He Xiyan went to the bathroom to take a shower, and the water washed away her fatigue in the past two days, but it couldn't wash away the sadness in her heart.

Some pain, she knows it. And she can only lick her wounds alone in the dead of night.

When she lay on the bed, she found that the light on her mobile phone was on, and it was a message from Ye Hao.

A very long message with several lines:

- Yan Yan, don't think about messy troubles, take a shower and rest early. On May Day, I will accompany you to Africa to play, you haven't been there yet. Take in the beautiful nature and peculiar customs.

He Xiyan looked at this message, she sighed, and then shook her head.

"Thanks, I don't want to go."

He Xiyan directly refused.

She actually wanted to go out for a walk, but she was not suitable to go with Ye Hao.

In the upstairs bedroom, Ye Hao stared at the mobile phone screen, his brows furrowed very tightly, he looked at the news that He Xiyan came back, and he didn't give up:

"Go ahead, it's good to relax, I see you've been sullen lately."

Ye Hao didn't know if there was any way to make the woman he loved happy, to make her forget the sad experiences in the past, and to forget the man.

He would love that they would have a chance to be alone, in a strange place, maybe she could open up, maybe they could start over.

Ye Hao stared at the phone screen again, waiting for He Xiyan's message back.

This time, however, he waited a long time and didn't wait for her reply.

Is it asleep?

Ye Hao frowned. Then he turned off his phone and put it on the bedside table next to him.

She needed a good rest, so he didn't bother her anymore.

He Xiyan didn't fall asleep, she lay on her side on the bed, her eyes kept open, looking at the curtains blown by the breeze.

She blinked from time to time, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the pillow.

The pillow was already wet, but she didn't notice it.

She didn't reply to Ye Hao's message, because she was thinking about whether she could trust this man again.

She actually understands him, he is not a flowery man, and he can be said to be single-minded in his treatment of love, and when he does not lose his temper, he can be said to be gentle and considerate, and he is a man who likes women. But his temper was terrifying, and she still remembered his violent appearance, his red eyes, his bruised tendons, his clenched fists, and his angry expression. Every time she thinks about it, she feels scared. However, what is even more terrifying than this is his cold violence, he will suddenly ignore people, do not answer the phone, do not reply to messages, do not go home, make you think that he has an accident, let you guess what is in his heart, and let your emotions collapse.

What she knows is that he loves herself, and he should love him deeply. Otherwise, he would not have risked his life to block the gun. It's just that his love sometimes scares her.

People always get along for a long time before they get to know each other, and at this moment, she actually knows him so well.

(Ye Hao, if we hadn't been divorced, what would it be like now?) ）

He Xiyan took a deep breath and asked speechlessly.

But there is no answer to this question, and no one can go back in time and change anything.

This night, He Xiyan fell asleep in fatigue, and when he woke up, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning.