He straightened up, stood firm, turned his head, smiled, raised his hand and gave Han Murphy another loud slap in the face.
The palms were filled with anger and blood, leaving an obvious mark on Han Murphy's face.
Looking at the bright red blood, her chest suddenly hurt so much.
The surroundings fell silent, eerily silent.
The only thing that could be heard was her own heartbeat.
Tears blurred my vision again, and a lifetime of memories turned over page by page in my mind.
When everyone misunderstands her, when the whole world abandons her, no one will come to her, no one who loves her will come to her.
Only her enemies will pursue her relentlessly!
She suddenly remembered that a few months ago, He Yongming had told her affectionately that he liked her smile.
But now, the man who was once fascinated by her has completely forgotten her.
It turns out that hate is really deeper than love and longer than love.
Loneliness, misunderstanding, mediocrity... can easily defeat love and send it to the guillotine.
However, no matter how time washes away, it can never erase the hatred in a person's heart.
It wasn't until this moment that she understood what it meant to be unforgettable.
Even if she loses all her memories in this life, she will still remember Han Murphy.
Because, this man has already penetrated into her bone marrow and engraved into her soul.
Turning around, she wanted to run forward again, but this time, she failed.
A pair of strong but hesitant hands passed under her armpits and hugged her trembling body.
A warm yet cold chest pressed against her back through her clothes.
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in her ears: "Smile, calm down, calm down, and listen to my explanation."
"I won't listen, I won't listen, Han Murphy, get out of here, I never want to see you!" Xiaoxiao roared loudly.
Pedestrians nearby were attracted by her voice and stopped to watch.
Looking at more and more onlookers, she struggled desperately to get rid of Han Murphy's restraints.
But no matter how hard she tried, it was all in vain.
"Let me go, let me go!" She cried like crazy and kept attacking Han Murphy's body with her elbows.
However, Han Murphy was like a sculpture that was not afraid of pain. Even though she was beaten to exhaustion, he remained motionless and held her tightly.
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