Chapter 49 Tolerance

Wen Qishan was obviously shocked by Han Sheng's three light words and stammered, "You...you know?"

Han Sheng didn't make a sound. He must have nodded and only heard his emotional voice say,

"After the photo was published on the Internet, once I went to your house to find you and accidentally saw your diary, recording the sweetness between you. I read the date, before I met her, and in order to use me to push her to my side, your pain and struggle..." Mi Shu stood outside the door, horrized and looked miserable. Scary white.

She didn't know what Han Sheng was thinking when she said these words. On the surface, she seemed to be talking about other people's things, but when she thought that when he found this amazing truth, she felt the pain and despair, and she had to hold back the blood in her heart and pretended not to do anything to leave...

She dared not think anymore and couldn't imagine who could stand such betrayal and deception?

Han Sheng, Han Sheng, you swallowed your anger. After all, you couldn't resist the huge impact of your body and fell down. So the real reason why you were sick is to know the truth, right? You were cheated by the two most important people in your life, and you didn't even tell a single person. You were depressed in your heart until your flesh and blood were blurred. , decay, ulceration...

So at that time, the doctor said that you didn't have the strength to support you to complete the operation because you were hopeless and had no will to survive, right?

Thinking about this clearly, Mi Shu's head suddenly seemed to rush past. After a roar, she lost her strength and leaned against the cold wall behind her. Obviously, it was a hot summer, but it made her sweat coldly.

If she hadn't fled to the city, if she hadn't made up lies to defraud Ke Tong's trust, and if she hadn't risked being seen by doctors using magic by doctors, she would have injected energy into the operating room, if not...

So there is no such thing as Han Sheng in this world? A generation of superstars passed away?

Wen Qishan, have you ever thought that it was because of your indulgence of Fan Aibing and your selfish desire to almost kill this innocent and kind life worshipped and loved by countless people in the world!

Mishu couldn't help trembling all over, and her nails were fiercely embedded in the meat, and she couldn't feel any pain at all.

She can't wait to kill these two scum!

Han Sheng fell ill after knowing the truth. Wen Qishan happened to travel far away at that time, saying that he was a long trip. In fact, he had always been in the city. Otherwise, he would not have appeared in the flower street, which proved that he was still guilty. However, he just thought that Han Sheng was taken advantage of by Fan Aibing to get sick, and he never thought of it at all. He already knew the whole truth at that time.

When Wen Qishan appeared again, why did Han Sheng regard him as his best friend? I still remember that some time ago, after Wen Qishan "comed back", he went to Han Sheng's house to catch up with him. Han Sheng was nervous and seriously prepared to welcome the "VIP" he said. Why is that?

The force in Mishu's hand tightened and forced himself to control himself.

Wen Qishan was so shocked that he didn't say anything for a long time. He only heard him trembling and said,

"Then why... why are you still... so good to me..."

"Qishan, I'm a person who has experienced death. What else can't be let go?" Han Sheng's tone was with a trace of sigh, "I only remember our unparalleled tacit understanding in music. I only remember the spiritual communication without any impurities when we drank together. I only remember that you are my only friend. We know what we think of each other without talking. You know how I was before I met you. An autistic person..."

"Han Sheng..." Wen Qishan's voice has a very heavy nasal sound. Presumably this cold-hearted person can't help but be moved by such a kind Han Sheng at this moment.

Mishu raised his head feebly and couldn't listen any more. He turned around and ran away in panic.

Han Sheng, I'm not you. I can't be as broad-minded as you, so I can't forgive Wen Qishan and Fan Aibing for the damage caused to you. I'm a mortal, a cynical and a petty mortal. Even the two people who slander me behind my back can't forgive the punishment. After all, are you a Bodhisattva? Only then can we let go of such betrayal.

Also, what is the reason why you are so gentle and cheerful in front of people, but so melancholy and silent behind others?

Mishu was waiting for Han Sheng downstairs. Because she couldn't continue to listen, she couldn't know what Han Sheng said next, so that they would make each other suffer in the future.

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On the way home, Han Sheng drove without saying a word. Mi Shu sat in the co-pilot's seat and did not make a sound, but he couldn't calm down. The person around him seemed to be indifferent to everything except work, but in fact, his heart was like a mirror, with such a big secret, but he could Don't let anyone find out that this kind of person actually lives harder and harder.

My heart hurts. Such a kind and excellent man should enjoy the purest love and friendship in the world, but God wants to tease him like this. Maybe he was not born in the entertainment industry and stay away from these cannibal demons who trample on other people's bodies. He must really laugh in the sun. Be brilliant and enjoy the most insipid happiness.

The car drove into the yard, and Mishu got out of the car full of heart. The night was already dark. There was a little starlight sprinkled on the house in the night above his head, and the same dazzling light in the floor-to-ceiling window was reflected. Mishu fixed his eyes and saw that it was the light reflected by the bright and enchanting red wine on the wine rack. The mysterious purple light attracted me, and my feet walked in the direction of the wine rack.

She knew that she was not good at drinking, and she knew that she could not and should not drink it, but her heart was extremely depressed. The red wine in front of her seemed to have a seductive light, as if she was going to pour this choking Yin Hong** into her body, and that kind of depression could be released.

So, I really did it.

I took a bottle of open wine, took out a goblet from the shelf, and filled myself muddlely, but was snatched away by Han Sheng, who had just parked the car and saw this scene.

"What kind of wine do you have to drink?" Han Sheng's tone is always so confusing.

Mi Shu looked at Han Sheng's unreal face and grinned confusedly, "Celebrate, celebrate your long-lasting friendship with Wen Da-like."

Han Sheng's face was stiff and as smart as him. He understood Mishu's words and sat down directly beside him. He was not surprised or ups, but said lightly.

"You know it."

Mishu did not speak and stared at the red wine that was taken away by Han Sheng. She had never felt that the color of the red wine was so dazzling that people could not move their eyes.

"When did you know?"

He finally had a question, but he didn't care much about knowing the answer. Mishu was afraid that he would think he was eavesdropping outside the door today and didn't know how to explain it. He just said,

"Two days ago."

Now that the topic has been brought here, Mishu couldn't help asking the confusion in her heart, "I don't understand why they did that to you, and you still..."

She doesn't believe that it's because she has experienced life and death. If so, why can't he forgive Fan Aibing? The special indifference and ruthlessness to her may be because Fan Aibing is the originator of the whole thing, or because Fan Aibing has been using him from beginning to end, and Wen Qishan's friendship with him is true. This may be true, but she always feels that only what she cares about most is the most unforgivable, just like Xie Junjie to her. At the beginning, she was so painful that she almost suffocated, all because she still loved him in her heart, but now she doesn't hate him at all, just because she doesn't have him in her heart.

So does it also mean that Han Sheng's heart still can't let Fan Aibing go?

He is such a fragile and timid person. Since he loves him, he must go deep into the bone marrow, so he hates more and more real, doesn't he?

Mishu was eager to solve the happy doubts, but she never thought that the result was so cruel and unacceptable...