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Chapter Twenty Eight

A solitary orange lamp accompanied Xia Pan'er, the alarm clock on the dressing table sounded monotonously and lonely, and the quiet and soft lace window screen occasionally flicked.

It was very late, and she was still sleepless, lying lazily on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

These days, Xia Pan'er has no one to accompany her, enjoying and dancing with loneliness.

First of all, she relied on hatred to pass the time. She hated him with gritted teeth and vowed to take revenge on him; she would give back to him double everything he had done to her!

Staring at the new house without wedding photos and the rosewood bed without the groom, recalling the two inhumane tortures, her hatred began to build up little by little.

However, after three months of waiting day by day, she still never saw Tang Junhao.

The waiting day after day exhausted her patience, and she began to sink, sinking into loneliness and pain, without any ripples, like a lonely pool of stagnant water.

Gradually, she became accustomed to staying awake every night, and she already described herself as emaciated and haggard.

Under the slightly curled eyelashes like butterfly wings, those curved dew-like eyes with a natural smile are soaked in infinite sorrow and sorrow.

On this day, in the daytime, snowflakes were flying, and the world was covered with silver makeup, like carved railings and jade, with the chill of winter.

"The wind is miserable at the end of the year, and the sun is snowing in the shade. There is no sound in my ears, and my eyes are clear." She softly recited the poem about snow that her mother taught her when she was a child.

Still unable to sleep at night, she put on her silk nightgown and walked to the window. She opened the bedroom window. The biting cold wind was blowing, hitting her from time to time. Xia Paner's black hair was flying in the wind.

, there is an indescribable lightness and beauty.

However, Xia Paner's cold expression and melancholy eyes made her appear to be silent or even isolated from the world.

A snowflake like a silver needle fell silently on the palm of Xia Paner's hand, and she shuddered involuntarily.

Seuse turned back and huddled into the cold bed alone, looking for any trace of warmth.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound coming from upstairs.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" is the sound of big beads and small beads falling into the jade plate crisply.

Who, who, in the middle of the night, unable to sleep like her, sprinkled a large basin of pearls or marbles on the ground on the ground?

She raised her starry eyes and glanced up. Although she knew that she could not tell any clues at this glance, she still couldn't help being angry. How could there be residents who were so uncivilized? It was quiet at night and they were not afraid of being disturbed.

Rest and sleep for others.

Within a few seconds, a "boom, boom, boom" sound like a big stone rolling around on the ground appeared again.

She couldn't help but look up again.

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