I can't catch the idol queen

"Hi, I'm Han Lie, Han Yu's brother."

The Han family?
Xu Qianqian was stunned: "You said you were Han Yu's brother, your real brother?"

Han Lie nodded, with an apology on his face, dispelling his original indifference.

Xu Qianqian's face changed, but there was no hatred or resentment, but rather complicated.

Han Lie... She should have seen it before, in the Han family villa.

When she lost her mind and broke into Han's house single-handedly intending to kill Mrs. Han, he seemed to be there at the time.

It's just that she only had Mrs. Han in her eyes at that time, and she didn't pay attention to Han Lie's appearance. After five years, she couldn't remember it clearly, so she didn't remember it just now.

Now looking at the person in front of him who was so loud and angry that he was polite to him, Xu Qianqian suddenly felt a little weird and awkward.

"You..." As soon as Xu Qianqian opened his mouth, Xu Qianqian stopped, glanced at him, then at the car, and pulled his hair a little irritably: "Can you take care of Han Yu yourself? At home, Yoyo is sleeping too, I'm afraid it's not very convenient."

If she had known that the person who sent a certain man here was his own brother, she would not have come down in a hurry.

"He doesn't listen to anyone. When I wanted to take him home, he kept holding on to the car, only calling for you."

Han Lie stared at her with clear and cold eyes, then bent down suddenly, and lowered his head.

Xu Qianqian was taken aback, and then heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Miss Xu, what happened five years ago was that our Han family was sorry to you, and my father and I felt deeply guilty, but Ah Yu... was forced by us... Yes, I hope you don't blame him and give him a chance."

It was the first time someone bowed down to apologize to her, Xu Qianqian's awkwardness was scared away by such a great courtesy.

Listening to him talking about five years ago, even though she felt a little relieved, Xu Qianqian's mood was still a little complicated and a little sour at the same time.

The mastermind of the incident back then was Bai Mo'er, and Mrs. Han was the target of Bai Mo'er's bewitchment and use. Qianqian didn't really feel much.

It's just that when I met people related to that year, I was a little emotional, just like a calm lake, no matter how calm it looks, it will cause waves due to a little air current.

Xu Qianqian sighed: "It's all over, you... don't need to do this, can I see Han Yu's situation first?"

Xu Qianqian came back to her senses, heard that she also reached out to touch Han Yu's face, but Han Yu directly grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his own face: "Qianqian..."

She wanted to pull her hand away, but she couldn't let go, and she was still muttering: "Don't leave me, Qianqian..."

Xu Qianqian: "..."

In the end, Xu Qianqian had no choice but to go back to Han Yu's villa with Han Lie and send Han Yu back to his bedroom.

Han Lie entrusted some things to Xu Qianqian and then left. When he left, he only said one sentence: "Miss Xu, even though Ah Yu is bad in every possible way, he really loves you to the bottom of his heart..."

Xu Qianqian sat blankly by Han Yu's bed, his eyes were out of focus, and what Han Lie said kept thinking in his mind.

"A Yu has blamed us for five years. He has never called me brother or my dad again. No matter what he has done, the only thing that remains the same is that he loves you, there is no doubt about it."

She looked down at the peaceful man on the bed, pursed her lips, feeling a little complicated.

Actually... She never doubted his feelings, but why... Everyone thinks she doesn't believe in Han Yu's feelings?
Xu Qianqian felt helpless and touched, Han Lie... really loved Han Yu's younger brother.

Sighing, Xu Qianqian went downstairs to make hangover soup for Han Yu.

However, as soon as she opened the door, Xu Qianqian stepped on some foreign objects. She lowered her head and found that it was a folder.

She froze for a moment, then moved her foot away, bent down to pick up the folder, and as soon as she opened it, she saw the photos inside.

Just turned a few pages, and didn't know what she saw. Xu Qianqian's pupils suddenly narrowed into a small focal length. As if she couldn't believe it, she pulled it into the folder and looked at it carefully. Loose, the folder fell to the ground.

Her whole body froze, her hands trembled violently, as if she suddenly remembered something, she suddenly came back to her senses and ran to the bed, pulling Han Yu's left hand regardless.

There was an expensive and exclusive watch. Xu Qianqian tried to take it off with trembling hands, but his hand suddenly seemed to have Parkinson's disease, and he couldn't take it off no matter what.

Just when she was about to cry, the watch was finally untied, and the wrist covered by the watch came into view.

Looking at the uneven scars on the fair and delicate wrist, there seemed to be countless cuts, like countless centipedes layered on top of each other, which made people tremble with fear.

With a "snap", the watch worth tens of millions fell directly to the ground, and Xu Qianqian seemed to have lost all strength to support and fell to the ground. Maybe... not true, it must not be true..."

She looked at the man who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. He was sleeping so peacefully, like a god who suddenly fell into sleep, which was unbearable to disturb.

Xu Qianqian's eye sockets suddenly turned red, and tears moistened her eyes, but she held them tightly to prevent them from falling, as if she was the last stubborn.

"flourishing……"

The man suddenly murmured softly, and after he finished speaking, his thin lips curled up, amazed the silent night, as if the ice and snow had melted and spring flowers bloomed, embellishing all the uneasiness.

Xu Qianqian couldn't bear it anymore and lay down on the bed, sobbing and crying: "Fool, you big fool!"

The night wind blows through the curtains and breaks into the bedroom, lifts up the folder lying alone on the ground, and sees the bloody, pale, or decadent photos that are so shocking, flipping through "crash", and finally It fell on a line of words.

