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

The man's big hands wrapped around her slender wrists, raised them high, and pressed them against the wall.

The kiss was strong and overbearing.

Each other's breaths are messy.

Until the hot temperature lingered in her ears, and the other party's deep voice fell into her eardrums: "Yuyu..."

Qiao Yu's desperate struggle became stiff for a moment.

The blood surging all over his body seemed to flow backwards in an instant and condensed into ice.

When it’s cold...

She froze there, her face turned pale.

Bohan felt the stiffness of the person in his arms. He stopped moving and let go of her slightly.

Qiao Yu gasped for air, his breath disordered.

Probably really frightened, she raised her hand——

"Snapped!"

A slap hit Bo Hanshi's face.

The right side of the man's face was hit.

There were no lights on in the room, and the light was very dark. She couldn't see the emotion on his downcast face.

This was the first time she slapped Bo Han.

She pinched her palms with lingering fear and swallowed hard, her expression extremely panicked...

She subconsciously wanted to run away.

The man behind her grabbed her arm and asked, "Don't you want your things?"

"..."

I almost forgot that she was here to get something.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

A few seconds passed.

"Click" sound.

The lights in the house were on.

Bo Hanshi walked up to her, looked down at her, and apologized hoarsely: "Sorry, I scared you just now."

Qiao Yu would keep swallowing when he was nervous, and now he was.

She opened her lips and managed to make a sound.

His voice trembled slightly: "When Mr. Bo made the call, you knew it was me?"

"Yes."

Bo Hanshi looked straight at her with black eyes and admitted directly.

"So, you didn't say anything on purpose on the phone and asked me to come over and pick up the things?"

"Yes."

"..."

She squeezed her palms, which were soaked with cold sweat, and tried to remain calm, "What about my things?"

"Besides getting something, you have nothing else to say to me?"

Her lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, "What did you say? Didn't we break up long ago?"

They have long been impossible.

Since it's impossible, there's no need to reminisce about the past.

Reminiscing about old times? A long conversation?

It's all a plan to get back together again.

But a broken mirror is still a broken mirror. Even if it is reunited, the mottled cracks on it will still exist.

Bao Hanshi just looked down at her, his eyes deep and dark.

Qiao Yu lowered her face and never looked at him.

He came closer to her, wanting to reach out and hug her.

She subconsciously shrank back, obviously resisting.

The man's Adam's apple rolled. He suppressed his boiling emotions and finally asked in a deep voice: "Is your illness... cured?"

"It's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Bo. I'm here to get something today. Please give me the things as soon as possible, Mr. Bo. I'm in a hurry."

She had already exhausted all her courage just to face him.

She felt cold sweat breaking out all over her body.

It was like having post-traumatic stress disorder, even facing him was painful.

Bo Hanshi could naturally feel her resistance, and sighed softly, seemingly helpless: "Okay, I'll get it."

All her important things were stored in a cardboard box.

Well kept.

Bo Hanshi handed the carton to her.

Qiao Yu hugged the carton, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Aren't you going to check?"

"It doesn't matter, just throw it away. I'm very satisfied if I can get these back. Thank you for keeping these things for me. We will talk about Xiangsi another day."

Bo Hanshi pulled his lips and smiled softly.

Apart from lovesickness, is there nothing else to talk about between them?

He didn't want to talk about lovesickness with her, what was there to talk about.

She is Xiangsi's mother. She gave birth to Xiangsi and raised Xiangsi for six years. If Xiangsi wanted to live with her mother and she asked for custody, he would give it to her.

No matter who has custody, they can visit Xiangsi at any time. This is not a problem.

But what if he wants to keep her with lovesickness?

"Are you willing to raise Xiangsi with me?"

Qiao Yu turned her back to him.

Hearing this, she said in a very calm tone: "Okay, if she is used to being by your side, then it doesn't matter if she stays by your side. I will visit her when I have time, and I will also take her out to play..."

Bo Hanshi interrupted her, "You know that's not what I meant."

Does he mean to get back together out of love?

Her fingers holding the carton gradually tightened and turned white...

If Wen Qing hadn't died...if so many things hadn't happened between them...

The corners of her lips curled up forcefully, "I would like... to be Xiangsi's mother, but I don't want to be Qiao Yu anymore. Being Qiao Yu is too hard. I hope Mr. Bo can understand that everyone wants to be more relaxed. I am no exception."

She didn't want to be tainted with feelings anymore, she didn't want to be shaken anymore, and she didn't want to... make the same mistakes again.

Love is a game for the brave.

She used to be lonely and courageous, and she also defied Qiao Fan and stayed with him regardless of her own safety.

But her aloofness was wrong.

Because of her bravery, he was imprisoned, which led to everything that happened later...

If she could turn back time, she would never provoke him again.

In that case, maybe Wen Qing won't die.

The relationship between them cost too many people.

Qiao Yu is afraid, so just think of her as a coward.

Cowards are not worthy of pursuing relationships.

She would rather huddle in a turtle shell and never come out. Even if she is unhappy, it is better than being scarred.

She held the carton in her arms and started to walk away.

Bo Hanshi stepped forward and blocked the door, "You don't have to be Qiao Yu, and I don't care who you are. I want to know, is it because of me that you returned to the imperial capital?"

She returned to the imperial capital to meet Xiangsi, to meet Nan Chu, and to see Wen Qing.

She curved her lips, looked at him, and said word by word: "No. If I didn't miss her, I wouldn't come back."

Her eyes were red, but she said the cruelest words.

Just think of her as heartless.

She dreamed of forgetting everything that happened in the Imperial Capital and Xizhou, but the more she wanted to forget something, the more profound the memory became.

So profound that he wouldn't let her go even in nightmares.

In her dream, she returned to the Xizhou court countless times. She stood aside like an outsider. She saw the eighteen-year-old Qiao Yu testifying against him again and again.

She struggled desperately, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't change the outcome.

She was the first to let go, so let her be a villain from beginning to end. Evil people will not be soft-hearted.

Evil people don’t need explanations or understanding for whatever decisions they make.

"Mr. Bo, if you don't get out of the way, I will call the police."

Bo Hanshi is not someone who can be threatened so easily.

He blocked her and didn't move out of the way, "Aren't you curious why I bought this house?"

Qiao Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Bo has too much money to burn, so it's not surprising to buy a house."

As soon as she finished speaking, she hugged the cardboard box and wanted to leave from him.

Bo Hanshi grabbed her arm and dragged her into his arms.

"boom!"

The cardboard box in her arms fell down, and the contents fell to the floor.

"When it's cold, let go!"

The man's breath was approaching, and he kissed her inch by inch, extremely powerful.

Qiao Yu panicked and struggled desperately, her voice choked with sobs, "We have already broken up..."

He raised his lips and scoffed, "I thought it was just a breakup."

After breaking up, you can still get back together, right?

"..."

He pushed her against the wall, his dark eyes locked on hers.

With his slender hands, he untied her skirt, "Yuyu, what if I don't plan to let you go?"