C20 Let's Split It up

Lin Sheng told Jiang Han everything that had happened. She only frowned at the beginning and did not continue to dwell on this matter.

She had always had this kind of temper and would not go back on her old debts afterwards.

Lin Sheng opened a room next to her. Before Jiang Han had intended to accept him, he behaved very well and did not overstep his boundaries at all.

Except for that one kiss, it seemed that Lin Sheng would never touch Jiang Han's body too much.

All of this was because of what Jiang Han had experienced.

Jiang Han's feelings had gone blank. She had been with Jiang Yuan for two months, but it had only developed to the point where she would occasionally go to Jiang Yuan's house to eat. Not to mention spending the night, she had not even held his hands.

Jiang Han was a very sensitive person. She could smell a strange fragrance from Jiang Yuan's body.

That kind of fragrance was different from sandalwood and men's perfume. It had a calming effect.

Her anxiety could be alleviated a lot when she smelled the scent on his body.

Jiang Han had once asked Jiang Yuan what brand of perfume he used.

He only smiled mysteriously and did not say much.

Jiang Yuan was a good-looking man. Jiang Han could not resist anything beautiful. Jiang Yuan was even more attractive than normal models.

But Jiang Yuan was not a model. He was a psychiatrist.

Generally speaking, psychologists had a good view of the world, and their minds were healthier than ordinary people.

This was also the reason why Jiang Han accepted Jiang Yuan back then.

Until the second month after Jiang Han and Jiang Yuan got along, Jiang Han realized that something was wrong.

She went to Jiang Yuan's house. When the door opened, that strange fragrance assailed her nose. There seemed to be some other smell mixed within.

Jiang Han vaguely realized that Jiang Yuan used this kind of fragrance to cover up the smell inside.

She was a person who was very sensitive to smells. She had never figured out what kind of smell it was.

Ever since then, Jiang Han's relationship with Jiang Yuan had become less and less.

After Jiang Yuan realized Jiang Han's distance, he took the initiative to call her and ask her out.

Jiang Han already had the idea of leaving Jiang Yuan, so she agreed to meet him.

Below Jiang Yuan's house, Jiang Han and Jiang Yuan stood face to face.

Jiang Han recalled Jiang Yuan's expression at that time and felt a little gloomy.

He held her hand. That was the first time Jiang Han had touched Jiang Yuan. He had always been well-behaved. Without her permission, he would never take the initiative to touch her.

Jiang Han was pulled upstairs by Jiang Yuan. His back blocked most of the light and the air seemed to have become thinner.

Jiang Han heard her heart beating along with the steps.

Standing at the door of Jiang Yuan's house, Jiang Han asked him, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Yuan put his finger on his lips and shook his head. "Don't talk. Come in first."

"Jiang Yuan, forget it."

Jiang Yuan was stunned and asked, "What?"

Jiang Han looked at him very seriously. "Forget it. I can't feel it."

Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Han's eyes as if he was indulging a willful and mischievous child. "What are you talking about? Don't joke around."

"I'm not joking."

"Let's talk inside."

Just like that, she was brought into the house by Jiang Yuan. That strange fragrance calmed Jiang Han's anxiety once again.

Jiang Han's head was dizzy from this kind of smell. She was so slow that she wanted to distinguish what the smell that was concealed was from this kind of smell.

Rust?

Paint?

Chemical medicine?

No, no, there was still something missing.

Jiang Han looked at Jiang Yuan. The expression on his face was very calm. Even at this time, he still maintained the demeanor that a man should have.

"Jiang Yuan, forget it."

"Why?"

"Not appropriate."

Jiang Yuan shook his head. He did not accept such a reason.

"This is not a reason, Little Han."

He called her Little Han. It wasn't that they were distant, and they weren't really close.

Jiang Yuan acted like a blank piece of paper when it came to love. His attitude towards Jiang Han was exactly the same as when he wanted to pursue Jiang Han.

A movie ticket, a cup of Coke, and a bucket of popcorn.

These were all suggestions taken on the internet. At that time, Jiang Han felt that this person was quite simple. He had a simple mind and a simple way of handling things. It should not be tiring to interact with this kind of person.

Until she found out Jiang Yuan's occupation, a psychiatrist.

Jiang Han suddenly had a feeling that she had been schemed against.

Psychics were good at controlling the heart.

Jiang Han let out a long breath and asked, "What brand of perfume do you use?"

Jiang Yuan's expression suddenly changed and he sat beside Jiang Han.

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Answer me."

"[It's not a brand. It's randomly picked on the internet.]"

Jiang Han sneered but did not want to expose him.

That stubborn contest, or it could be said that it was only Jiang Han's one-sided contest, which continued for a long time.

Jiang Yuan was magnanimous like a well-educated, elegant and calm gentleman.

He looked at Jiang Han helplessly. For the first time, he stretched out his hand to stroke the hair in front of her forehead and said calmly, "Jiang Han, you are suspecting me."

A statement made Jiang Han enlightened.

She discovered that the problem between her and Jiang Yuan was because he had a very uncomfortable feeling on his body. It was as if something had happened, or he was hiding something.

This conversation ended unhappily.

Jiang Han stood up from the sofa, used her hands to cover her pants, and raised her head.

"Jiang Yuan, forget it."

She had always been like this. She never showed too much emotion on her face. Even when they broke up, she still spoke in such a flat tone.

Jiang Yuan's patience seemed to have been worn out.

He grabbed Jiang Han's wrist and stopped her from unilateral announcing the end. He chose to leave.

Jiang Han's wrist was in pain from his grip. She said in a deep voice, "Jiang Yuan, let go."

Jiang Yuan used one hand to rub the space between his eyebrows, and unexpectedly loosened his hand.

"Sorry, I was too impulsive."

The emotions in his eyes were very stable, or rather, they were gradually stabilizing.

Jiang Han felt that the kind of pressure that made her panic disappear. That kind of bad premonition was becoming more and more intense. No man would have the same reaction as Jiang Yuan when they were unilateral announced to break up.

He was too calm. It could also be said that it was too sudden.

This contrast caused Jiang Han to feel very uneasy.

Jiang Han stood up from the sofa and lifted her feet to prepare to walk out.

Behind her, Jiang Yuan did not stop her.

That line of sight had been locked onto her. Jiang Han quickened her steps and left in a hurry.

She did not even turn her head back on the journey. She walked very quickly and did not even close the anti-theft door.

Jiang Han took the elevator downstairs and left Jiang Yuan's apartment. She took out the car keys from her pocket and suddenly stopped.

She rarely made this kind of low-level mistake, like dropping things.

When Jiang Han thought of this, her temples suddenly hurt. Actually, she did not want to remember what happened at that time. She had seen too many crazy actions and crazy things, but she had never seen the process of a crime with her own eyes.

What kind of process was that?

Jiang Han could not describe her feelings at that time, nor could she compare Jiang Yuan's gentle and refined temperament with the smell of blood in the room.

She hesitated again and again, and when she decided to go and take the things.