Lan Yu grabbed Zhang Ning's hand tightly, her body twitched violently, gritted her teeth and pushed her out of the door, closing the door of the room, she bit the back of her hand to keep her pain from making a sound.

Crawling on the edge of the bed, he shrunk and bit his tongue until it bled out, and he refused to let go. Those pains can't be paralyzed, like the pain of being gnawed by countless ants.

Zhang Ning kicked the door open, clamped her hand around her neck with one hand, and pressed her head against the bedside table with the other.

Seeing clearly that the hands that bound her were Zhang Ning in front of her, she opened her mouth and cried for Zhang Ning to let go of her, Zhang Ning quickly took out two packs of small tissues from her pocket and stuffed them into her mouth.

She broke free from Zhang Ning's restraints, kicked Zhang Ning down on the ground, quickly ran to the bathroom and closed the door, lying in the bathtub to soak her in cold water, the biting cold water gradually took away her consciousness, and her heartbeat that was beating faster than ordinary people finally slowed down.

She stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, saw Zhang Ning's worried look, hugged her shoulders and curled up, shaking her head and smiling at her.

Seeing her sober appearance, she took the bath towel and handed it to her and turned on the hot water. "Dry and wash, I'll find clothes for you."

The blue eucalyptus opens the spout, and cold water flows out of the tub. Her cold body was gradually filled with hot water, and the white heat lingered in the air, and she sat motionless, watching the heat drift up to the ceiling.

Zhang Ning put away a change of clothes and walked out of it.

Outside the sky was clear and sunny. The old man sleeping in a wicker chair is pretending to sleep in the sun with his hand warmer bag in his hands.

Zhang Ning stood there, seeing some similar and familiar scenes, and couldn't help but sigh that time has passed, and things are different from people. Every year has a different experience, and this year's experience should be the most memorable year of my life.

Hua Changfu was wearing reading glasses and holding tools to help the old man repair a pocket watch engraved with patterns and small white pearls.

"This is a token of love given to me by your father, the old man doesn't know how many years he has been gone, and he doesn't know how many times he has repaired it. I remember when you were a child, you always helped me fix it......" The old man didn't look at him, but spoke slowly as if telling a story.

Her voice seemed to come from the wind in the depths of the twilight, plain with infinite affection.

The old man opened his eyes, sat up from the wicker chair, pulled his hand from his hand warmer and caressed his face, and looked at him with a smile on his eyebrows. "Thank you, good boy. It's me who is sorry for your father for not taking good care of your father and daughter. Let the hatred continue to spread in this generation. Talking about the old eyes, there are old tears.

Thinking of what happened to Hua Jian, Hua Changfu suddenly turned pale. It's his fault, and it's a mistake he can't shirk for the rest of his life.

"Jane's mother is also my fault, and some of them really can't be made up. I didn't dare to ask for her forgiveness, and I made her suffer so much. The old man choked up, remorseful at the thought of those things.

Hua Jian sneered, she had been in an orphanage for as long as she could remember, and she didn't know that she would be in an orphanage. Escaped from the orphanage, and wandered the streets himself.

I came here when I was 12 years old, and I got a surname, I got a first name. Because he hated Hua Changfu, he listened to Zhou Pu's instructions and monitored her every move.

to take revenge on him, the suffering and unbearable memories she suffered during the years of her years in the orphanage and wandering.