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

Acacia, walking this way step by step...

In the corridor, the light is dim.

Qiao Yu raised her head and looked into Bao Hanshi's deep eyes. She suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and kissed the man's thin lips with her red lips.

Regardless of Bao Hanshi's indifference, she held the man's face with both hands and moved his face to a darker place, while also blocking her own face.

Little Xiangsi walked to the door, raised her little head and looked inside hard for a few times. She didn't see anyone in the corner, so she walked away.

Qiao Yu secretly let out a sigh of relief.

The kiss she originally initiated was so distracting.

Bo Hanshi opened his eyes and looked at her, as if to see what kind of tricks she was playing.

Bo Hanshi was too smart, and Qiao Yu was afraid that he would see some flaws, so he decided to play it out to the end.

Her red lips turned and kissed him all the way to his ear, and she breathed like orchid: "Mr. Bo cares so much about that male doctor. Is he jealous? It's been six years. Hasn't Mr. Bo forgotten me yet?"

The tone is pretending to be frivolous.

The man stared at her lips and mocked: "You are too confident!"

Sure enough, the man pushed her away.

Bo Hanshi's movements were not gentle, even a little rough.

Qiao Yu's back hit the wall again.

"Boom".

It hurts.

She looked at Bao Hanshi's leaving figure, and the strength she pretended instantly collapsed, and the corners of her eyes turned red.

I hope he can really start over, instead of getting stuck in this past and letting the mud get all over him.

It was enough for her to stay alone in the quagmire of the past to atone for her sins.

……

Qiao Yu returned to the ward and turned on her phone. The bank card information indeed showed that she had received one million yuan.

Qiao Yu had a headache and sent a WeChat message to her best friend Nan Chu.

[Chuchu, do you have Song Yiyi’s contact information? 】

After receiving the message, Nan Chu became excited: [What are you doing? Are you looking for a confrontation with your lover? 】

Qiao Yu held her forehead, "No, don't ask, do you have her contact information?" 】

[Yes, I interviewed her last month and have her WeChat account. I push it to you. 】

Nanchu pushed Song Yiyi's WeChat business card to Qiao Yu.

After eating, little Xiangsi, who was leaning on the hospital bed, felt bored, so she pulled Qiao Yu and asked, "Mom, I want to play games for a while, can you give me your phone?"

"it is good."

Qiao Yu handed the phone to her daughter, but did not add Song Yiyi for the time being, thinking that she would add it later when she had time, and return the one million to her.

She already owed Bo Hanshi too much, and she couldn't accept his fiancée's money.

After paying off all this and saving some money, she left the imperial capital with her mother and Xiangsi and went to live in a place where no one knew them.

Thinking of his mother, three years ago, when Wen Qing woke up, Qiao Yu transferred her from Xizhou Hospital to a nursing home in the Imperial Capital. Now she is recovering well. In addition to being unable to walk, she can speak and move, and her thinking is clear.

However, she has encountered too many things recently, and I haven't seen her for a long time.

Thinking of Qiao Fan's scolding on the phone, Qiao Yu was a little worried, fearing that Qiao Fan would find Wen Qing to threaten her.

After all, Qiao Fan had used this trick six years ago.

Qiao Yu touched Xiangsi's little head and said, "Sisi, how about I ask my godmother to accompany you tomorrow and Saturday? Mom is a little worried about grandma and wants to visit her in the nursing home."

Little Xiangsi was very sensible, "Go ahead, go ahead. When I get better, I will accompany my mother to see my grandma."

……

Inside the black Maybach car.

In the back seat, Bao Hanshi's phone vibrated and he received a text message.

[Uncle, I remember your number! 】

Bao Hanshi was slightly startled, and then he vaguely remembered the little milk bag he met in the hospital...

I actually remembered his number.

However, Bohan is not that boring and will reply to text messages from a six-year-old child.

After a while, the text message came again.

[Uncle, why are you ignoring me! Didn't you agree that as long as I remember your number, I can introduce you to a beautiful girl? 】

"..."

Bao Han was speechless.

The little kid worked tirelessly: [Uncle, please take care of this guy! Ignore me! I will introduce my mother to you! 】

"..."

After working on it for a long time, I came up with this idea.

Naturally, he would not pay attention to her when he was cold.

Maybe, the child's mother taught her child to send this text message.

In the past few years, in the vanity fair, I have seen so many women like this that I have long been accustomed to seeing them.

Received the mobile phone.

Bo Hanshi asked Xu Zheng who was driving: "I asked you to check, have you found it?"

"Oh, that male doctor, his name is Xie Jun, the chief physician of the respiratory department. What's wrong, Mr. Bo? Did he...provoke you?"

Xu Zheng deliberately looked at the man's expression in the rearview mirror.

He still had that cold look, and there was no emotion on his face.

"No, he's fine."

However, he is not suitable for Qiao Yu.

It is not suitable to continue to stay in the imperial capital.

Xu Zheng glanced at the man again uncertainly. Is he definitely saying that Dr. Xie is very good?

His face was obviously dark.

"Master Bo, Miss Song has been calling me just now. She said that she has made a reservation at Banyan Tree and invites you to share a candlelight dinner."

The man caressed the diamond cufflinks carelessly, his thin lips slightly hooked: "She really thinks of herself as Mrs. Bo."

It's just a joke.

Mrs. Bo's position... once belonged to Qiao Yu.

But now, Qiao Yu doesn't deserve it, and others don't deserve it either.

……

Early the next morning, Qiao Yu went to a nursing home in the Imperial Capital.

Wen Qing looks good.

Qiao Yu saw that the sun was not bad today, so he pushed Wen Qing to take a walk in the yard.

When Qiao Yu bent down to cover her mother's legs with a thin blanket, the silver ring she had been wearing around her neck slipped out of her collar.

Wen Qing knew who gave this silver ring, and also heard from Qiao Yu about the relationship between her and Bo Hanshi.

"Yuyu, have you not forgotten Bo Hanshi?"

Qiao Yu curled her lips and smiled: "So what if I can't forget."

Wen Qing has always felt guilty, "It was because of me that you were threatened by that beast Qiao Fan. You and Bo Han were so in love that they shouldn't be separated. Didn't he look for you after he came out?"

"Mom, I don't want that anymore. Now, I just want to work hard to make money, save a sum of money, and take you and Xiangsi away from here to a place where Qiao Fan can't find us."

Wen Qing's eyes were wet, "Yuyu, it's my incompetence that makes your life so hard. Is it really impossible for you and Bo Hanshi? Mom can go apologize to Bao Hanshi and explain..."

"Mom, this can't be written off with an apology and explanation. I caused him to spend three years in jail. This is a fact. No apology can erase my crime. Moreover, he now has a fiancée. "

"Yuyu..."

Qiao Yu took off the necklace around his neck, "Now that he has a fiancée, I wish them the best. He is right, I really shouldn't wear this ring anymore."

Qiao Yu threw the ring in his palm into the lawn in the distance.

The silver ring drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then disappeared into the grass.

No longer known where to go.

It's like their past, she lost it and can never get it back.

After spending the morning with Wen Qing in the nursing home, Nan Chu called as he was about to return to the hospital.

"Yuyu, it's bad! Xiangsi is gone!"