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   "What's going on at home, brother, I've been dreaming these days, about life at home..." Nan Zhi's tone was full of nostalgia.

  The four characters of smart and playful no longer exist in him, and Nan Zhi's changes are shocking.

   Watching Nan Zhi, who is now being tortured in the prison, complain about her misfortune, but Nan Xuan no longer has the thought of favoring her before.

Those things he did in the past seemed to be lingering, and they kept appearing in front of him these few days. Every word that Nan Zhi said played every screen, making Nan Xuan more clearly aware of what he had done before. How strange it is.

  He felt ashamed and blamed himself. He was already in a bad mood, but after hearing Nan Zhi's voice, it was even worse.

But these are all what he deserves. Nanxuan only feels that he deserves it. When he thinks that Nan Qiao died so hopelessly and helplessly under the hands of the gangster, he feels that the pain he is suffering now is not as good as Nan Qiao's back then. One in ten thousand.

  Nan Zhi talked a lot, and then realized that Nan Xuan hadn't moved. "elder brother?"

  She called Nan Xuan tentatively, but found that there was no warmth in the eyes of the other party who opened his eyes and stared at her.

  Nan Zhi's heart skipped a beat, she met Nan Xuan's deep eyes and panicked for some reason, and the words in her mouth also stopped.

   "Nan Zhi, I have something to ask you." Nan Xuan finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

  He could tell that Nan Zhi wanted to take her out, but Nan Xuan was no longer the one who only listened to Nan Zhi's one-sided words.

  Nan Zhi forced a smile, nodded and pretended to be obedient, "Of course, I will tell you what my brother asks."

  I don't know why, but when Nan Xuan said that she had a question to ask herself, Nan Zhi always felt an indescribable sense of panic in her heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

   "The flower pot that was dropped earlier, you arranged it on purpose, right?" Nan Xuan asked her.

  The smile on the corner of Nan Zhi's mouth froze, resisting the urge to avoid Nan Xuan's gaze, she shook her head in surprise.

  She kept her voice as steady as possible, "Why?"

  Nan Zhi's tone was surprised and a little stunned. After asking the question, Nan Xuan watched her perform her acting skills, but her heart became colder and colder.

  In the last life, Nan Zhi relied on this appearance to deceive everyone's eyes and ears, and finally pushed Nan Qiao into the abyss.

   "It's the same thing about stealing money," Ke Nanxuan continued, "The money was clearly earned by her own work, and has nothing to do with you, but you slandered her and said it was stolen."

  His tone of voice was too firm, which even made Nan Zhi feel like he was being seen through, as if he knew all about his actions.

  But Nan Zhi was convinced that she had done these things in an impenetrable manner, how could she let Nan Xuan know.

  She paled, then shook her head, her appearance was fragile and pitiful. "Although Nan Qiao is always targeting me, I have never done any of these things."

   "Who told you what? Brother?" She looked at Nan Xuan with a puzzled expression.

  Nan Zhi's hands, which were hidden under the table, were tightly clenched, her fingertips were almost white and lost their color.

  She didn't understand why Nanxuan brought up such a thing, but she still tried to defend herself. "Could it be that when I go to prison, Nan Qiao won't let me go?"

"Those things are not my brother at all. I tried my best to make Nan Qiao like me, but she always..." Before she finished speaking, Nan Zhi suddenly left two clear lines, as if she was sad. tears.

  Nan Zhi looked at him aggrievedly, "When the flowerpot fell down, I rushed over and didn't think much of it."

  Nan Xuan looked at Nan Zhi's natural expression and no trace of lying, for a moment, he really wanted to believe that what Nan Zhi said was true, and those things were not done by her at all.

But it was precisely this that made Nan Zhi's more terrifying side appear. Now that Nan Xuan had learned the truth, he no longer had that filter, so Nan Zhi's so-called excuses fell into his ears more like a kind of irony.

   "Even bone soup and grandparents' dislike of Nan Qiao is due to you." Nan Xuan continued to narrate Nan Zhi's past evil deeds. "Even I was deceived by you at the beginning."

  When he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly dropped, appearing a bit bitter.

  Not only was he deceived, but he was also deceived twice by Nan Zhi, and almost caused Nan Qiao to die again.

   Fortunately, the ending has changed now, and Qiao Qiao is still alive and well, even going to college.

  Thinking of this, Nan Xuan felt a little indescribably fortunate again.

  He seems to be stating a fact, "You know that your grandparents don't like Nan Qiao, and then deliberately designed it to deepen their dislike of Nan Qiao."

  The generation of grandparents already had the concept of patriarchy, so they hated Nan Qiao very much.

  If it wasn't for Nan Zhi being exquisite, intelligent and likable, perhaps she would not be able to escape such a fate.

  But she cleverly used this concept, making Nan Qiao lose the last bit of status in the hearts of her grandparents.

  Even though Nanxuan was thoughtful, recalling what Nan Zhi did at that time, he couldn't help being secretly startled. Thinking of Nan Zhi's age, she felt even more thoughtful, vicious and terrifying.

   "Brother, what are you talking about?" Nan Zhi's crying voice was full of doubts.

  She even leaned closer to the front of the glass, as if excited, but let Nan Xuan see clearly the tear stains on her face.

   But Nan Zhi didn't seem to realize that she was not as beautiful and fresh as before.

   Now this face that has been tortured by prison life is terrifying, the rough lines on the face are wrinkled together when crying, and it is difficult to sympathize with Nanxuan when he is so close to Nanxuan.

   "Grandpa and grandma didn't like Nan Qiao..." she sobbed, "I didn't expect her to steal the money."

  Nan Xuan threw out so many things at once, smashing Nan Zhi's originally calm mind.

  She explained in a hurry, and couldn't help crying silently, which made the policewoman next to her want to step forward and hand her a tissue.

  The premise is that Nan Zhi's current face can be ignored.

  But Nanxuan was unmoved, and just watched her perform with a blank expression.

   "It's worth the price of making her a wheelchair for her health."

  Nan Zhi was crying pitifully, but she was also secretly watching Nan Xuan's expression. She said this purposely to show that her sacrifice-like spirit was so touching.

   But Nanxuan noticed her exaggerated tone, "You already knew you would use a wheelchair."

  He suddenly said this, interrupting what Nan Zhi wanted to say.

"Your tone didn't sound like the slightest bit of complaint, but even if you pushed her away on your own initiative at the beginning, when you learned that you would be sitting in a wheelchair in the future, you panicked and feared..." Nanxuan stared at her face, " I didn't feel it at all."

   "What you said is more like a transaction, or maybe you already knew that you would be fine, so you didn't worry at all, and you didn't have any psychological pressure."

   Nan Zhi's image may be very good, and it can even be said that everyone wants to have such a sister.

   But the good thing about her is that she is too kind, so kind that there are almost no boundaries, so that she has lost the reaction that a normal person should have.

   Moreover, Nan Zhi's tone even made Nan Xuan feel that not only did she know that she would be in a wheelchair, but even her recovery from the illness seemed to be within her expectation.