After flirting with me wrongly, my scumbag uncle pinched my waist and pampered me fiercely

Just by listening to what Ovilet said, Bo Qing could imagine the situation at that time and how difficult it was.

While he was still conscious, he had already noticed that something was wrong with the sky and knew that a rainstorm was coming.

It must have been so difficult for Shen Yuan to take him back.

And Mumu said that Shen Yuan didn't like the sea and she was afraid of it.

But even in such a situation, Shen Yuan still came to save him. She wanted to jump from her own yacht to his yacht. Bo Qing didn't dare to think about the situation at that time. How did Shen Yuan do it?

There are a lot of messy things in Bo Qing's mind now, and it seems that some uncaptured images flash by.

He wanted to recall, but he couldn't remember anything.

It was like there was a tightly closed door, behind which was everything he wanted to know. The door was right in front of him, but no matter how close he got, how he reached out to touch it or tried to open it, he couldn't touch it.

So close to me, yet so far away.

"What about Shen Yuan?"

At this moment, he was eager to see Shen Yuan and wanted to look at her.

If possible, he would like to hug her.

"She's fine, she's gone."

Bo Qing got up from the bed: "Where did she go?"

"It seems like she went to the club to meet a friend. She said that her wedding with that Huo guy or something will be moved forward to tomorrow. Maybe today is her last day single, so she should be going there to indulge herself, right?" Ovilette exaggerated.

"what?"

Shen Yuan is getting married tomorrow, to that man?

"This is real?"

"She said it herself, so it might be true. I guess she was stimulated by something when she went to the sea today. Or maybe she figured it out and let it go, thinking that the person she loves will not come back."

Ovilette sighed, "It's better this way. Bo Qing is dead, so the living can't just live in memories forever and endure endless pain. I would rather she start another relationship. At least she will have someone to accompany her and live a good life."

Ovilet knew very well what it felt like to guard someone's memories, as he was experiencing this now.

But Ovilet also felt that if Shen Yuan got married rashly, she might not be very happy.

Wan Shuang was pregnant at the time, and she married someone casually, but later on...

Ovilet didn't know what went wrong in his life. He wanted Wanshuang to come back more than anyone else, but he knew better than anyone that she would never come back.

When Bo Qing listened to Ovilet's words, he felt like a knife was stabbed in his heart.

But does Shen Yuan really like that person? Can that person make Shen Yuan happy and content every day?

Before, Bo Qing thought he didn’t care. He felt that as long as he could stay by Shen Yuan’s side, watching her silently and protecting her, that would be enough.

But when that day really came, Bo Qing's thoughts changed again. Could he really watch her marry someone else and be with someone else from then on?

Bo Qing told himself in his heart that he couldn't do it.

He wants to find Shen Yuan!

"Which club is she in?" Bo Qing asked.

This Ovilet really knew it. Shen Yuan said it when he left.

He told Bo Qing the address of the club, and he was about to get out of bed and go there.

"Are you going to find her?"

"Yeah." He didn't want to wait even a second.

"But you should change your clothes. You can't go there dressed like this."

When Bo Qing lowered his head, he realized that he was still wearing hospital gown.

It was indeed inappropriate to dress like this. Bo Qing started looking for his phone: "I'll go order a set of clothes."

"Okay, I'm ready for you."

Overlette had carried a shopping bag containing a suit he had sent over.

"Wear this. Even if you are going to see her, you should dress yourself up a little. Otherwise, what advantage will you have to compete with others? As Shen Yuan's father, I actually like her being with you."

There was a hint of surprise in Bo Qing's eyes. He never thought that Ovilet would recognize him.

Ovilet had prepared a dark suit, and when he came out of the ward after changing, Ovilet was stunned for a moment.

His tall stature and the indifferent aura around him gave Ovilet a strong shock at first glance. He always felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.

It was obviously not the first time he saw him in a suit, but at this moment, he felt that he did look a lot like Bo Qing.

No wonder Shen Yuan is so persistent.

"I'm going over there." Bo Qing said lightly.

He has no expression on his face, but when he opens his mouth, the smell of a big boss comes out.

Even though that face is very ordinary, in many cases, aura depends on temperament rather than face.

Even if it is an ordinary face on his face, people can't help but take a few more glances.

"it is good."

Ovilet looked at his back and felt that perhaps Killer could make Shen Yuan come out. He thought Shen Yuan should like this man.

There were violent storms during the day, but Los Angeles returned to its tranquility at night. Even after the baptism of rain, the city seemed brand new.

The car stopped in front of the club. Bo Qing raised his head and looked at the place.

The string in his mind was still tense. This place seemed a little familiar. He should have been here before.

Bo Qing stood at the door for half a minute, then raised his foot and strode into the club.

Shen Yuan was sitting not far from the door, paying attention to the situation here, just like he did seven years ago.

Seven years ago, she also waited here for a long time before that man came.

She was not sure whether Bo Qing would come. Shen Yuan shook the wine glass with her fingers, and suddenly she saw something and her eyes lit up.

Bo Qing walked inside, and suddenly a small figure bumped into his arms.

With a familiar smell, as if it was done on purpose, before Bo Qing could react, the woman's white and tender small hands directly hugged his waist.

"Little brother, do you want a date?" The woman's voice was crisp. She raised her head and her face was exposed in front of Bo Qing.

The lighting in the club was not very bright, but the face was so clear. This face was not beautiful at all. The skin looked rough and yellow, and there were some tiny freckles.

But those eyes are still so beautiful and bright.

Like dewdrops in the morning light, clean and pure, and as bright as stars.

The string in Bo Qing's mind suddenly broke, and the door of memory that he could not touch also opened at this moment.

The same scene, the same deliberate act, the same calculating expression, the same face.

Everything gray around him lit up with its original color at this moment. In the beginning, when he first arrived in Los Angeles, it was also such a person, with such a face, who broke into his world, drunkenly hugged his waist and asked the little brother if he wanted to date.