After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Lung cancer...

Bao Hanshi clenched the diary tightly, his fingertips turning white from the exertion.

Every word and sentence Qiao Yu said was like a heavy blow to his heart.

He felt as if his heart was being crushed and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

The six years he was away from her.

She was a single mother, was taken advantage of by her boss, and suffered from depression... But what made Bo Hanshi even more sad was that these were just a few words recorded in her diary.

There was more sadness that she didn't record.

He didn't dare think about how miserable and difficult her life was.

He held the diary and didn't even have the courage to read any more.

Her words were like sharp blades, constantly attacking him.

She kept apologizing to him, feeling guilty, and... telling him I was sorry.

However, now these excuses were like cutting his flesh one by one, stabbing straight into the softest part of his chest.

The phone rang.

The caller ID showed Haishi's landline number.

The memory is very good when the person is cold and has a photographic memory.

This Haishi landline number is the phone number of Haishi Hospital. I called him once a month ago.

But before the other person finished speaking, he cut him off.

At that time, he still hated Qiao Yu and didn't want to let himself care about anything about Qiao Yu.

He clicked the connect button.

"Are they Qiao Yu's family members? You hung up the last time I called you, but Qiao Yu has serious lung problems. We still recommend going to the hospital for review and treatment. Do your family members know about her lung cancer? "

When Bao Han opened his thin lips, his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, unable to make any sound.

"Hey, are you listening?"

"..."

On the phone, no one answered.

But after a few seconds, she heard laughter.

But it wasn't happiness, it was obviously a smile with a crying sound.

Extremely sad.

Emotions are out of control...

Qiao Yu...has he passed away?

Then, the other party hung up the phone.

The small medicine bottle in Bo Hanshi's hand suddenly fell to the floor.

His tears fell heavily on the diary.

Those handwritings were blurred.

He quickly wiped it with his hands, but it seemed that no matter how hard he wiped it, it couldn't be wiped off.

Those handwritings seemed to gradually disappear with Qiao Yu...

He didn't know how he reached the end of the diary.

By the end of it, it felt like a big hole had been poked out of his heart, dripping with blood.

"Xiao Xiangsi and Chuchu helped me celebrate my birthday and asked me to make a wish. I made three wishes."

"I hope Bohan can put down his hatred and start over."

"When I earn enough money, I want to take my mother and Xiangsi away from the imperial capital and go to a far away place. It's best if no one knows us, and then we can be together forever."

"I hope you can be safe and happy during the cold weather, and that the rest of your life goes well."

Three wishes, two of them, all about him.

However, she crossed out the first wish, and crossed out the second wish...

How desperate she must have been when she crossed out the only three wishes she had left in her life.

Bao Hanshi picked up the pen, his fingers trembling slightly.

He erased the cross she drew and put a big check mark on her first wish.

He let it go, he didn't hate her anymore.

But if he is asked to start over, who should he start over with?

He thought about starting over, but when he started over, he never thought about starting over with someone else.

If it weren't for Qiao Yu, he would rather not start over.

……

After ten o'clock in the evening.

Bohan returned to Yujingyuan.

He held a bag of things in his hand, and inside were all Qiao Yu's relics.

He didn't know how he left the place where she lived. On the way back, his whole body was numb.

After entering the house, Tudou ran over.

"Meow~"

Little Xiangsi was still asleep, so she walked up to him in her pajamas, rubbing her eyes.

"Dad, where's mom, have you successfully proposed to her?"

Bao Hanshi lowered his eyes and looked at her, his expression extremely calm.

Until little Xiangsi reached out and held his big hand, "Dad, why are your hands so cold?"

He squatted down and looked at her level.

The man's cold, white Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed several times before he managed to make a sound.

Her voice was extremely hoarse: "Your mother can't accept me yet."

Little Xiangsi raised her little hand and touched Bao Hanshi's head, "Dad, don't be sad. I will help you say more nice things when I meet my mother next time. My mother is soft-hearted and will promise you. She also I like you, dad, so don’t lose heart.”

Bao Hanshi looked at her like that.

This is a smaller version of Qiao Yu's face.

The corners of his eyes turned slightly red, and he endured it for several seconds before saying one word: "Okay."

"Dad, why are you crying?"

"No, it was blown by the wind just now."

"Oh, okay, Dad, I want to sleep. I'll put Tudou up and sleep with me, okay?"

"it is good."

Little Xiangsi picked up the chubby potato and said to Bo Hanshi: "Dad, good night."

"Good night."

Bo Hanshi stood in the living room and watched Xiao Xiangsi go upstairs with Tudou in her arms.

He slumped down on the couch.

At night, only a night light was lit in the villa.

The living room was dark.

He opened the small black velvet square box, and the pink diamond light stung his eyes.

This diamond ring is a work by the famous designer Orlando and is called "Eternal Bond".

Its design concept is that two people in love are forever bound to each other and will always be imprisoned by each other for eternity.

But Qiao Yu never had the chance to wear it again.

Bao Hanshi lowered his hand, loosened his fingers, and the diamond ring fell to the ground with a crisp impact.

He leaned on the sofa, his whole body falling into endless silence and dejection.

He just closed his eyes like that and didn't know how long he stayed there.

Little Xiangsi hugged Pai Daxing and walked downstairs blankly in her little slippers.

She walked up to Bo Hanshi and stretched out her hand to tug his arm: "Dad, why are you sleeping here?"

"Why did you wake up?"

She blinked her eyes and said helplessly: "I had a nightmare, I couldn't sleep, even the potatoes fell asleep."

When it was cold, he held her on his lap.

He looked at the little milk bag with soft eyes, "What kind of nightmare did you have? Tell me about it."

"I dreamed that my mother didn't want us anymore. I chased after her, but she didn't look back. Dad, do you think my mother really doesn't want us anymore?"

Bao Hanshi's eyes dimmed, he pulled his lips and smiled, "How could it be possible? She couldn't bear it."

With sharp eyes, little Xiangsi saw the ring fall to the ground.

She got off Bao Hanshi's lap and picked up the pink diamond. "Dad, how could you leave the ring for your mother on the ground? You are too careless! Put it away quickly!"

Xiangsi pulled away his big hand and put the diamond ring into his palm.

The little guy muttered: "I have to wear it for my mother next time. If I lose it, why should I propose?"

Bao Hanshi lowered his eyes and looked at the diamond ring, lying quietly in his hand.

My heart was torn and the pain was excruciating.

Little Xiangsi asked again: "Dad, even if you sit here, can't you fall asleep?"

"Well, I have a little insomnia."

Little Xiangsi put the Patrick Star in his arms into his arms, "Then I'll lend you this. It was given to me by my mother. You should be able to fall asleep holding it."

"how about you?"

"I can sleep with a potato in my arms."

"Acacia..."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again, "It's nothing. I will propose to your mother in a while."

"Yeah! I believe in your dad! Dad, when you propose to mom, we will be a family of three! You two will go to my parent-teacher conference together in the future!"