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I sat on the side of the road for a long time until Xiao Han showed up with Su Li. When he saw me, Xiao Han loosened his arms around Su Li. "Why don't you get up when you're back? Why are you sitting here? It's so dirty." He looked disgusted and didn't notice my red and swollen eyes at all. When he saw my eyes fall on Su Li, he subconsciously blocked Su Li behind him.

This protective attitude is very similar to the way he protected me in front of Su Li when we were little. But now, the positions of Su Li and I have been completely reversed. I couldn't help but curl the corners of my lips. Before I could say anything, Xiao Han spoke first: "Don't think too much. Su Li drank too much today. I just brought her back to rest."

" Su Li has always been embarrassed. She clamored to go back as soon as it got dark. I was afraid that she would be unsafe alone, so I thought of sending her off." Xiao Han usually never explained his actions to me, but in order to excuse Su Li, he actually talked more than usual.

I felt very unfamiliar with Xiao Han like this, as if he was not the person I had been with for twenty-two years. I took a deep breath and couldn't help but sneer in my tone: "If you really have some sense, you wouldn't go home with someone else's fiancé, and it's already late at night."

After being exposed by me, Xiao Han suddenly got angry: "Su Qing, Su Li is your sister after all, what do you mean by that?"

Sister ? My eyelashes couldn't help but tremble. He actually called a person who took away everything from me my sister. Did he forget how Su Li treated me?

I was exchanged by her mother for seven years and abused for seven years. After finally being found by my biological parents, she wronged me and humiliated me, leaving me without even a trace of love from my biological parents. She and her mother took away everything from me and refused to give up. They also caused my hand to become disabled and my dream to end. I will never forgive Su Li until I die, let alone recognize her as my sister.

"She's not my sister, she's just the daughter of a human trafficker." I retorted angrily.

But what greeted me was a slap from Xiao Han. "Su Qing, you're going too far! Apologize to Su Li immediately!" he roared.

"I won't!" I stared into his eyes stubbornly, my fingers digging deep into my palm. The wound burst open, blood immediately stained the gauze, but it was not as painful as the pain in my heart.

The person who used to get so upset when I got hurt, actually hit me for the first time for Su Li! Su Li stood behind Xiao Han and gave me a provocative smile. The next moment, she put on an aggrieved expression and tugged at Xiao Han's sleeve: "Forget it, Han, I shouldn't have come here. It's all my fault, stop arguing over me."

Xiao Han silently grabbed her hand and looked at me with increasingly cold eyes: "What happened to Su Qing back then was done by Li Li's biological mother, and it had nothing to do with her. And what's the point of you being so petty and holding on to it all these years later?"

I almost laughed out of anger: "Xiao Han, you are really generous to others. You have seen my wounds all over my body, and you have also seen my hands that can never hold a paintbrush. You call this petty?"

Xiao Han was completely enraged by my humiliation. He pointed at me and his words were no longer gentle as before: "Look at how sarcastic you are now. No wonder your parents don't like you!"

After saying that, Xiao Han pushed me away and walked past me with Su Li in his arms. He pushed me hard and I hit the iron pole of the street lamp. It hurt so much that I couldn't straighten my back for a long time. This was the third time he hit me on the same day.

When I was ten years old, Su Li used her body to frame me, causing my biological parents to misunderstand me and hate me. When I cried so hard, it was the ten-year-old Xiao Han who comforted me with his childish voice. He said, "Su Qing, you are very good. They are short-sighted for not liking you. I like you and will always like you."

He didn't know that this sentence had been living in my heart for more than 20 years and had been growing stronger day by day. But now he said that no one would like me. This "no one" also included himself. The words that once warmed my young heart turned into sharp arrows and stabbed me fiercely at this moment.