"You definitely won't dare to go home after what has happened. Where else can you go if not here?"

An Hao couldn't help but sob. She reached out and hugged his neck, burying her face into his neck. Then, with a hoarse voice, she said. Is it not my fault? "

Chen Xiyang wrapped his arm around her waist and stroked her waist with his right hand. Touching the back of her head to calm her emotions, she sighed lightly. "So what if they're monsters? They can't be separated from each other. Forget it then. There's no need to torture each other."

An Hao cried even louder, her tears wetting his collar as she tightly held onto the front of his shirt, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances.

Chen Xiyang hugged her tighter, feeling as though his heart was aching.

After venting his anger, An Hao lifted his hand to wipe the tears off his face. He looked up at Yun Che and said in an aggrieved manner, "Then you can't talk to me like that in the future. Do you know how sad I am?"

Chen Xiyang hugged her tightly in his embrace once again, "Sorry, but I won't say those darn words anymore in the future. Trust me."

"If you dare say that again, I'll bite you to death." An Hao said as he bit his shoulder, only stopping when he smelled the bloody stench in his mouth. He tilted his head and looked at Chen Xiyang, asking with red eyes: "Does it hurt?"

Chen Xiyang kissed her forehead, then smiled: "I'll only remember the pain if it hurts. If I make you sad again in the future, you'll bite me to death."

In the end, the two of them did not choose to return home, and stayed at Ru Family 201. Chen Xiyang found that An Hao's ankle was injured, and after checking to see that it was not serious, he asked her about the time of the injury.

In such a short period of time, his mood had experienced a lot of ups and downs, and now, he suddenly relaxed. An Hao felt extremely tired, and laid on the bed, watching Chen Xiyang sit on the bed and ice her feet.

She resisted the urge to sleep. Look, and ask softly: "Do you know about Xia Lan?"

"Yes." Chen Xiyang changed the towel into another noodles, raised his head and looked at her, then said seriously: "No matter how many years she has liked me, I will never like her."

As he spoke, he leaned over to kiss An Hao's forehead, staring at her eyes and continued: "I know, you and Xia Lan are friends that grew up together. You have very deep feelings for her, but ah, ah, ah, okay, since she can do this kind of thing to you for her own personal reasons, it proves that she doesn't care about this friendship of yours."

An Hao's expression instantly dimmed, but she still looked into his eyes, and laughed bitterly: "I understand everything you've said."

"It's good that you understand." Chen Xiyang raised his hand and caressed it. Ye Zichen rubbed his face. "Then can you promise me that you won't contact her again in the future? Someone as vicious as her can harm you twice. Don't see her again if you can't see her in the future, okay?"

An Hao hesitated for a moment, but still nodded his head.

Chen Xiyang smiled in satisfaction, and kissed her lips. Flap: "Go to sleep. I'll go change the towel."

He picked up the towel, stood up, and went to the washroom. An Hao followed his silhouette with his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.

After continuously changing the towel for water five times, Chen Xiyang looked at the time. It was almost one o'clock, An Hao's breathing was steady, it seemed like he was sleeping soundly.

He pursed his lips and reached out to touch her ankle to make sure he didn't need to continue applying ice. Then, he put the towel to the side, lifted the blanket and was about to lay it on her. On the bed, the cellphone on the cabinet beside him rang.

When he came out anxious, he did not bring his phone with him, so it was An Hao's phone that was ringing. It was so late, who would call?