Chapter 128: Self-abuse

"Yes, otherwise where did I come from and jump out of the cracks in the stone?"

Han Tianhao lay on the side of the cold demon's bed and silently interrupted.

"So it's true? But so what? I don't know him now. Why should I keep a marriage with him in his name?

The cold demon opened his mouth indifferently.

"But little boy, why don't you go with your father?"

"Because I want to be with mommy! Besides, if Daddy did something wrong, he should be punished"

Han Tianhao flatteringly rubbed next to the cold demon and giggled.

"In that case, Mommy will take you! Daddy, Mommy, let's go home!"

He stretched out his hand like a cold little demon queen, and Han Tianhao immediately went up to help her.

So, the mother and daughter slowly walked forward, and the cold wind helped Mrs. Leng follow behind.

"Husband, what did you say to Chen Yu?"

Mrs. Leng quietly approached the cold wind's ears and asked curiously.

"I told him that I wanted him to divorce the little demon."

"Divorce!?"

Mrs. Leng exclaimed, which seemed a little unacceptable.

"Yes, think that the little demon has no memory of him. He is now a stranger to her, and how can Chen Yu put down the burden in his heart and let go of his mommy's death? In this case, why don't you let them separate and pursue their happiness again?

The cold wind came and analyzed one by one.

"Yes, hey, I didn't expect the two of them to go through so much, but they still can't escape such a tragic ending. What a fool!"

Mrs. Leng sighed and felt embarrassed about the fate of her little daughter.

"We are parents, and we don't want anything but to hope that she can be happy"

"Hmm"

As long as the little demon feels happy, she and her father will be satisfied.

Han Chenyu returned to Han's house like a walking corpse. Seeing the mess in the bedroom and thinking of his damage to the little demon, his heart was as painful as a knife. Now he really had nothing. His mother passed away. The little demon completely forgot himself under his own pressure, and his son also hated himself and followed her mother. I have really become a truly lonely person.

"Let's go, let's go, let's all go!!"

Han Chenyu slipped to the ground decadently, and then he locked himself in the bedroom and isolated himself from the outside world.

In these three days, Han Chenyu did nothing, except one thing, that is, drinking. He did not allow anyone to disturb him. His mobile phone was turned off, the bedroom was cumbersome, and he ignored the operation of the company. He just asked his sister-in-law to put the wine at his door.

In the dark bedroom, a decadent figure was leaning against the bedside, holding a bottle of XO, and his surroundings were full of large and small bottles, and the whole room was full of strong wine.

"Little demon... I'm sorry... Why did you forget me? Don't leave me... How good would it be if we could go back to the past...?"

Han Chenyu, who was so drunk and unconscious, closed his eyes slightly and didn't know what he was talking about. He only knew that he and the little demon could go back to the past and return to the beautiful beginning. In his mind, even every cell reflected the little face of the cold demon, her smile, her beauty, and her beauty.

The unspeakable pain can only be watered with wine, but it is even more sad.

"Chen Yu....... Chen Yu... Chen Yu..."

A sound seemed to come from a distant call, which made Han Chenyu raise his confused eyes, "Mommy! Mommy, you're back!

"My son! Have you forgotten who insulted the reputation of our Han family, who betrayed you, and who killed Mommy? It's all the woman you miss - Leng Xiaoyao!"

Mrs. Han's vague and clear words lingered in Han Chenyu's ears and brutally whipped him.

"I know! I know! But I can't help it. Whoo-hoo, I still love her. What should I do? What can I do?"

Han Chenyu beat his chest painfully and cried to himself.

Who can know how painful and contradictory he is in his heart?

On the one hand, he worked hard to give birth to himself and raise his own mommy, while on the other hand, he is the woman he loves. Who can tell him what he should do!? What can I do to not be so uncomfortable and desperate?

"Don't cry! My child! Forget her, you can't be together anymore, forget her, just as she has forgotten you!"

Mr. Han's voice seemed to be fading away, but she left the last deadly straw on Han Chenyu, the camel.

"Mommy!"

Han Chenyu shouted, but where is Mrs. Han?

"Mommy has gone, she has gone..."

Han Chenyu closed his eyes sadly and did not want to admit the terrible fact that had already been placed in front of him.