Five years of hell time, in exchange for you to look back.

The wind was blowing outside the window, but there was only a low echo of weeping inside.

Evening wind knows no sorrow, and my heart is hurt.The stars blinked innocently, and the moon hid in the clouds.

The night passed away quietly...

-

When Han Yu woke up, he only felt a headache. The memory of last night only stayed at the last scene of the wrapping banquet, and he couldn't remember anything after that. This feeling was a bit familiar. He had experienced it many times in the past five years.

He can drink very well, and he can't get drunk even if he wants to. The only thing that can have this effect is the sleeping pill that Han Lie gave him.

Han Yu's face turned cold. He used to drug him because he couldn't sleep all night and drank too much. Why did he drug him last night?
Just as he was about to call him with his mobile phone, the door was opened from the outside, and Han Yu's sharp and ruthless eyes like a hawk suddenly shot at the door.

"Who?!"

The visitor paused, then opened the door and walked in.

"I."

Han Yu was stunned: "Qianqian?"

"Otherwise, who do you think it would be?"

Xu Qianqian put down the plate in her hand and stared at him with narrowed eyes, her gaze was dangerous.

Han Yu came back to his senses in an instant, and before he could speak, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, and he stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms.

"When did you come and why didn't you wake me up?"

Xu Qianqian snorted: "I was dragged here last night by someone, and I woke you up? It's not bad if you don't make a fuss."

Han Yu: "..."

Han Yu's mind turned for a while, then he thought of something, pursed his lips and said, "Did Han Lie call you?"

The breath all over his body suddenly became cold, and his face became gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

Suddenly, a warm hand caressed his handsome face, and the coldness instantly dissipated.

He lowered his head and met those clear and vivid apricot eyes. Xu Qianqian said softly, "Han Yu, he is your brother."

No matter what happened in the past, the family relationship will not change, let alone the relatives who have loved him since childhood.

She didn't want to be the one to ruin his family, never did.

Han Yu's thin lips were pursed into a straight line. He tightened his arms around her instantly, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I know, but I don't know how to get along with them anymore."

Five years ago, he hated them, and he can't let it go until now, but he also knows that, except for what happened five years ago, they never forced him to do anything.

But that's what made him confused. He wanted to hate but knew he shouldn't hate, but he didn't hate but knew that there was always a thorn in his heart, so that he couldn't even call him names.

"I didn't drink much," Han Yu said truthfully, "I was set up by that bastard Han Lie last night. He didn't know who he bribed to give me sleeping pills. It was a special medicine developed by Tang Jinlin, mixed with alcohol. Being together will speed up the drunkenness, and the situation is similar to that of drunkenness."

However, Han Lie took so much trouble to get him drunk, it shouldn't be as simple as picking him up, right?

Han Yu's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the fundus of his eyes was dark.

He looked down at her with inquiry in his eyes: "did he say anything to you last night?"

Xu Qianqian's eyes had become normal after a morning of ice compresses and medication, and there was no redness or swelling in her eyes, and Han Yu could not see any changes in her.

"No." she said.

"is it?"

Han Yu's thin lips parted slightly, neither believing nor disbelief, just looking at her like that, Xu Qianqian suppressed the sourness in his heart, smiled and pinched his face.

"Okay, don't think so much, it's really nothing, just get rid of me and take care of you, and apologize to me..."

"Qianqian..." He held her hand on his face, and looked down at her flowery smiling face: "If the movie box office breaks the record, you will marry me, okay?"

Xu Qianqian was taken aback, Han Yu pursed his lips, and repeated again: "Are you okay?"

He stared at the expression on her face, his handsome face was tense, his heart seemed to have stopped beating, but the hand holding her hand was very measured and didn't hurt her.

The sunlight shines directly into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the breeze blows up the exquisite curtains, blowing up the hair of the two of them. Xu Qianqian saw that her hair was waving and falling on his long hair. feeling.

Xu Qianqian suddenly smiled, a bright and beautiful smile, she blinked her eyes, playful and cute.

"You just... propose to me?"

Han Yu froze for a moment, then his eyes burst into ecstasy, and he lost control of her hand.

"You agreed, didn't you?!" He repeated it as if he couldn't believe it, his expression excited.

"Do I have it?"

Xu Qianqian was full of smiles, but there seemed to be a flash of water in his eyes, and when he looked again, there was nothing at all, as if it was an illusion.

Han Yu directly hugged the two of them tightly in his arms: "You have!"

"You promised me!"

"I've heard it all. It's not that you promised to give me a chance, nor did you agree to date. You agreed to marry me."

"You promised." He repeated stubbornly.

Xu Qianqian felt a burst of moisture when his neck felt cold.

She drooped her slender eyelashes, and raised her arms around his waist.

"Yes," she said softly, as if she was afraid of scaring the man who had been scarred by her, "I agree."

Han Yu suddenly sobbed, and buried his handsome face on her neck, preventing her from seeing her distress.

But he didn't know that the woman in his heart was still feeling sorry for him.

Countless wrist cuts, indelible blood flow, powerless decadence like a person who has lost his soul, although she didn't see that scene with her own eyes, she seemed to be experiencing it personally through the photos.

I vaguely remembered his high-spirited elegance and dignity when I first met him, and Xu Qianqian closed his eyes as his mind flicked over the hideously wounded wrist. The crystal clear tears came to the present like a light mirror that spanned five years, weeping for the past, Also look forward to the future.