She heard all the conversations between Tang Zhao's parents.

If it was before, she would be a little sad, but probably not too much about it, too much to take it to heart.

She is such a character, and she only cares about the attitude of the person she cares about towards her.

But now......

Xu He's hand hidden under his sleeve was trembling coldly.

That scene flashed in front of her eyes like a movie.

What if Tang Zhao's parents knew.

Knowing her terrible past.

What they say, how they talk, what they think.

Xu He knew that it was not his fault, and the victim's guilt theory was a big joke.

But she couldn't control herself, she couldn't continue to be resilient and peaceful.

It seems that she has been completely destroyed in the past.

Xu He turned around and walked to the stairs in despair.

She walked downstairs to the underground garage, where she walked aimlessly, finally finding a random exit and exiting the hospital.

It's getting dark.

But Xu He is still walking.

Both legs began to cramp, and they went weak for a while, and deep in the knees, there was a faint throbbing pain.

She stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

And a hand held her steadily.

Through the thin sleeves, he held her wrist.

She is very resistant to being touched now, even if she is through her clothes, she subconsciously wants to withdraw her hand, but her legs are too weak to even stand steadily.

She could only rely on the strength of the man to support her, stand firmly, and then, Xu He raised her head, in the hot summer evening breeze, on the foreign street where people came and went, she saw the face of an extremely handsome man.

"Why are you walking so carelessly?"

Zhao Pingjin held her wrist, helped her stand firmly, and asked very gently, "Can I stand?" ”

Xu He pulled out his arm and turned around to leave.

"He's looking for you, it's nearby, and you don't want to see him right now, do you?"

Xu He's footsteps stopped.

Yes, she didn't know how to face him, she didn't know what to say or what to do.

She had never been so dazed.

She didn't know how to save herself.

How to get out of that whirlpool.

How, let yourself go.

"I'll take you away first, and when he's gone, I'll send you where you want to go, I promise, don't do anything, okay?"

Zhao Pingjin's voice sounded so gentle, but Xu He just wanted to plug his ears and not hear it again.

She stood in the night, faintly, as if she heard Tang Zhao calling her name, so anxious and worried.

But she is not a girl from a good family, she has had other men, she has had a disgraceful past, she has had an unformed but dead child, and she has such an unbearable experience.

She felt very cold, there was a chill in her bones, she didn't dare to close her eyes, and when she closed her eyes, it was the Japanese man wearing a mask.

It was as if her bones had been broken inch by inch, and she couldn't get back up.

She couldn't stand up, she was a person, as if ...... It's really completely ruined.

Zhao Pingjin watched her squat down and hugged him tightly.

Her hair grew a little longer, supple from her shoulders, and she crouched there, tiny, tiny, huddled up, resisting the whole world.

"He'er."

He bent down and half-crouched in front of her.

Xu He raised a pair of eyes, hollow eyes, she spoke to him, and she could only make a faint breath: "I don't want him to find me now." ”

"Then I'll take you away first, okay?" He caressed her face and asked softly in a low voice.

But Xu He suddenly cried, tears rolling down one by one, burning his fingertips: "But I don't want to see you either, Zhao Pingjin, the last thing I want to see is you." ”

Zhao Pingjin never thought that people's hearts could hurt like this.

In the past, he was the son of the Zhao family, who was a noble and noble family in Kyoto, and he called for wind and rain as he wanted.

But he just can't do anything about one person.

Later, he was at a low point, almost destroyed, and now he is once again stepping on the edge of the knife to the top of the pyramid.

He can influence the future and destiny of others in a few words and words.

But in the face of her, he was still helpless.

"Then close your eyes, He'er, close your eyes...... You can't see me, okay? ”

Zhao Pingjin's palm fell lightly, holding her shoulder, she trembled violently, shaking like a fragile dead leaf in the wind, his voice was as gentle as possible, as if he was afraid of scaring her again.

How much suffering and grievances he gave her, he couldn't tell herself.

She cried without a sound, Zhao Pingjin picked her up, she was light, there was no weight in his arms, lighter than every time before.

He thought a little dazedly, obviously when he saw her in the New Year, he was a little fatter, but now, he is thinner than when the child was gone.

Zhao Pingjin could only hug the girl he liked tightly, when she left, he lived every day as usual, but he felt that the days were always so tasteless.

It seems that there is a lot less hope.

Of course, there are moments of joy, but in the end, that happiness seems to be discounted, and all that is left in my heart is a large hollow, and the whole person looks like he is not settled.

Now I just hugged her, but my heart seemed to be filled in an instant.

Zhao Pingjin thought, just hold her and go on like this, there is no third person in this world, just the two of them, how good it would be.

When she got to the car, Zhao Pingjin carefully put her in the back seat, and as soon as she put it down, Xu He curled up in the corner and buried her face in her knees.