That was the first time Xiu Bangyan loathed his hero complex.
Lin Huijun continued to talk to him about some important things that happened over the years.
Those were the three years he was absent from his family.
That was the second time he loathed himself.
But...
"But in the end, Huijun actually told me that she doesn't blame me, nor does she hate me... She thinks I'm a hero..."
Xiu Bangyan laughed self-deprecatingly, his raspy laughter sounding almost like it was filled with blood.
Actually, even if he didn't say it, Jiangli could see how much Lin Huijun was breaking down.
Today, for Lin Huijun, it could be described as a day of relentless blows.
At the police station, Lin Huijun might have already been on the verge of collapse, which was why when she saw Jiangli, she clung to him like a lifeline without hesitation, choosing to believe in him.
And after the child left, when it was just her and Xiu Bangyan, she couldn't hold it together anymore and broke down completely.
