Chapter 158

"Master, young mistress, why are you back?" Sister Ying asked happily and worriedly.


I was happy to see the young mistress came back safely, but I was worried that the young mistress looked so pale.


"Sister Ying." Ling Aoxue felt very tired, but the voice called Sister Ying seemed so tired.


"Why aren't you in the hospital? Young mistress, are you okay? Your face is so ugly and pale." Sister Ying supported her distressedly.


"I'm fine, maybe I'm too tired." Only Sister Ying is the best for her.


"I'll carry you up to rest first." Seeing her pale face, Han Junyi's tone became a little gentler.


As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately hugged her in his arms and walked upstairs.


Ling Aoxue didn't answer him, she was really tired now, she just wanted to sleep, and what she wanted most was to close her eyes and not see anything, and she hoped that once she closed her eyes, she would never be able to open them again.


Strange, why is the young lady's eyes full of disgust and hatred?

What happened between the young master and the young mistress?Sister Ying looked at the back of them leaving with some doubts.


"What do you want to eat? I'll ask Miss Ying to make it for you."


Ling Aoxue looked at him a little flattered, his tone suddenly became very gentle, is he caring about herself?Don't you hate him?Why does it feel a little sweet?

"Haven't you thought of it?" She had slept for a long time and hadn't eaten for a day, worrying that she would be hungry again.


Ling Aoxue still didn't answer his words, she won't be favored by him, she doesn't allow any wavering in her hatred of him.


Slowly she lay down, not hungry at all, just tired.


Seeing that she didn't answer, her expression showed that she didn't hear his own words at all. This made him very angry, knowing that she was protesting him.


"Idiot, if you want to be angry with me, you can't make fun of your body." Han Junyi scolded angrily.


"I'm not hungry, I just want to rest, please go out." Ling Aoxue finally answered him.


Tears flowed down very disappointingly, spilling on the pillow.


"Is that why you don't want to see me?" Han Junyi asked softly holding back his wounded heart.


She tortured herself like this, but she didn't know that this torture was tantamount to torturing him.


Ling Aoxue chose not to answer, closed her eyes tightly and let the tears fall, she couldn't forgive him for everything he did.


Han Junyi left the room with a hurt look on his face.


It is really difficult to tear down the wall between them. It used to be possible to be a happy couple, but now it seems impossible.


Ling Aoxue is still crying, now she can only cry, her home is gone, her grandpa is gone, her baby is gone, all of a sudden she has nothing.


How would she adapt to such a state of mind?How can she accept it?


"Young Mistress, are you asleep?" Sister Ying knocked lightly on the door.


It was Sister Ying, Ling Aoxue immediately wiped away the tears on her face, she missed Sister Ying so much.


"Not yet, Miss Ying, come in quickly!"


"Don't move, don't get up." When Sister Ying saw her remembering, she immediately stopped her actions.


"Sister Ying." The moment she saw Sister Ying, she couldn't control her tears, and the tears flowed down again.


"Poor child, you are suffering, don't cry, let Sister Ying take a good look at you." Sister Ying said distressedly.


"Sister Ying, I miss you so much." Seeing Sister Ying is like seeing her mother.


"Silly boy, how did you do this?"


"..." Ling Aoxue was silent, tears kept falling, she couldn't express the pain in her heart, she just wanted to cry.


"Don't cry, don't cry, Sister Ying sees you crying so sadly, Sister Ying's heart hurts so much, don't say anything, Sister Ying is here, don't be afraid."


"Sister Ying..." Ling Aoxue suddenly got up and hugged Sister Ying tightly and cried bitterly.


"It's okay. Sister Ying knows that you have suffered a lot. You are a kind and good boy. Everything will pass. Don't take everything to heart. Sister Ying knows that you are afraid of me."


Sister Ying gently patted Ling Aoxue's back, giving her the greatest warmth and care, giving her encouragement and motivation to support her.


"Cry well, it will make you feel better when you cry."


Ling Aoxue cried undisguisedly, only in front of Cheng Yiran and Sister Ying, she could not pretend to be herself, only in front of Cheng Yiran and Sister Ying, she became so vulnerable.


When her tears fell drop by drop on Sister Ying's shoulders, Sister Ying's heart ached sharply, knowing that she had suffered a lot, and it might be impossible for her to accept and calm down all at once. , It will take some time for her to heal and let go.


Before she knew it, she had been crying for a long time, crying until her eyes were swollen, crying until she had no strength, and crying until she felt so tired.


"Look at you, your eyes are swollen from crying, stop crying! Get a good night's sleep and everything will be fine."


may be!But the wound in her heart will not heal.


Ling Aoxue lay on the bed again, slowly closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep.


Sister Ying looked at her sadly, her eyes were wet, she knew that the wounds on her soul could not be healed, and she didn't know how to enlighten her.


"Sleep! It will be fine."


It was late at night, Han Junyi sat alone in the study and smoked, he only smoked when he was very depressed.


In the dark night, his back always gives people the feeling of being so lonely, so lost, and so heartbroken.


Sister Ying looked at his sad and lonely back, her heart was sore but painful.


"Master, why are you smoking again? Smoking less, it's bad for your health." Sister Ying said with concern.


The sudden voice disrupted his thinking. In an instant, Han Junyi put away his hurt and painful expression, and returned to his previous coldness. He always used coldness to cover up his fragility and fear.


"Sister Ying? It's so late, why don't you rest?" The cold voice seemed a little tired.


"Young Mistress just fell asleep." Sister Ying knew that he stayed alone in the study for the sake of Young Mistress.


Han Junyi didn't make any sound, put out the cigarette, and leaned back on the chair quietly.


(End of this chapter)

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