No matter what she thinks, the little demon has forgotten who she is and all the memories between them. For her, he is now a stranger like the crowd coming and going on the street!!!

"Stranger? Stranger, stranger!"

Han Chenyu muttered to himself and chewed these three sharp words over and over again, but every time he said it, he felt that his heart had been stabbed hard.

"Yes, she killed Mommy, and now she forgets me. How can we go back to the past like this? Ha ha, Han Chenyu, wake up and stop dreaming..."

Han Chenyu said to himself, and there was indescribable sadness and despair in his words.

What else can he do? What else can be done?

Let everything go with the wind.......

Han Chenyu hypnotized himself like this. When he realized that he and the cold demon were hopeless, he smashed a wine bottle, then picked up a fragment and cut it in the heart of his left hand one by one, and kept saying "One, two, three, four, five..."

It was not until the whole palm was cut and the blood flowed along his wrist that Han Chenyu threw away the fragments and pulled out a heartbreaking smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Little demon, I have returned the harm I once did to you in this way. From now on, you can live a happy life like before, a carefree and life without life."

Han Chenyu continued to drink regardless of his blood-filled left hand.

Drink, drink, let him drink, let him cry, pain, because when he walks out of this door, he is not even qualified to cry and be sad.

Three days later, Han Chenyu opened the door of the bedroom and slowly walked out of it. His originally handsome face was full of vicissitudes and fatigue. Two dark circles under his godless eyes and his cyan beard also grew out. The most terrible thing was that his clothes were full of solid blood. The scar knife on the left hand is deeply visible, and there is pus coming out because it is not processed in time.

"Ah!! Young master, how can you be like this! Wow, how can I tell the dead old lady!"

The detailed sister-in-law, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, saw the horrible scars on Han Chenyu's left hand and his gray face. She screamed and quickly came forward to help him. The young master was really stupid. Is a woman who betrayed him and killed her mother worth it? If she had known that he had done this to her, she would have asked someone to pry open the door even if she disobeyed his order!

And other servants have long been stunned by Han Chenyu's appearance at this moment.

The young master is too cruel to himself! In order for the young lady to make herself look like this, I really don't know whether he is too affectionate or too persistent.

"What are you still doing? Go and get a doctor!"

Sister-in-law roared at the surprised servant.

"Oh... Oh..."

Another servant quickly rolled and crawled to call the doctor.

"Dear sister-in-law... Take... That divorce agreement... Give... The cold family sent it, just said... I promise and... She divorced and gave her a wonderful start-start."

Han Chenyu suddenly fell to the ground, but even so, he still remembered to ask his sister-in-law to send the divorce agreement to Leng Xiaoyao.

Because he wants to give Leng Xiaoyao a relief earlier, he only hopes that she can be happier than before without herself. As long as she is happy, she doesn't care what she does.

"Young master! Young master!!"

The detailed sister-in-law called Han Chenyu with tears, who had fainted, and was distressed and helpless.

I grew up watching myself, looking at the little bit between him and the cold demon. To be honest, she wants to see him happy more than anyone else, but why is the reality so cruel?

That's all. Since you know that we can't be together anymore, why do you need to persist? This will only hurt each other.

The young master's decision is the best decision for him and the cold demon.

"Ah! It feels so good to be home!"

Leng Xiaoyao fell on the sofa in the living room with satisfaction, lazily holding the pillow and rubbing.

"Mommy, have you taken good care of my kittens and puppies?"

"Ha ha, don't worry, I'll serve them as well as you!"

Mrs Leng sat next to her with a smile and joked.

"Mommy, they are not kittens and dogs"

The cold little demon pouted unconvincedly.

"Little demon, go back to your room to rest. The wound in your hand is not completely healed"

The cold wind glanced at the cold demon's left wrist wrapped in thick gauze and said with concern.

"Daddy, where did I get this injury? Is it related to that hooligan?

The cold demon glanced at the wound and asked inadvertently.

The wrist is still faintly painful now, which shows how deep the wound is.

"This..."

Leng Feng looked at Mrs. Leng and didn't know if he should tell her the truth.

"Mommy, aren't you tired? Xiaohao is tired and wants to rest."

Han Tianhao suddenly came out and yawned.