His slender fingertips traced her face, and then slowly fell down.

Finally, he turned the frame downwards, pressed it to the table, and put it into a drawer, never wanting to look at it again.

……

Shen Xingluo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the tall and straight figure in the front yard, as well as the gentle and submissive figure standing next to him.

Even though he was tortured by illness, he still stood proudly between heaven and earth, still the one who controlled everything from above.

But he didn't know that things were about to change outside.

And his world seemed to have changed.

Next to him, there was Yao Siyu.

The existence of this girl seems to make him less lonely, hard and painful during this process.

Shen Xingluo's eyes dimmed, and he raised his eyes to look at the green lake scenery not far away.

The sun shines gently on the lake, and the wind stirs up shallow waves, which seem to push away thousands of waves, dormant and surging under the lake bottom.

I wonder how Mrs. Bo is handling it?

She felt uneasy in her heart, and knew that someone needed to tie the bell to untie it.

She had to talk to Bo Han about this matter. No matter how slim the chance was, she had to persuade him.

She took out her mobile phone and called Bo Han.

There was a ring over there and a busy signal was immediately displayed.

So, she called Jiang Tao again.

Jiang Tao also refused to answer her call.

Shen Xingluo didn't know that during the whole process, every move she made fell into the eyes of Bo Beicheng downstairs.

He didn't know when he turned around and saw the beautiful figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She lowered her head, frowning and looking at her phone.

Don't know who to call?

The other party didn't seem to answer, so she frowned even more.

Bo Beicheng looked at her with deep eyes, sometimes gentle and sometimes sad.

At this moment, he didn't want to guess who she was calling.

He just wanted to stand here and look at her more.

Perhaps such time is running out.

Maybe there won’t be many such opportunities.

The gentle sunlight refracted into the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on her thin face.

Extraordinarily good-looking and heart-warming.

He stared at her blankly until Yao Siyu's voice came to his ears: "Mr. Bo, you still love Dr. Shen very much, don't you?"

Bo Beicheng came back to his senses and looked at Yao Siyu indifferently.

"Remember your propriety." He warned her with these words.

Yao Siyu's face condensed and his heart trembled.

His eyes suddenly became moist.

She lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, I'm too busy."

"I just...see you and Dr. Shen like this, I feel uncomfortable. You obviously care about her, why don't you tell her?"

Yao Siyu seemed to muster up the greatest courage to speak out what was in his heart.

Bo Beicheng's face became darker: "Do you think I won't fire you?"

Yao Siyu raised his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Even if Mr. Bo wants to fire me, I have to say, Mr. Bo, don't torture yourself anymore."

"I told you to shut up!"

He had a cold face and roared in a low voice.

Yao Siyu kept silent, pursed his lips, tears streaming down his face.

Her face, especially when she started crying, looked like Shen Xingluo's when they first met her.

Seeing her cry would make his heart twitch and he would remember how he had hurt her in the past.

He sighed and took out his handkerchief from his pocket.

He raised his hand and wiped the tears from her face.

"I'm sorry, Xingluo, don't cry, it's my fault."

As soon as he finished speaking, his movements stopped, and Yao Siyu seemed to be frightened by him and stopped crying, raising his eyes to look at him in shock.

Bo Beicheng's palms trembled slightly, and he dropped his hand and put the handkerchief on her palm.

"Don't cry in front of me again." He ordered coldly.

Yao Siyu nodded: "I understand, Mr. Bo, thank you for your tolerance."

She smiled, turned her eyes, and saw Shen Xingluo's eyes on them in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows as she wished.

Shen Xingluo witnessed the intimate interaction between Bo Beicheng and Yao Siyu, and the hand holding the phone suddenly became weak.

She felt a dull pain in her chest, quickly looked away, turned and walked in.

When Bo Beicheng came back from outside, he saw Shen Xingluo still in the room.

She sat there, flipping through a medical book.

It seemed that she really planned to guard him here day and night.

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