In the darkness, a tall figure gradually approached. Xu Damao was startled and realized that something was wrong. He no longer cared about chasing Qin Huairu. He covered the wound on his face and stumbled into the depths of the yard, trying to escape from this place of trouble.

Qin Huairu stumbled to the man's side, almost unable to stand due to extreme shock and exhaustion. She looked up at the man, her eyes full of gratitude for surviving the disaster. She wanted to say something, but due to excessive shock and physical exhaustion, her throat was dry and she couldn't speak for a while.

The man saw Qin Huairu's face full of tears and disheveled clothes, obviously she had just been through a fierce fight, and he immediately understood what had happened. He didn't say much, quickly took off his coat and put it on Qin Huairu, then comforted her in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, you are safe."

Qin Huairu finally couldn't help herself and collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down her face. She had experienced extreme fear and danger, and now that she was able to escape safely, she collapsed in an instant.

When the man saw her like this, he felt pity for her. He gently held her shoulders and whispered, "It's okay, I'm here, no one can hurt you anymore." The firmness in his words gradually calmed Qin Huairu down. She nodded, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and was filled with gratitude.

Qin Huairu didn't know what else to say, she just held the man's hand gratefully, as if she had grabbed the last straw. Seeing this, the man patted the back of her hand gently, then helped her stand up slowly.

The two stood silently in the yard, the wind blew gently, and the surroundings returned to tranquility, as if the thrilling chase just now had never happened. However, Qin Huairu knew in her heart that everything that happened tonight would always leave an indelible mark in her heart.

Xu Damao fled in the darkness, knowing that he was doomed to be defeated. The pain behind him and the blood on his face made him sober up, and his heart was filled with regret and fear. He realized that he could no longer be as domineering as before in the yard. Once the news of today's incident spread, he would lose the trust and respect of the people in the yard forever.

Xu Damao dragged his tired body and disappeared into the darkness. His heart was full of regret and unwillingness, but he also knew that he would never have the chance to realize those evil thoughts again.

In the following days, Xu Damao's life became unusually dull. He got up early every day, completed his work and housework step by step, and had almost no chance to communicate with anyone. The atmosphere in the courtyard seemed to have returned to the tranquility of the past, and everyone lived in peace with each other. Although Yi Zhonghai did not take the initiative to mention the lesson again, his attitude towards Xu Damao was obviously cold, and it seemed that he was not going to forgive him easily.

Xu Damao often feels isolated. He used to be a casual and active person in the courtyard, but now everyone keeps a distance from him and seems to no longer trust him. Especially the old neighbors, the alienation and vigilance in their eyes make him feel very uncomfortable. Every time he walks through the yard and sees those familiar faces, he always feels that there are many complicated looks from behind.

He began to realize that he could no longer act recklessly as he had in the past. The rules of the Siheyuan had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of every resident, and the cost of breaking these rules was often unbearable.

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