Shen Xiujin's thick pupils tightened hard. He wanted to rush over, but restrained himself and stood still.

The hands hanging by his sides clenched stiffly.

He watched Su Qiao walk up to him step by step, but she didn't throw herself into his arms like before...

Su Qiao is now so cold that she has lost consciousness.

So cold...so cold that I feel like I'm about to die...

Shen Xiujin stood right in front of her, like a warm furnace, exuding a warmth that she couldn't resist.

Instinct made her want to get closer involuntarily, and she even wanted to rush into his arms regardless, greedily absorbing his warmth like a drug addict...

But Su Qiao saw Shen Xiujin standing in the sun, her shirt dazzlingly white, spotless and clean.

And she herself was covered in blood...

It will stain him.

He finally climbed out of this hell...

No more getting dirty...

Su Qiao's steps towards Shen Xiujin were restrained with all her strength, and she walked slowly and slowly.

She was afraid of getting him dirty...

Shen Xiujin saw her hesitation clearly.

His black eyes darkened hard, and a fishy sweetness filled his throat, so he forced it down.

The clenched fists were loosened inch by inch. Shen Xiujin tried her best to pretend as if nothing had happened, stretched out her hand towards Su Qiao and said in a hoarse voice: "Come here..."

However, Su Qiao shook her head. She took a half step back, moved her bloodless lips, frowned and said, "Dirty..."

What she meant was that she was covered in blood...it would stain his clothes.

But as soon as the word came out of her mouth, she saw that Shen Xiujin's expression completely changed, becoming gloomy to the core and showing shocking cruelty.

"Dirty?" Shen Xiujin sneered faintly, her finger bones making a clicking sound.

"..."

Su Qiao has never seen such a terrifying Shen Xiujin.

Even when they met for the first time, Shen Xiujin, who wanted to kill her, was not so scary...

"Shen..." She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Shen Xiujin madly pulled her into his arms, with enough force to strangle her to death.

It’s over, I’m completely dirty now…

Su Qiao looked helpless as her white shirt was stained red by her wet blood.

Shen Xiujin hugged the woman in his arms tightly, wishing to crush her into pieces and stuff her into flesh and blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "Su Qiao, how dare you..."

However, before she finished her harsh words, he noticed that her little hands took the initiative to hug his waist, and her soft, cold hands gently stroked along his spine.

Like soothing a wild beast.

Her tone was helpless and doting, like coaxing a child with a tantrum: "Hey, I warned you. I'm dirty, and now your shirt is also stained... Don't let me pay for it!"

"..."

Every muscle in Shen Xiujin's body froze in confusion. The anger that wanted to destroy was at its peak, and suddenly there was nowhere to put it.

When she said dirty... she was referring to herself?

His breathing was trembling, and he hugged her tighter almost ferociously. The uneasiness and panic in his heart that surged like weeds finally found sustenance at this moment.

"Su Qiao..." Shen Xiujin moved her dry lips, and the low voice in her ear trembled, telling her almost humbly, "I... am not dirty. Don't think twice about me..."

That night, he tried his best to escape... As a result, he was hung up and beaten until he was left with only one breath left.

With a trembling voice, he tried his best to hide his fear and fear of being rejected by her, and bluffing harsh words in her ear.

He said: "Su Qiao, don't push me away...or I, I will kill you..."

Su Qiao was stunned for a long time before she understood the meaning of "dirty" in Shen Xiujin's mouth.

He is talking about himself...

Is he... afraid that she will think he is dirty?

"..."

Su Qiao suddenly felt so uncomfortable, as boring as the day before a rainstorm.

He is obviously the most innocent victim, why should he explain this to another person?

"I know……"

Su Qiao sighed softly, gently caressing Shen Xiujin's back that was bent for her, and leaned against his heart. Her voice was gentle and calm, piecing together his shattered self-esteem bit by bit.

"Shen Xiujin, it's not your fault... The dirty ones are those who hurt you and covet you! They are dirty, and their hearts are dirty! You are not wrong, and you are not unclean... No one can I despise you!"

He was still worried, hugged her tightly, and asked stubbornly, "What about you?"

He doesn't care about others, he only cares about her...Will she dislike him?
Chapter completed!