existence.

Qiao Hanye stood in the distance, watching the teenagers running, one fell to the ground, he stepped forward to help him up, but saw the young figure of Nanfeng.

"Young master, wait for me." The south wind rose up like a fiery horse of bohemianism.

Qiao Hanye watched them run and compare, and his mood became happy, and he wanted to keep up and see clearly, but he found that the dark night was like a fire burning half of the sky.

The teenagers disappeared, replaced by a spreading fire, and when he saw the word "Qiao Zhai", he smashed it down with a "clang".

Qiao Hanye rushed forward with his long legs, reaching out to catch it, but found that bright red blood fell from the sky, stained the earth red, and splashed on his fingertips.

"Father." Qiao Hanye looked at the figure of Dao, he rushed forward quickly, as if blocked by a layer of barriers, and bounced out of his body.

Qiao Hanye witnessed the blood flowing like a river, and the people who killed his relatives died tragically in front of him......

"Father." Qiao Hanye kept struggling to rush forward, but was swallowed by the black paint.

He sat up with a jerk of his body, gasping for breath, sweat wetting his dressing gown. Helan Jin heard his shout, and hurriedly got up, seeing that Qiao Hanye was a little embarrassed, as if he had experienced life and death.

"Nightmare?" Helan Jin turned on the light and saw Qiao Hanye's face as pale as paper, she reached out and gently hugged him, and whispered, "Are you too stressed?" Relax. ”

"Hibiscus." Qiao Hanye held her hand, pulled her into his arms and hugged her, rubbed his chin against her forehead gently, and said in a deep voice, "I dreamed of my father." ”

"Father, he ......." Helan Jin heard him mention the word "father" for the first time, instead of "father".

What kind of existence the Qiao family is, she doesn't know! But from Qiao Hanye's demeanor, words and deeds, it is not difficult to see that he is highly educated and has a high level of education, like a scholarly character.