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

In the bathroom, it was foggy.

Bo Hanshi kissed her hard, even biting her lips, and a faint smell of blood spread in each other's mouths.

No matter how he attacked the city, Qiao Yu never resisted, as if she accepted it calmly no matter what he did.

She obviously felt the pain, but she just frowned and resisted pushing him away.

But in this kiss, he couldn't feel any of her emotions.

What about love?

She even asked him soberly: "Can you go to bed?"

But the more she behaved like this, the angrier Bao Hanshi became. The big hand holding the back of her neck tightened subconsciously, "No matter what I do to you, will you just lie down and accept it?"

The deadline has not yet expired, and he is her creditor. "During the debt repayment period, you are Party A..."

Before she could finish her words, Bo Hanshi had already let go of her.

"go out."

The commanding voice was filled with quenching ice slag.

There was no trace of softness on his handsome face shrouded in mist, and there was a chill all over his body.

Qiao Yu exited the bathroom without any complaints, and even warned: "Don't soak in it for too long. The doctor said that a hot bath will speed up blood circulation and is not conducive to wound recovery."

"..."

But her concern had another meaning in Bo Hanshi's ears.

Oh, was she afraid that his wound would worsen and would not let her return to Nancheng?

If this wound never heals, she will have to stay by his side all the time. This shameful thought flashed through Bao Han's mind.

After leaving the bathroom, Qiao Yu received a call from Yan Chen.

"Hello, Brother Yan?"

"How have you been in the Imperial Capital recently? Did Bao Han make things difficult for you? Last time, I called you, but you didn't answer. Your phone was turned off. Did something happen?"

On the phone, Yan Chen expressed concern.

Qiao Yu didn't want them to worry, so she said, "It was just that the phone was out of battery at that time. Bao Han didn't make things difficult for me."

"Really?"

Yan Chen had some doubts.

They had dealt with each other several times before. In Yan Chen's impression, Bo Hanshi was domineering and strong, and he would do anything to achieve his goals. The city was deep, and if he really wanted to make things difficult, Qiao Yu was no match for him.

"Well, he didn't."

Yan Chen was still worried, "When will you return to Nancheng? My foster father... he's been talking about you lately."

"About half a month later."

When Bao Hanshi's wound on her right arm healed, she would go back to Nancheng to see Mr. Yan.

She has been away from home for so long, and she misses Mr. Yan a little.

Bo Han, who was standing not far away, listened to everything she said to Yan Chen, his eyes filled with loneliness and coldness.

Qiao Yu's idea of ​​returning to Nancheng has never changed. In fact, from beginning to end, he has not wavered even a little bit.

This is Qiao Yu, with a gentle and soft face, but in his heart, he is extremely decisive when he makes a decision.

Bao Hanshi clenched his hands tightly, cracking his finger bones.

Qiao Yu hung up the phone and turned around to see Bo Hanshi walking towards the bed.

He had a cold face and said in a very calm tone: "If you want to sleep in Xiao Xiangsi's room, you don't have to force yourself to sleep on my bed."

"But before I slept in Xiao Xiangsi's room, you would bring me over in the middle of the night, so instead of going to such trouble..."

"That was before. Qiao Yu, from now on, I won't force you anymore."

She took a deep breath and looked at him, and slowly calmed down: "It's you who wants to force me, and it's you who doesn't force me. It's you who used [-] billion to keep me around to pay off the debt, and it's you who said it would be one month. When I'm cold, I just follow your game rules."

She didn't understand where she had offended him?

Does obeying him also make him unhappy?

His long legs suddenly approached her, his dark eyes were cold and angry, "So in your opinion, this is just a game?"

Once the deadline is up, she can calmly leave at any time.

He smiled, the corners of his eyes red with anger, "Yeah, how could I forget that I was the one forcing you from the beginning to the end."

"I don't want to argue with you. You're injured. Take a good rest."

She has a calm temper, like a lifeless mirror.

It's so peaceful that when it's so cold, I want to break it.

He drove her to sleep in Xiao Xiangsi's room, and Qiao Yu hugged the pillow and really left.

Qiao Yu closed the door to the room and said, "Good night."

As soon as the door closed, Bao Hanshi's temples jumped suddenly. After suppressing it for a few seconds, he raised his long legs and kicked over the small wooden table in the room.

He sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down for an unknown amount of time when his cell phone rang.

Caller ID, Song Zhi.

He took a breath before picking up the phone.

Song Zhi asked: "How are you feeling recently?"

"that's it."

Three tough words, the tone is not good, even a little bad.

Obviously, the mood wasn't great.

"Did you and Qiao Yu quarrel again?"

"Do you know Siri?"

"Siri?"

Bo Hanshi gritted his teeth and sneered, "Siri will answer all questions and will answer questions that are wrong. Qiao Yu is like Siri now. When I ask, she answers. She does whatever I want her to do."

There won't be a single superfluous movement.

If he takes the initiative, she will respond. If he doesn't, she won't speak again.

Song Zhi was silent for a few seconds and said, "This is called fake intimacy. When you stop taking the initiative, the relationship will end."

Haha, fake intimacy.

Indeed, they are now fakely intimate.

He wanted to get close to her, and she did allow him to get close, but this closeness was only physical.

He could clearly feel that her heart was no longer open to him. He wanted all the intimacy and she gave it to him.

Song Zhi asked curiously: "Have you had sex recently?"

"You have to ask this too?"

Bo Hanshi obviously didn't want to answer her question because it was very personal.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to know if Qiao Yukang will resist going to bed with you."

"..."

Bo Hanshi didn't want to admit it. No man would want to admit that the woman he liked resisted sleeping with him.

He squeezed the phone, exerted force on his knuckles, and said in a colder tone: "Resist."

"How did she react?"

Bo Hanshi recalled it carefully and narrowed his black eyes, "At first, he would tremble and his face would turn pale. In the most severe cases, he would have difficulty breathing."

After describing it in detail, Bo Hanshi was startled for a moment and suddenly burst out laughing.

He discovered that Qiao Yu really hated him, to the point of physical disgust.

Song Zhi made a judgment: "This is not normal."

Bo Hanshi smiled mockingly, "Of course I know this is not normal."

"I mean, she could be sick."

"I am also sick, but I don't resist her."

He thought that Qiao Yu simply hated him touching her.

"..."

Song Zhi pondered for a long time and said: "Her reaction to you is very similar to the symptoms of PTSD, but I have never diagnosed her in person, and I can't conclude that she must be."

Post-traumatic stress disorder is the same family of disorders as depression.

Hearing this term, Bo Hanshi frowned.

Bo Hanshi has been treating bipolar disorder at Song Zhi's place for four years.

Song Zhi knew a lot about the past between him and Qiao Yu.

"There have been too many grievances between you. If Qiao Yu really has PTSD towards you, it may not be cured for the rest of his life. Even if you reconcile, it may be difficult to enter a real intimate relationship. Do you really intend to have a relationship with someone without results?" Are you going to be entangled with someone for the rest of your life?"