The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1987 Seeing His Own Creation
"I just feel sorry for him..."

Qin Youxuan cautiously looked up at Shan Hanjie, clutching his lapel with her small hands, "I know you want to say that he has done a lot of evil, but last night I saw him crying alone with a photo of Shan Rong. Very uncomfortable."

Qin Youxuan sniffed, her expression became lonely.

She knows that feeling.

When Ye Zhanxing had just died, she couldn't help being dazed every time she heard someone calling her father.

Imagine the picture of your father still by your side.

The pain of missing her loved ones inexplicably touched the string in her heart.

She suddenly understood that Shan Hanxi was obsessed with revenge.

Dan Rong owed Shan Hanjie, but he cared for Shan Hanxi in every possible way, even to the point of death, he planned everything for Shan Hanxi.

To them, Dan Rong is a devil, but to Shan Hanxi, there should be no one who treats him better than Dan Rong.

"You can only think about other things when you are alive. If you are really dead, you will have nothing. Hatred really can't replace everything." Qin Youxuan approached Shan Hanjie's arms, and stretched out her arms to hug him.

This point, she is not talking about others, but herself.

Back then, she also hated, was stupid, and misunderstood Shan Hanjie.

If it wasn't for the time when she almost lost him, Qin Youxuan might never know how happy it is for the living to be by the side of the one they love.

She wanted to give Shan Hanxi a chance.

Perhaps one day, he will figure it out for himself.

Even if she couldn't, she believed that Shan Hanjie would have a way to deal with it.

"He is not you, without such a high awareness, keeping him will be a disaster."

Shan Hanjie pressed her small head, hugged her and turned to the French window.

The bright light projected on the two of them, warm and full of happiness.

"I know... I'm not the Holy Mother, I'm just telling you what I think, and I'll listen to you." Qin Youxuan snuggled into Shan Hanjie's arms, holding his hand all the time.

Watching Shan Hanxi die helplessly, she felt uncomfortable.

Keep Shan Hanxi, if he persists in his obsession, it may be Shan Hanjie who is in danger.

"Even if I am willing to save him, he may not believe me."

After a long time, Shan Hanjie opened his lips quietly.

Under the eyes, there is a depth that no one can understand.

Qin Youxuan's worries are also his.

Now Shan Hanxi is lonely, humble, and pitiful... A person who used to be so proud suddenly can't do anything and can only live in a wheelchair.

It's not that Shan Hanjie doesn't know that Shan Hanxi never tried to hit him hard from the beginning to the end, and that his mother's death can only be blamed on Shan Rong and Ji Moyi.

It was only because he avenged his mother and killed Ji Moyi that they reached a point where they could never turn back.

"You mean, are you willing to save him?" Qin Youxuan raised her head in astonishment, her petite body spun around on Shan Hanjie's thigh, and put her arms around his neck.

There was a trace of surprise in the bright cat eyes.

On the way she came, she was worried that Shan Hanjie would get angry, but she never thought that he would say such words so calmly.

"Shan Hanjie, you actually want to forgive Shan Hanxi too, don't you?"

"Do your best to see his own creation."

Shan Hanjie's coquettish pupils shimmered, and his lips parted quietly.

……

International airport.

The bustling crowd, people coming and going.

The radio in the airport kept playing the same reminder tone back and forth.

(End of this chapter)