When he got home, Song Xinhang locked himself in his room and refused to come out.

Liu He knew that she had been hit.

At the beginning, when she was humiliated by Ling Sicheng in front of everyone, she was also sad for many days without eating or drinking.

Later, she also looked away a little, ate and drank well, and didn't put things in her heart.

Liu He knocked on the door outside and wanted to go in, but Song Xinhang was silent.

Worried that something was wrong with her, she found the key to the bedroom door.

As soon as I opened the door, I could hear her sobbing softly on the pillow.

Liu He sat beside her, slowly touching her hair, quietly comforting, and not saying a word.

Song Xinhang was tired of crying, and took the initiative to raise his head, his eyes were red and swollen.

"I'm causing you trouble, I said I was here to take care of you, and I've lost so much money now."

"If you don't have any money, you can make it again, but when your spirit collapses, it's hard to cheer up."

Song Xinhang has never been in contact with people in this circle, and he doesn't know how ruining the things these delicate ladies can do.

These people are so hierarchical in the world, and they are the lowest existence.

She only empathizes now, today she was just verbally humiliated by the two eldest ladies in public, and they were all so uncomfortable.

Liu He has been in that circle for three years, and she still endures the harsh treatment of her nominal husband.

Song Xinhang asked distressedly: "How did you spend all these years in that wealthy family?" ”

Liu He pursed her lips, not wanting to recall those dirty things, if it weren't for the old man to carry her, she might have a harder time.

"It's all over, we have to work hard to earn money in the future and live our own little life."

"Yes, we must not let them look flat!"

Song Xinhang held Liu He's hand tightly, hot and powerful.

Both of them secretly swore in their hearts that they must break through the world here and no longer live this kind of life that is manipulated by others.

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Sinan Township.

Ling Sicheng drove here alone, this is Liu He's hometown, where she grew up.

Not many people live there anymore, and there is a smell of desolation everywhere.

All the young people in the village have gone out to work to make a living, and only a few old people are sitting in front of the door chatting in a daze.

Will she ever come back here.

In the past few days, he has investigated almost all the surrounding urban areas, large and small, and found no trace of her.

Only her hometown has not been found, and even if there is little hope, he does not want to give up.

He asked a few old men about the Liu family's former residence, and the old man pointed to him a wooden house halfway up the mountain.

"Young man, that road has been washed down by rain all these years, you should be careful when you go up."

Ling Sicheng nodded in thanks, put on the props of mountaineering, and went up the mountain without hesitation.

He has been pampered since he was a child, and he has never walked such a rugged mountain road, and on several occasions he almost slid straight down the cliff.

It turned out that she had suffered so much when she was a child.

But after arriving at the Ling family, he didn't live a few happy days.

All of this is his fault.

The more difficult the road became, the more he had to go up, like a punishment.

It took him nearly an hour to climb this part of the road.

After several years of corrosion, the Liu family's house became dilapidated and precarious.

He walked into the room, and the contents were covered in a thick layer of dust.

It seems that she did not come back here.

He opened a wooden drawer, and a small, old photograph fell out.

It is a photo of Liu He when she was three years old, she combed two small braids, held a lollipop in her left hand, and smiled happily.

It can be seen that although the family conditions are not particularly good, the Liu family's parents love her very much.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he carefully put the picture in his pocket, his eyes stained with tears.

Her appearance has not changed at all from when she was a child, she is still so clear and sweet.

As we descended, a light rain began to fall in the sky, making the already difficult road even more slippery.

He accidentally stepped on the air under his feet, stumbled, and the photos in his pocket fell with the bumps.

In a hurry, he reached out to pick it up, but he didn't notice that there was a big pit in front of him, and the whole person rolled straight down.

He'd lost her, the only photo he had, and it must never be lost again.

There were many branches and stones in the pit, and as he rolled down, he hit his head heavily on a large rock.

Consciousness began to slowly blur, and the black fog in front of him approached.

...

"Young people! Wake up, don't die! ”

An old voice kept echoing in Ling Sicheng's ears.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a kerosene lamp came into view, and an old man with a wrinkled face looked at him with concern.

"Great, it's okay if you're okay, that girl hasn't woken up yet!"

As soon as Ling Sicheng heard the word girl, he asked anxiously: "Where is that girl?" ”

The old man pointed to another room.

He endured the sharp pain all over his body and stumbled over.

Could it be her?

But the woman lying on the bed shattered his dream.

"Su Huan...", he couldn't help frowning.

How did she end up here, could it be that she had been following him.

Su Huan's clothes and pants were cut by something sharp, and they were covered with dirt and leaves.

She opened her eyes at the right time, and when she saw Ling Sicheng, she began to sob.

"Si Cheng, it's okay if you're okay, fortunately I carried you out of the stone pit."

"You carried me out?"

She nodded, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, affectionate: "You won't blame me for secretly following you, I'm too worried about this." ”

Ling Sicheng was dumbfounded, although she saved him, he didn't want to accept any woman's love now.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Huan sat up, lifted the quilt and wanted to go to the ground.

But as if there was no support under his feet, the whole person fell softly towards Ling Sicheng's body.

She touched her legs in a panic and thrashed like crazy, crying as she went.

"What's going on? Why is my leg unconscious, am I crippled! ”

The old man heard the voice and ran in, and together they helped her back to the bed.

The old man said earnestly: "I guess your leg was broken when you were carrying this young man down the mountain, and when we found the two of you, you didn't have a good piece of meat on your leg!" ”

"Si Cheng, what should I do! I'm scared if my leg is going to be amputated! ”

Su Huan hugged his arm, crying so much that his face showed pain.

Ling Sicheng was stunned, and a trace of guilt appeared in his heart, "No, we will go back to the West Sea immediately." ”