Afterwards, every time Chi An recalled the scene in the basement, his heart would tremble uncontrollably.

He couldn't understand why Su Kui would go and return, and even, he was willing to dedicate the first time for him.

Chi An didn't want to think about it, thinking that as long as she was willing to stay by his side at this moment, it was enough, and the idea was quite self-deceptive.

However, the one who falls in love first loses first.

However, Chi An lost completely, but he was also willing.

–

In a dilapidated old tube building in Kyoto, drunkards and gamblers can be seen everywhere, stinky gutters crisscross the streets, and fat rats roaming around the garbage-ridden pavement.

There is chaos, violence, and sin.

Deep down the street, a dramatic scene is playing out in one of the suites of the building.

"Let go of me! You're wanted now! I really didn't expect you to be so perverted! Your psyche is twisted! Let go! I've been harmed like this by you, what else do you want?! ”

Han Yuan dragged a dilapidated suitcase in his right hand, his unkempt hair on his head, and his clothes were disheveled, making him look much older.

Thinking of the good days in the wooden house, he really regretted not being at the beginning. I don't want to let go of my virtuous and elegant wife and well-behaved daughter, but I was blinded by the memories of the past, and now it's too late to regret it.

"Daddy, are you going to abandon me? Like you did when you abandoned your mother? ”

Han Qingyin's knuckles were whitened because of force, clutching Han Yuan's sleeve tightly and refusing to let go, and his pale face with baby fat was extremely distorted, and his tone was weird and terrifying.

Han Yuan felt terrible even looking at her now, and in the recent days of hiding in Tibet, he had been wondering if the daughter who was always sticking to him and spoiled at the beginning existed.

Or is it lurking around him, a devil all along?

"I didn't abandon her, she left on her own!" Han Yuan's face was unnatural for a moment, and he vigorously broke free from Han Qingyin's entanglement, his sleeve cracked with a stab, he didn't pay attention to it, and walked towards the same stained living room without looking back.

"Don't pester me, I have done my best to you, you fell to this step, it's all your own fault, our father-daughter relationship, that's it, right?"

Han Yuan said these words with a cold face, and was about to open the door and go out.

Before leaving, Han Qingyin whimpered, and the voice of Han Qingyin sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help himself, "Dad, everything is my fault, I know that I have caused you, the last time, you, can you ...... Hug me? ”

Han Yuan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he couldn't move half a minute.

Indecision is a fatal shortcoming, and Han Yuan happens to lack this the most, so he hesitated.

Even if there are countless cruel and ruthless murder evidence in front of him, for a while, it is difficult for Han Yuan to switch back from the scene of his father's kindness and filial piety.

So, he only hesitated a little and sighed, "Alas, you can do it yourself......"

Putting down the suitcase, he turned around and hugged the petite girl, stroking her hair as usual.

Suddenly—

His heart was pierced, and the sharp pain in his chest made his eyes widen, and he violently pushed Han Qingyin away.

He bowed his head in disbelief, and blood gushed out of his heart like a waterfall, and a sharp dagger was stuck in his heart.

"You ......" the index finger trembled and raised, but before he could spit out a single word, he fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

"Dad, you brought it on yourself!"

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