For Han Yixiao, this might have just been an ordinary phrase, but for Xia Wan’an, it felt incredibly heart-breaking.
Getting used to... how many tis had she been abused for this to beco a habit?
Last ti, in the rose garden of the old house, she accidentally bumped into her when she was crying. She wanted to help her, respected her choice only after she begged her on her knees.
This ti, she couldn’t just ignore her. Because she could visibly see that the injuries she sustained this ti were far worse than the last... The abuser might go even further next ti, and the ti after that... One day, a slip might take her life away.
She couldn’t knowingly let this tragedy happen and choose to ignore it... What difference was there between her and an accomplice in that case?
Thinking of this, Xia Wan’an spoke up: "Yixiao, do you trust ?"
Upon hearing this, Han Yixiao quickly nodded, the light shining brightly in her eyes. She trusted her. She trusted every word she said.
"Since you trust , will you let protect you? I can ensure your safety no matter who has done this to you. I won’t let this person hurt you again, no matter how they threaten you, you don’t have to be afraid. So, can you tell what exactly happened?"
After listening to Xia Wan’an, Han Yixiao’s eyes dimd suddenly, her face paled as if she recalled sothing frightful, and her lips started to tremble.
Once, soone... soone had said similar things to her. He told her not to be afraid. He would protect her. He was so gentle that she gradually stopped fearing strangers, dared to leave her room, and even felt the urge to speak... But the respite didn’t last long, the man who was like an angel to her had died.
This man was her cousin, his na was Han Jingwen, the younger brother of Han Jingnian.
Xia Wan’an thought Han Yixiao was just scared, she gently reassured her: "Yixiao, I know you’re scared, but you’re not alone anymore, you have , and you have your cousin Han Jingnian, we’ll both help you..."
Thinking of Han Jingwen, Han Yixiao’s eyes glead with terror, she imdiately shook her head.
While shaking her head, she typed a ssage on her phone to Xia Wan’an who had been patiently trying to convince her.
"I won’t tell you. Don’t ask again. I won’t say anything, not even if you kill ..."
While typing, seeing Xia Wan’an not giving up, she sent another ssage full of begging and humility: "Please, don’t ask anymore. I don’t know anything, I really don’t know anything..."
"Don’t ask anymore. Really don’t ask anymore ... It has nothing to do with you, don’t interfere..."
Because she didn’t want Xia Wan’an to die, just like her cousin did.
"Really don’t interfere... I don’t want you to suffer like him..."
Xia Wan’an, who had been persistently asking, suddenly knitted her brows when she saw Han Yixiao’s last ssage.
I don’t want you to end up like him... Who was this ’him’?
Xia Wan’an felt the phrase revealed so important information, but she couldn’t figure it out for a mont. Just as she was wracking her brains, her phone suddenly rang.
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