He is more fickle than Fengyue

Bo Yan was so hot that his head was sweating, and he was dragged into a dream in a daze.

The Jincheng in the dream is not as prosperous as it is now. There are no densely packed high-rise buildings, and the phoenix trees beside the road are luxuriant.

At that time, she would always rush to the next door and catch Lu Beichen from the bed, "Lu Beichen, get up soon."

"Boyan, are you bothered?" The young man was annoyed to get up, and every time he looked like he didn't wake up, wishing to kill her, "You dare to disturb my sleep, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

"You don't know how, you just can't bear it." She blinked, "Lu Beichen, I want to eat Zheng Ji's soybean juice."

"Go and eat by yourself."

"But it's boring for me to go alone." She hugged the other's arm coquettishly, "You can accompany me, okay?"

"Girls are really troublesome." He frowned, impatient, but he had already got up from the bed, glanced at her and said, "Let go, I want to get dressed."

She let go of her hand immediately, with a playful smile, "Lu Beichen, I knew you were the best for me."

"What are you still doing standing here, go out and wait."

"Good!" She waved to him excitedly, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

In this way, the boy often rode a bicycle, took her through the streets and alleys, sat in the most remote corner of the alley, and accompanied her to eat a bowl of hot soybean juice.

At that time, although Lu Beichen had a bad temper, he was really kind to her. He took her to eat delicious food, gave her homework, helped her level up the game, and even sacrificed his own life to save her.

So no matter what happened later, no matter how coldly Lu Beichen looked at him, she still tried her best to keep him, and never thought of divorce.

In fact, the boy in her mind was already dead, on the day she dated Song Qianqian, she knew it, but she was just stupid.

She just held on to those ridiculous memories, stubbornly refused to forget them, and always fantasized that one day, her boy would come back from the dead and say to her, "Bo Yan, I was wrong."

As long as he was willing to say it, she might let go of everything and forgive everything, but the reality slapped her hard, a basin of cold water splashed on her, and Bo Yan suddenly opened her eyes.

Drenched and cold all over, Bo Yan tremblingly hugged her arms, her eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

"Miss Bo, since you're awake, get up, take a shower and change your clothes. It's time to work."

"Work?" Bo Yan's memory came back, she stared at Zhou Rong firmly, her pale lips moved slightly, "Sister Zhou, do you want to treat me like this?"

How did Miss Bo, who was once the most proud and wanton in Jincheng, end up here?Zhou Rong was lying when she said that she didn't feel distressed.

But Lu Beichen, she couldn't afford to offend her, all she could do was to increase the dosage of the medicine and feed Bo Yan twice, so that she could sleep for a few more hours.

She wanted to persuade Bo Yan that the Bo family was in ruins, and she couldn't beat Lu Beichen, so instead of going head-on and getting herself covered in bruises, it's better to be obedient and suffer less.

However, she couldn't say it, she always felt that Bo Yan's last bit of pride was the belief that supported her to live, "I'm sorry, Miss Bo."

"Why?" Bo Yan smiled, her eyes full of misery, "Why did everyone treat me like this? What did I do wrong?"

"Zhou Rong, have you forgotten? If it weren't for me, you would be a cripple now. You can still stand here today and say sorry to me?"

How could Zhou Rong forget?Without Boyan, there would be no Zhou Rong today.

Bo Yan is her benefactor, and she wants to repay it more than anyone else, but she has no choice.

She resolutely repeated, "Miss Bo, it's time for you to work."

Bo Yan gritted her teeth and said with a firm attitude, "I won't go!"

"That can only offend, Miss Bo."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Rong's men kicked Bo Yan.

The burning pain was piercing to the bone, and the thin smoke rolled down to the bed, unable to hold it back for a while, and exhaled in pain.

"Miss Bo, are you willing to go?"

"I'm not going." Bo Yan clenched her fingers tightly, "Call Lu Beichen, I want to see him."

Zhou Rong closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch, "Keep hitting until she lets go."

However, when her subordinates were violent again, Zhou Rong couldn't hold back, "Stop!"

"Do as she says, call Mr. Lu's people."

The room returned to silence, and Bo Yan curled up on the ground like a dead fish, breathing in pain.

No one in this world will ever know how much she hurts, and how she survived the days and nights for so many years.

She never knew that loving someone would be so sad, so painful.

But Lu Beichen, we were good back then, weren't we?Why do you say ignore me and ignore me?

"I heard that you don't want to work?" Accompanied by an indifferent voice, a long leg stepped into the door first.

Bo Yan raised her eyes with difficulty. The man's black suit was covered with a dark gray overcoat. His handsome face was reflected in the light, making his facial features deeper and deeper, with a sense of coldness and dignity from top to bottom.

Compared with when he was a teenager, he has changed a lot, but in Bo Yan's mind, he can overlap with the figure of that year without any effort.

"Bo Yan, why do you want to be admitted to Nanjing University?"

"Well, because NTU has you."

"Nanjing University is a science department, don't you know that you study liberal arts?"

"So I applied to be transferred to the science class today."

Lu Beichen's lips were tightly pressed, without saying a word, he hugged her tightly in his arms, using a lot of strength.

The smell on his body is really good, she thinks, she can never get tired of it for the rest of her life.

But since when did everything change?

"Lu Beichen." The redness around his eyes rippled a little bit, and Bo Yan tried to open his eyes wide, forcing down the moisture in his eyes, "Have you..."

Have you ever loved me?Even just a little bit?

But Lu Beichen didn't give her a chance to finish the question, "Bring it in."

The bodyguard outside the door immediately brought a child in and threw it on the ground.

The boy was only five years old and looked very cute. When he saw her, he cried, "Mom~"

Bo Yan's eyes widened, "Niannian!"

She rushed forward desperately, trying to hold Bo Nian tightly in her arms for protection, but was subdued by the bodyguards first.

Bo Yan felt like her heart and lungs were going to explode, "Lu Beichen, what are you doing?"

"Bo Yan, Qianqian's child is dead, why do you think I will treat your child softly?"