President Gao Leng's little wife

Xia Yuluo was completely restrained.

A chain completely blocked all the weak relationships between her and Han Tianyi.

If it is said that Xia Yuluo had a little reaction to Han Tianyi in the past.

Now he was completely expelled from her world.

Neither Mama Zhang nor the little guy can see her.

Xia Yuluo also didn't want to see them like this.

She stayed in that room for a long time, and what accompanied her was only endless silence and air.

"Get more sun."

Han Tianyi walked over and opened the curtains.

The warm sunlight immediately filled the whole room.

Xia Yuluo sat on the bed with her head down.

The sun shone on her, and her face was so pale that even the sun passed through it.

The whole person seems to disappear in the next second.

Han Tianyi's heart sank.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Xia Yuluo's wrist.

Her wrist was too thin to hold, and Han Tianyi held it in his hand, feeling extremely distressed.

Xia Yuluo pulled out her hand lightly, and looked up at Han Tianyi.

The eyes are dull.

There is, just an infinite void.

She looked straight through Han Tianyi.

His lips moved, but no sound came out.

Han Tianyi understood it.

She doesn't want to see herself.

Those eyes made Han Tianyi despair, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pool, and all thoughts were lost.

But he also took the blanket and covered it on Xia Yuluo's lap:
"cold."

Xia Yuluo had already turned her head away, not knowing which direction of nothingness she was looking at.

Seeing her like this, Han Tianyi didn't say much, but quietly retreated into the next room.

There are many things in the world that can be redeemed.

But there are more irreparable things.

Such as old dreams, such as years, such as the feeling of a person.

He leaned against the wall.

The scene in front of him darkened in front of him.

Messy thoughts are lingering, and I have a splitting headache.

He clenched his fist tightly, and Xia Yuluo, who was only separated by a wall, was not much better than him,
Separated by a wall, it is like the ends of the earth.

Xia Yuluo's cell phone was beside her.

In the silent air, the phone suddenly vibrated, awakening the dust in the air.

She glanced down.

It's Han Tianyi.

Raising her hand and throwing the phone to the ground, Xia Yuluo pulled the quilt over her head.

Han Tianyi sent a text message, but no one responded.

He didn't give up, his slender fingers quickly pressed on the keyboard again.

Xia Yuluo's cell phone was still ringing, and text message notifications kept coming.

She lifted the quilt, walked down barefoot, and turned her phone to vibrate.

He took the pillow again and buried himself in it, so that the next sound could not be heard.

Han Tianyi was still sending text messages persistently.

He couldn't help thinking about her, but he didn't dare to look at her like that.

He has always boasted that he is powerful, invincible and indestructible, but he is only afraid of seeing Xia Yuluo's eyes.

She is the weakness under his armor.

Han Tianyi held his mobile phone, and all the text messages he sent in the past fell into the sea.

There is no sound.

My heart is empty.

A melodious and low-pitched tune came from the other side of the room—the snowing season.

The ethereal music finally overwhelmed the noisy voice.

This winter is really too cold.

Xia Yuluo pulled the quilt.

With such coldness, she felt that she might not be able to survive this winter.

Looking at the sunshine outside the window, no matter how warm the light was, it couldn't shine into her heart.

There is a piece of desolation, not a blade of grass grows.