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Ye Chunhao seemed to be trapped in the loss of his feelings and the depression he had before. He looked very uncomfortable. The God of Hate seemed to see it and did not ask any more questions.

"You are tired, you can go back to your work."

"What should I do? I continue to observe, continue to watch, continue to think, and continue to feel other people's pain. It's really not fun." Ye Chunhao was a little angry.

"But that's your job! Haha."

“Is there any way to solve this problem?”

"Yes, that's fine if you don't go."

"You mean I just need to leave them? But I can't leave."

"Aren't you going away now?"

"Oh. That's right. I don't have to watch their days anymore. It's really tiring."

"You can choose to be here. You don't have to go."

"how about you."

"I'll be with you."

Then, the God of Hate took him to drink the so-called drink, which was like wine but not wine, and seemed to be intoxicating. Ye Chunhao soon got drunk and even cried. Thinking of the past, his sadness was like a river. He was drunk and unconscious, and then the God of Hate helped him to sleep. He took advantage of his drunkenness and fell asleep.

The God of Hate slipped out at this time.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and everything seemed to be very lovely. After a comfortable sleep, Ye Chunhao was very satisfied. He hadn't slept so soundly for a long time. It was really comfortable. He was still in the house of the Hate God. The Hate God was nowhere to be found. When he had tidied himself up, the Hate God slowly walked in.

"Where have you been?" Ye Chunhao asked him while tidying up his clothes.

"I saw you were asleep, so I left."

"I have to go back. I can't be with you all day, otherwise I will be filled with hatred."

"Okay, you can go back."

For a moment, he was confused. Ye Chunhao returned to her house. The house was very quiet. He walked out of the room and saw the living room was in a mess. When he looked carefully, he found that his husband was lying on the sofa with blood all over his body, his eyes were wide open, and the child seemed to be sleeping. But when he walked over, he found that the child was dead. Ah! What happened? Then he found the woman curled up in the corner, shivering and talking nonsense. The older child seemed to have gone to his grandmother's house and did not come back.

Ye Chunhao was stunned by the scene before him and was numbed.

He didn't know why everything happened so quickly, he had only been away for one night. When he thought about it carefully, he realized that he had been fooled. As long as he was here, she would not use extreme methods, and they would still have love, but now, everything has changed.

When the child's grandmother arrived, she was also shocked by the scene. She called and an ambulance and police car also arrived. Then the child's mother was taken away. The older child cried very sadly, and the child's grandmother was also very sad. Everything had changed, completely changed.

The blood also stained the class photo red.

Ye Chunhao hated the God of Hate at this moment. How could he deceive himself like this? He wanted to find him to settle the score, but he didn't know how to find him. At this time, he squatted down and looked at the class photo, feeling extremely painful. He didn't know why it turned out like this. What about love? What about marriage? What about happiness? What about love? Can the God of Hate really intensify hatred and death?

He began to blame himself for drinking that stuff, thinking there must be something wrong with it.

But it was too late.

Afterwards, she was sentenced to life imprisonment, but she became insane and mentally ill not long after being in prison. She was then locked up in a mental hospital for mental illness treatment. Ye Chunhao also appeared where she lived. When he saw her, he always felt that he owed her something.

He didn't understand. Could it be like this if you once loved someone so much?

He continued back to their home, and in their photo albums, he seemed to find some answers.

When he continued to search, he actually found a photo of Zhang Jie, a photo of Zhang Jie! That means the husband is Zhang Jie! No wonder when he first saw him, he felt that he looked a bit like him, but he didn't think much about it. So, they are together? ! ! ! !

Ye Chunhao fell into an incomprehensible confusion.

They were together? In love? Married and had kids?

What kind of world is this?

In those photo albums, he seemed to have found some memories of them. After she started working, they were persuaded to drop out of school because of a fight and went out to work. Perhaps it was fate that they met in Guangdong. After that, he pestered her, and she was pretty, so they got together.

Maybe he really liked her at that time, otherwise she would not have agreed.

Strangers, plus the special and strange feelings between them, so they were together, perhaps many people could not understand, Ye Chunhao also found it difficult to understand, after that they seemed to have a very happy time, playing together, roller skating, traveling around, watching the sea. At that time, they were like many couples, living their own world, but Zhang Jie did not work seriously, and she always found money for him to spend. Later, Zhang Jie found some jobs, and they planned to live a good life together.

Because she was pregnant, they went home to hold a wedding and finally gave birth to their eldest child. After that, life was like that. Working was not a long-term solution, so they went home to settle down, but their life was not satisfactory. Coupled with Zhang Jie's own problems, their love became less and less, and there were more and more conflicts. He was lazy and gluttonous, gambling, and alcoholism. Everything exacerbated the changes in their relationship. She had enough and was tired.

It would be a lie to say there is no love, but there is very little love left.

Ye Chunhao looked at these photos alone, as if he was in a kind of pain. He didn't know whether it was a relief for her. For him, perhaps the price was too high. Without life, when there was no love at all, he would really fall into hell.

He didn't believe in hating God at first, but now he thinks that's true. But if he were here, would it be a different scene? His death has nothing to do with him. At this time, a gust of wind blew in from the window, and the God of Love descended.

"Why did you show up? I know I did something wrong and I shouldn't have left." Ye Chunhao said with some regret.

"I didn't know he would be like this. It's good that you know you're wrong. I think you have a deep understanding of love, right?" said the god of love in a calm tone.

"I don't know. I don't want love to become like this. When two people are together, shouldn't they be together forever and love each other forever? Why do we have to go through this? Why do we have to be so painful? Why does it have to end like this?" Ye Chunhao said painfully.

"Do you think love means being together forever?"

"It seems you still don't understand love!"

"You understand. Then explain to me, what is love?"

"I am the God of Love, so I naturally understand."

"What a crap love! All love is crap!" Ye Chunhao yelled.

"You need to calm down."

"I'm in pain."