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Seeing that Liao Xiaofan turned his face away, Han Luo's eyes flashed a gloomy look. He stretched out his right hand and squeezed Liao Xiaofan's chin with three fingers, forcing him to turn his head and look at him.

Liao Xiaofan only felt that his jaw was about to be crushed, so he could only follow Han Luo's finger and look at him.

As far as the eye can see, the man who used to care for and dote on him in every possible way, his eyes are full of viciousness and hostility, as if he will swallow him alive in the next second.

As far as I could see, the man in the hand had cold eyes and a face full of indifference. He looked at him with the same indifference, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Involuntarily, the strength in his hands increased a bit.

This damned man even looks so similar when he is angry!

"Hmm..." Liao Xiaofan felt that his jaw would really shatter, so he couldn't help but groan.

The man in front of him frowned slightly, but there was still no extra expression on his face.

"Don't look at me with such eyes, you will only make people feel disgusted!" It will make people tear you apart!

"You can, don't look..." Han Luo's shackles on Liao Xiaofan's jaw made it difficult for Liao Xiaofan to speak.

Liao Xiaofan looked at the anger in Han Luo's eyes, and there was deep incomprehension in his heart, as well as suffocating distress.

"Han Luo, we need to talk..." Liao Xiaofan rolled his eyes and looked at the tombstone next to him.

"But, no, here..." Yes, not here.You can't be in front of him, you can't make him feel that he is not doing well, and you can't make him worry.

As if thinking of something, Han Luo's heart trembled, and a trace of warmth appeared in his eyes.

According to Han Luo's understanding of Liao Xiaofan, or in other words, according to Liao Xiaofan's love for Liao Xiaoyi, in that case, Liao Xiaofan will definitely protect Liao Xiaoyi immediately, so the person lying here must be his own Xiaoxiao... ...My favorite man!

Suddenly, Han Luo let go of Liao Xiaofan's grip.

"You shouldn't be here." Han Luo looked at the pale face and red chin on the ground, his eyes were full of contempt, "Because, you don't deserve to stand here at all!"

In Han Luo's view, the presence of this man here is a blasphemy against the real Liao Xiaofan!

"What do you mean?" Liao Xiaofan looked at Han Luo for a moment, even if he had a premonition that what he said would put him in a situation where he would never recover.Even if, I had a premonition that every word he said would be heartbreaking!

"The game is over, the conspiracy has been exposed, there is no need for you to put on this face and imitate his life, and there is no need to appear in this city again." Han Luo said without emotion.

If there is really any emotion in it, then there is only his strong, hard-to-disguise disgust and impatience left.

game?conspiracy?imitate?

Liao Xiaofan was puzzled and looked at Han Luo who was completely different from usual.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Yeah, don't understand.

I don't understand what happened that day, I don't understand why he suddenly disappeared, I don't understand why the two meet again after such a long time and stand on such extreme opposites, and I don't understand everything about today's news ...

"Oh, still pretending?" Han Luo sneered, "Do you have to give up on me if I speak so bluntly?"

"Why do you want me to give up? As long as you, Han Luo, say a word, I, Liao Xiaofan, will obediently and automatically disappear in front of you, and I will never pester you!" Just like this time, since Han Luo didn't want to appear in his In front of him, if he doesn't want to answer his phone, then he won't go to him or call him to bother him.

We are all adults, what can we afford and cannot let go of?

Liao Xiaofan was a little agitated, and he couldn't hear his own voice, so what he thought he said calmly was actually roaring.

"Shut up!" Han Luo's face was full of ruthlessness, "You are not Liao Xiaofan at all! You are not allowed to pretend to be Liao Xiaofan!" Han Luo's words carried the cruelty and anger of tearing people apart, but Liao Xiaofan I don't know, he only saw Han Luo saying that he was not Liao Xiaofan!

How can it be! "I am Liao Xiaofan!" Liao Xiaofan shouted at Han Luo.

Excited, Liao Xiaofan stood up supporting the tombstone he was leaning against, and looked up at Han Luo's eyes full of anger!

"you are not!"

