Shang Qian smiled, a bit miserable.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shang Qian paused, looked up, and saw that Su Nan had come out wearing a bathrobe, her hair still wet.

Su Nan looked at him calmly, and his heart was full of distress.

She hated herself a little, why did she bring it up to want to know these things?

Let him recall the pain of the past, how could she do this?

Step by step, she walked in front of him.

Looking up at him, he reached out and touched his face with guilt in his tone.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to say that."

Knowing the truth would be shocking, but I didn't expect that all this was based on Shang Qian's unfortunate first half of his life.

Shang Qian's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of scarlet red blood.

He raised his hand and took Su Nan into his arms.

Tight, listening to his heartbeat, Su Nan felt extremely distressed.

Her tears couldn't stop flowing, and she sobbed slightly.

"Shang Qian, how did you look so good?"

It's too easy for an illegitimate child to become bad in that drunken environment, and there must be no shortage of people around who want him to go to hell.

But he did not fall, did not rely on the power of merchants.

He blazed a tough road for himself, allowing him and Mike to have a decent life.

How could he be so good?

Shang Qian's hand moved slightly harder, and he buried it in her shoulders, because the heaviness on her shoulders suddenly disappeared.

Yeah, how did he get to where he is today?

He forgot.

He said silently:

"Perhaps, it is so that I can stand here today and be a person who is worthy of you."

The existence of Su Nan made him feel that his previous forbearance and struggle were meaningful.

She is so bright, she can never see the filth of the world, and she is always high above.

He gradually longed to be close to her.

unswervingly to death.

Su Nan choked, touched his head, and comforted him:

"Then you will always stay by my side, always be so good."

She was distressed to death, even if Shang Qian told her now that his tenderness was just pretending, she understood his suffering.

and forgive him.

Shang Qian smiled, his eyes seemed to clear the clouds and see the fog, and it was as warm as spring.

He touched her hair, and it came out wet before it was wiped clean.

He let go of her gently, joy in his eyes.

"I'll wipe your hair for you."

Su Nan nodded, Shang Qian went in and took a dry towel and let her sit on the sofa, standing behind her.

He moved very gently, even pulling a single hair.

"Su Nan, you won't mention the breakup in the future, will you?"

There was caution in his voice.

Su Nan's heart trembled, and he raised a smile.

"Not for now, but in the future, it depends on your performance."

Shang Qian gently rubbed her hair gently, before speaking for a while, with a low voice:

"Okay, I'll do well."

Su Nan smiled and blinked, she was so lucky to have met such a person.

After more than ten minutes, Shang Qian tirelessly wiped her hair over and over again, and applied essential oil to her hair by the way.

Although the action is unfamiliar, but fortunately the process is not wrong.

Su Nan opened his mouth, but still sighed and pursed his lips:

"Shang Qian, if you are sad, it is not a good thing to hide in your heart. You can tell me that I will never despise you, because you did nothing wrong..."