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All of a sudden, Ye Chunhao felt a powerful force and he was pulled back to the ward.

Qiuya wanted to commit suicide again and jumped off the building. Fortunately, she was seen by a nurse, who quickly informed her family.

She was disheartened and desperate. All the regret and pain seemed to be getting bigger and stronger at this moment, but she couldn't do anything about it.

At this time, Ye Chunhao saw the man in black, and the God of Hate appeared.

He stood behind the door, as if he didn't like the sunlight very much.

"Should we talk?" he said to Ye Chunhao.

"You want to trick me into leaving again. It was my leaving last time that made my deskmate filled with extreme hatred and kill someone in revenge, but the result was like that. Do you know? What you did was very cruel!" Ye Chunhao was extremely angry and questioned him.

"You're so funny. It's not something I can control her from doing that. It's just human weakness. She has accumulated too much resentment and finally couldn't hold it in. I didn't do anything to her, nor did I discipline her. She just couldn't control herself." The God of Hate tried his best to defend himself.

"But the child is innocent, and she is innocent too... How can you be so cruel to let a family that should have been complete become like that? Is there no other way? Is there no way out?" Ye Chunhao said uncomfortably. He thought of the unfortunate experience of his deskmate's family, her pain, and the death of his child. He was extremely sad. For a moment, his heart was filled with too many emotions, and self-blame occupied all his emotions.

"Don't ask me about this. I think this is their own fate. The result of not loving someone may be even worse. Isn't it?"

"If you don't love me anymore, you can leave me!"

"If I leave, there will be no more hatred, will it be resolved? Maybe the consequences will be even worse." The God of Hate said with some disdain. "By the way, let's not chat here. This is not the right place. I don't like hospitals."

"Let's go to the Sky Tower and get some fresh air."

Ye Chunhao saw Qiu Ya calm down. She had taken a sedative and fell asleep quickly. Her depression had reached a very serious level. If it continued like this, it would be terrible. The so-called Zan Nan had never come to see her once. It was really infuriating! Ye Chunhao thought to himself, and reluctantly went to the Heavenly Tower with the God of Hatred.

The sky is high and the clouds are light in Tianlou, and the scenery is beautiful.

It was just that Ye Chunhao suddenly felt a sense of fear, but he was already dead, and the past was not worth remembering. He told himself that the past was just a passing cloud. Living in the present was the wisest choice.

"Actually, I really want to know what happened at that time. I was really drunk. Was there something wrong with your drink?" Ye Chunhao questioned him.

"I did use some tricks, but man, how can you be so naive? I just don't want you to be around, otherwise your sympathy will overflow and I don't know what you will do. So I asked you to get drunk and not be there, so I could watch the whole process. The good thing is, I didn't accelerate the hatred. There was a lot of hatred accumulated in the first place, and there was no need for me to be there."

"But I still don't believe she would kill her own husband!"

"Why not? You overestimate human nature!"

Ye Chunhao tried his best to defend himself: "They have families, children, and good times in the past?"

"That's ridiculous, they're having a great time?"

"Isn't there any?"

"I am oblivious."

"So what do you know?"

"When she was with him, there was very little love and more hatred, you know?"

"Why? I don't know why it's so bad."

"Your desk mate dropped out of school, wasn't it because of him? Later, he pestered her and chased her everywhere, threatening her in various ways. Although the two of them had some feelings for each other, especially your desk mate, their love was deformed. The boy was also uneducated and unskilled, gambling, whoring, and all kinds of things. Can their love last? Although having a child has improved things, life is not love, it is always beautiful as imagined. The pressure of life is enough to destroy a person. After experiencing enough domestic violence, she naturally couldn't bear it. Divorce can't be negotiated, and her future family is not supportive. What chance do you think there is?"

"But, it shouldn't be like that!" Ye Chunhao said heavily.

"This is fate. We cannot control it. Love, hate, and vengeance are not static." The God of Hate sneered.

"What happened that day? I want to know."

"Look at the sky, those pigeons are free! Flying freely is such a blessing. Sometimes, we cannot control our own destiny, and we feel very powerless. To transcend destiny, we really need something extra, but as mortals, many things are beyond our control. Submission may be better, but it may also be worse."

"I don't want to listen to your pigeon theory. I want to know what happened that day!" Ye Chunhao said angrily.

"You don't have to be angry with me. Besides, I really didn't do anything about that matter."

"I don't want to hear your excuses!"

"What can I say? I am the God of Hate, so naturally I have to see them hate each other. This is my duty. I want to see the hatred and suffering in the world, don't I? I like this feeling, not the feeling of love. Hate is the most important component of emotion, isn't it? Aren't you full of hatred now? Haha." The God of Hate said proudly.

"So are you going to tell me or not? If not, I won't accompany you anymore!"

"If you want to know, there's something I can't tell you."

"That day, your deskmate's husband came home and found the child was sick and sent to the hospital, because your deskmate's mother was sick and she went to the hospital. Then she called him and asked him to go home to take care of the child. Her husband drank and was drunk, how could he take good care of the child. And you don't know the hidden truth. The child was not your deskmate's husband's! Instead, she had it with someone else in order to retaliate against him. Another quarrel, I don't know how this matter came out, your deskmate's husband naturally had hatred in his heart, after all, it was a child. I don't know how, when he came home and saw that the child was sick, with a high fever, he didn't care or ask, the child was seriously ill, and the high fever caused fainting, shock, and eventually passed away. He watched from the side and felt it was a relief. He continued to drink, and when she came back exhausted, she thought her husband had killed the child. Then you know, the woman's straw suddenly broke, and all the resentment broke out at that moment, but she couldn't beat him at all. When he fell asleep, she raised the kitchen knife!" The God of Hate said calmly, as if these things had nothing to do with him. It seems very ordinary and normal, as if everything is so natural.

"But why is it like this? I still can't figure it out."

"You have no idea how powerful hatred is. I didn't do anything. I just watched it happen calmly. I've seen this happen too many times."

"But...can't it be just fine?"

"What kind of good law do you hope for?" The God of Hate looked at him, wondering if this kid was overthinking or was too naive.

"I don't know. I just feel like this is going to end badly."

"Yeah, it's bad. Everything's broken, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it's all broken."