"I am! I am Liao Xiaofan!" When he yelled, he was confident, but after the yelling, tears were streaming down his face...

There are helplessness, sadness, fear, and more grievances in the tears.

Han Luo looked at the man in front of him who was confronting him stubbornly with his head up, and pinched his neck with his right hand as quickly as lightning could cover his ears.

"I, again, say, once, no, accurate, with, his, of, identity, status, self, residence..." Han Luo gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise, don't blame me for not, polite!"

Every time Han Luo said a word, the strength in his hands increased.

"Heh, heh..." Liao Xiaofan struggled to make a sound, "You, really, sorry..."

Yes, poor.From the beginning, the person who swore that he did not find the wrong person, now blames others for pretending to be the person he is looking for!Not only pathetic, but pathetic.

But, isn't the most pitiful and saddest person just me...

Liao Xiaofan felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and his head was buzzing. He felt his lungs were burning hot, as if they were going to explode in the next second.

He closed his eyes uncomfortably, and stopped looking at that pitiful and hateful man, and didn't want to see what kind of heart-wrenching words he said.

He knew what Han Luo must be saying to him, because even though his consciousness was gradually disappearing, he could still feel the warm breath sprayed on his face, just like when he was speaking love words in front of him before...

Just when Liao Xiaofan was about to lose consciousness, the shackles in his throat disappeared, and Liao Xiaofan fell to the ground, coughing and breathing in heavily.

After a long time, his eyes were no longer dazzled, his head was no longer humming, and he turned his head to look at the heartless and cruel man, speechless...

The man took out a bag, threw all the things he brought into it with disgust, and then carefully arranged the things he brought.

It's still a cake with only fruit but no cream, coffee that smells good, and the starry sky that looks very lively...

At this moment, Han Luo calmed down the hostility around him, and softened his whole body. The fingers caressing the photo on the tombstone trembled slightly, but brought out boundless tenderness, just like every time he touched Liao Xiaofan's face...

Liao Xiaofan lay on the ground, staring blankly at the man in front of him, for a long time Liao Xiaofan murmured: "Han Luo, let's get a divorce."

Han Luo's back stiffened for a moment, and then, a hint of ridicule appeared on his handsome and cold face.

"Do you think you have the right to tell me about divorce?" Han Luo turned his back to Liao Xiaofan, Liao Xiaofan couldn't see his expression, nor could he see what he was talking about.

Liao Xiaofan continued to murmur, "You once said that all you want is me, but now it seems that I am no longer the you in your eyes, the person you hoped and imagined, so this marriage There is really no need to exist.”

Han Luo withdrew his hand that was caressing the photo, clenched his fist, and turned around coldly.

"Marriage, I married my Xiaoxiao. When everything is over, you will find that you and I have no relationship at all."

Whether it is from a legal aspect or from a personal emotional point of view, his only and only Han Luo's partner is Liao Xiaofan.

The person in front of him is just a fake packaged by someone else.As long as his identity is exposed, he will have nothing to do with himself.

As for the present, the most important thing is to let this obtrusive and shameless person disappear from his beloved.

Before Liao Xiaofan could understand the meaning of Han Luo's words, he saw him walking towards him with his long legs, bent down, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Liao Xiaofan's arm like a pincer, and pulled him up from the ground with all his strength , and then rudely took him out of the cemetery.

By the time Liao Xiaofan came to his senses, Han Luo had already thrown him by the roadside outside the gate of the cemetery.

The road is cold, but the palms and knees are burning pain.

However, no matter how painful it is, it is not as good as the pain and grievance in my heart.

From the very beginning, he, Han Luo, came to the door himself.Whether it was the first time they met or when they got married, I kept telling him that I was no longer the Liao Xiaofan he liked before.

It was him who said time and time again that all he wanted from the beginning to the end was himself.

It was him who said over and over again, love yourself.

It was him who insisted on forcing this relationship on himself.

From beginning to end, it was him.

But, why, why did Han Luo throw his heart on the ground and trample on it after he completely surrendered his heart!

Now, I really have nothing.

No memories, no family, no love, even the only remaining pride and self-esteem are thrown away when you love him!