Daddy, Mommy Is Not Available

Later, there was another unfamiliar number, but Bo Yehan didn't want to hang up here and got into the blacklist.

After this time, the phone has been quiet.

But he didn't expect Lu Xue to contact Xu Feng after two hours.

What else did she want to say about that summer night?

Bo Yehan guessed that perhaps she wanted to make him feel relieved by reminiscing about the past.

The pen used to sign on the table rolled back and forth, tracing one after another in the air.

Bo Yehan stared at him for a while, but his irritability gradually subsided.

He decided to go over. Since some things require a formal farewell, let him draw an end with his own hands.

But Bo Yehan was not ready to pass the present.

Lu Xue had some unrealistic thoughts again. He kept working indifferently until the end of get off work, and under Xu Feng's somewhat surprised gaze, he went all the way down the elevator and headed towards the place in the phone.

Qin Heyuan, this house used to be different to him.

But since he let Lu Xue move in, he didn't go there often.

The community was in a commercial area. After seeing Bo Yehan's car from a long distance, the security guard opened the door.

Bo Yehan drove in and stopped in one go.

Soon, he appeared downstairs in a certain building, and walked in almost without hesitation.

The elevator came down quickly, because there was one household on the first floor, and there were not many people living in the whole building.

After pressing the floor where Lu Xue was on, he stood there calmly, his eyes closed slightly, his face blanked.

This state continued until he knocked on the door-he knew the password, but he chose to knock on the door.

There was a rustle inside the door.

But no one opened it.

Bo Yehan's thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly, then raised his hand and tapped again.

This time, there was a sound, but it was not a door opening, but a ringing of something in the phone.

Bo Yehan picked it up and saw that it was another strange number: ‘I’m on the rooftop. ’

His thin lips were slightly cold, with these ironies, he didn't know that Lu Xue had so many unknown cell phone numbers before.

So he turned back in the direction he had just come, and Bo Yehan quickly reached the highest level without delay.

There are dozens of stairs leading to the rooftop, and the top door that has been closed is now half-covered, creaking under the sound of the wind.

Bo Yehan walked up and stretched his hand away.

There was a crisper sound, and then he saw his back at the edge more than ten meters away.

When Lu Xue heard the sound, she turned her head back and met his face.

She was pale and stared at Bo Yehan with her strange raised eyes because of her exposure during this time, as if she wanted to see something she was expecting.

But Lu Xue was disappointed after all.

Even though she was only half a meter away from the fall, the person in front of her was really not panicked or worried.

Bo Yehan is like watching a picture that has nothing to do with him. No, if ordinary people see that someone is about to jump off the building, they might even make a few words of humanitarian advice.

But he didn't. After he stepped into the rooftop, he just stood there faintly, his eyes were motionless, as if the look he gave Lu Xue was already a great gift from him.

Lu Xue finally couldn't help it.

She took a breath, her eyes slowed, and then she squeezed out a smile, calling him as usual: "Brother Han."

The soft voice was wrapped in weakness, and was quickly blown away by the wind several times stronger on the rooftop.

Bo Yehan didn't respond or refuse, he just took two steps forward.

After the gale blew his clothes out a bit and his hair swayed, he said, "What do you want to say?"

The light in Lu Xue's eyes dimmed again, and she pulled her lips.

It was very cold, but she wore a white gauze skirt and her long hair was dancing in the wind.

The wind caused the skirt to wrap around her body, and it also outlined Lu Xue's nervous hand clasping her inner thumb.

She began to understand that she couldn't expect anything from the person in front of her.

Men are always more cruel than women, especially women who do not love themselves.

But is it really not love? After waiting so many years, how could she be willing?

For a long time, Lu Xue held her lips, her voice as soft as possible: "Don't you have anything to say to me, Brother Han?"

Her eyes have been blowing in the wind for a long time, and they are a little red, or it is because of her emotions.

Bo Yehan touched the red patch, and sighed slowly in his heart.

Then he shook his head in Lu Xue's earnest gaze, and glanced at his watch.

This action was silently urged, and his voice quickly sounded, extremely gentle and cruel to the extreme: "As you know, my time is still precious."

So, just say whatever you want.

Lu Xue heard the overtones, and her face suddenly became more ugly.

She shook her head, and her smile became a little miserable this time: "I thought you would give me a little patience..."

The words were so light that they were quickly taken away by the wind, and I didn't know if Bo Yehan could hear them clearly.

But Lu Xue didn't seem to care about this anymore, she raised her head suddenly: "If this is the case, then I will make a long story short, and I won't waste your time."

After speaking, she glanced at the position of Bo Yehan, and used her eyes to indicate the distance between the two: "Come here a little bit, you know, even if I use more strength to speak, it will hurt me."

Bo Yehan condensed her face tightly, and when she heard a few short words, her eyebrows jumped.

After a pause for two seconds, as Lu Xue said, he took a few steps forward until the distance between the two of them was only two or three meters.

The wind grew stronger, blowing his hair to the back of his head, revealing a pair of eyebrows that slanted into the temples, the eyebrows appeared higher, and the eye sockets looked deeper, and the cold light under his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Lu Xue looked at everything about him with almost obsessive eyes, as before.

She tilted her head: "Before I speak, I still want to ask you a question."

Bo Yehan pursed his lips, but his eyes seemed to say: "ask".

Seeing that he didn't want to say a word to him, Lu Xue gradually tightened somewhere in his heart, and the dark color in his eyes flashed by, swiping away like the wind in his ears.

She bit her lower lip and laughed at herself: "This question is a bit vulgar, but I still want to know."

She raised her eyes: "In these years, have you—"

"No." Before the voice fell, the cold male voice interrupted her without hesitation.

"What?" Lu Xue's eyes were dazed, and her body trembled slightly when she was caught off guard.

But Bo Yehan looked straight into her eyes and repeated it slowly and seriously, like a **** of death approaching with a sickle, without leaving any affection.

"No, I haven't loved you." He said.

In an instant, all the sound of the wind in his ears faded, leaving only the eyebrows of the person in front of him that were a little bit cooler than the precipitous cold wind.

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