"Chen..." Di Xiaotian was anxious and wanted to call Chen Liuhe.

But he was stopped by Nu Xiu: "Don't call him, let him go alone. At this moment, we have to give him enough time to calm down alone. I believe that with his perseverance and will, those who can come out will not be easily defeated by such a blow."

"There won't be any problem, right? That kid won't be able to think too much, right?" Di Xiaotian said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Chen Liuhe is not such a fragile person. The Chen family cannot get out of such a cowardly and cowardly." Nu Xiu said confidently.

"This blow is really too big for him. I can feel the relationship between Chen Liuhe and Qingwu girl."

Guigu sighed and said, "To a certain extent, the Qingwu girl is almost Chen Liuhe's spiritual sustenance and spiritual support. It is precisely because of the girl being by his side that he can crawl out of the desperate situation again and again, holding on and not letting himself fall down."

"Now, that girl has left so suddenly. It is conceivable... Chen Liuhe's spirit and mind will suffer in bed. That kind of pain is something we cannot understand at all."

Guigu stared at Chen Liuhe's leaving back in a daze and said, "I have known him for so long, and I have never seen him in such pain."

"This was his disaster, and there was nothing to sympathize with. His path was never a hundred times more difficult than others." said the Dragon God.

After giving up this sentence, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Nu Xiu also said, "Let's go, wait until Chen Liuhe calms down and talk about other things."

After a pause, he looked at Su Wanyue, who was standing in the distance at a loss and was crying, and said, "Girl, you don't have to worry too much. He won't have anything to do. Your man is stronger than you think. When he calms down, he will naturally be fine."

Su Wanyue was at a loss. She wanted to chase Chen Liuhe, but Nu Xiu's words just made her stop.

Perhaps what Nu Xiu said is right. What Chen Liuhe needs most now is not safety, but quietness...

"Let's go." Nu Xiu waved his hand and turned around and left.

.........

That night, Chen Liuhe was swaying like a lonely ghost on the streets of Yanjing alone. He was in a state of dismay, like a soulless person, walking aimlessly, covered in blood, and he walked with a sway as he walked. His appearance seemed to make people's heart hurt a little.

Even an ordinary passerby can see that if you have not experienced the most tragic things in the world, it is impossible for a person to be in this state.

Chen Liuhe didn't know how long he had been wandering on the street. In short, he was in a sad and unconscious mind throughout the whole process, as if his thoughts had stopped working. He only thought of Shen Qingwu in his heart, but he was constantly replaying what Shen Qingwu looked like when he left.

Chen Liuhe didn't know when he would return to the Shen family.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw four people, Su Wanyue, Xing Tian, ​​Di Xiaotian and Guigu who were waiting for him in the courtyard.

Seeing Chen Liuhe come back, the four of them were shocked and were inexplicably surprised and hurriedly came forward.

Before they could speak, Chen Liuhe said expressionlessly: "I'm fine."

Afterwards, without giving a few people a chance to speak, he walked through the courtyard alone and walked into Shen Qingwu's bedroom.

Di Xiaotian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Guigu. He sighed: "Forget it, at this moment, we don't need to say anything. Just stay by his side and guard him. Give him enough space and give him enough quietness."

"Oh, what a mess this is? Why did it suddenly become like this? I have to say that God is indeed too unfair to Chen Liuhe, why did all the unlucky things hit him?"

Di Xiaotian couldn't help but curse: "First, Yu Xian'er was kidnapped, and now he left faith. Such grief is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Fate is too cruel to him."

"He was born a mistake, right? It is his greatest luck to be able to survive until now. As for how difficult and bumpy the road is, are those still important? No matter how difficult it is, he will continue to walk." Guigu sighed.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame his enemy for being too powerful. It is precisely because of the incredibly powerful enemy that all tragedies have occurred." Xing Tian said concisely and to the point.

Su Wanyue didn't say a word, just stared at Shen Qingwu's closed bedroom door in a daze. Her palms were tightly clasped together and kept pinching them. Tears were spinning in her eyes, showing her care and worry.

Chen Liuhe sat at Shen Qingwu's desk, looking at the furnishings in Shen Qingwu's bedroom, without missing a single detail, and looked at it over and over again.

The desk was filled with books, neatly arranged, every detail revealed tidyness and cleanness. The layer of being cleaned up was untainted and looked very comfortable.

Every book is a bit old and has wrinkles and traces that have been read many times.

It seems that every book retains the smell of Shen Qingwu.

In a corner of the desk, there is a photo frame, and inside the photo frame is a yellowed photo.

The photo shows two people, a boy about seven or eight years old and a little girl who has just learned to walk.

The boy smiled and was innocent and charming, while the girl wore two braids and carved them with pink and jade.

These two people are like golden boys and jade girls, just like Chen Liuhe when he was eight years old and Shen Qingwu when he was three years old...

Chen Liuhe picked up the photo frame and gently stroked his thumb on the photo. Looking at the photo, Chen Liuhe's tears flowed out in a daze.

He is very strong, and he is not afraid of death or begging for mercy. No one dares to say that Chen Liuhe is a backboneless person and a cowardly person!

But at this moment, when he was alone, at the most heartbroken time, he seemed extremely fragile...

Tears wet Chen Liuhe's cheeks without realizing it, and it was still flowing, as if it could no longer stop it.

The number of times he cried in his life, he summed up all his hands.

And today, he cried twice...

As he cried, Chen Liuhe hated himself extremely. He raised his palm and slapped himself in the face!

The sound of "pa!" was extremely crisp. The slap was loud and fierce, causing blood marks to appear on half of his cheek.

He didn't blame Xiaomei at all, nor did he blame Xiaomei for leaving cruelly.
Chapter completed!