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

Bao Hanshi held her left hand and rubbed the plain silver ring on her ring finger with his fingertips.

This ring was returned to him by Qiao Yu more than a year ago in this Moshan Hotel.

Later, she jumped into the sea, and after being depressed for more than half a year, he locked everything related to her in the study drawer.

He looked down at the person in his arms, changed the subject of the gunshot wound, and asked, "Why are you wearing it again? Didn't you give it back to me before?"

Qiao Yu felt a little uncomfortable having her thoughts read through, especially when she was not sure whether the other person wanted to continue the relationship as much as she did.

She subconsciously shrank her hands and put them into the quilt, but she said matter-of-factly: "You also said that the things you gave me are mine. I wear my own things. Is there any problem? "

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, "But you dug it out of my safe. Yuyu, does this count as theft?"

"Compared to stealing, you are better than me."

After saying that, she turned over, pulled the quilt directly over her head, and covered her head.

Qiao Yu was sensitive. She could feel Bo Han's secrecy, and she could feel that he didn't want to continue the relationship like she did. He even wanted to push her away.

Just because she cried, he relented temporarily.

In other words, after a man passively sleeps with you, he is afraid of being accused of being "heartless" by the other party, so he pretends to be right tonight. You are very patient and caring.

But this kind of patience and care will disappear completely the next morning.

Because his moral sense and conscience will not last long, and the validity period is within forty-eight hours at most.

After all, I did it twice, even if it was just pretending, I would still coax the other person.

It was Qiao Yu who took the initiative tonight.

Bo Hanshi also made it clear that he would not be responsible for her, and she also knew that tonight was likely to be their last "return to the past."

But understanding things like feelings is one thing, letting yourself accept it is one thing, but whether you can really live with it in your heart is another.

It's not sad to say it's a lie.

She mustered up a lot of courage to take that step, but the other party took several steps back because she took that step.

She was wrapped in quilt and facing away from him, biting the back of her hand, and her chest was severely clogged.

Bao Hanshi leaned over and tugged at her quilt with his big hands, "Tell me clearly, what did I steal from you?"

"..."

A moment of silence.

"Fell asleep?"

"..."

Qiao Yu just didn't speak on purpose.

Seeing her wrapping herself up like a rice dumpling, Bo Hanshi smiled and stretched out his arms——

With a "click", the lights in the room were turned off.

"Good night."

After saying this, the man lay down and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"..."

In the darkness, Qiao Yu slowly poked his head out from under the quilt angrily, breathing in the slightly cold air, and then he calmed down a bit.

Just as she was about to turn around to see if he was asleep, her ears felt warm. The man opened his dark eyes and leaned into her ear and said in a deep voice, "Have you ever heard of the supernatural incident about the haunting in the first and last rooms?"

"..."

Qiao Yu's heart skipped a beat.

When he said this, whether it was true or a psychological suggestion, she instantly felt that the back room was a lot more gloomy.

She clenched the quilt tightly with both hands. She was clearly scared, but her eyes were open and she couldn't help but look around the corner of the room. "Those are supernatural stories made up by forums to deceive traffic. How could you believe them?"

Bo Hanshi looked at her calmly, and the corners of his lips curved, "You don't believe it?"

"I do not believe."

He joked: "You don't believe there are ghosts in this world, but do you believe there are gods above your head?"

"I……"

She turned her head and their eyes met.

In the midst of embarrassment, Bo Hanshi said without changing his expression: "I'm quite scared. How about you hug me?"

"..."

Qiao Yu quickly hugged her without saying a word.

She hugged him, her eyes kept looking around the room, and asked in a low voice: "Have you lived in the first and last rooms before? Have you encountered supernatural events?"

She has seen this kind of discussion online. Who knows if it is true or false.

He looked down at her, moved his thin lips closer, and said in a faint voice: "Well, there really was a long-haired female ghost in red clothes walking around the bed in the middle of the night."

"!!!"

Qiao Yu was frightened and quickly shrank into his arms, "Really?"

"Well, really."

"..."

This is too scary.

She quickly retracted her feet outside the quilt and curled her toes on the sheets.

Frightened and angry, she grabbed his arm tightly, pinched his muscles with her fingertips, glared at him and asked, "Bao Hanshi, why did you tell me that the front and back rooms were haunted so late at night?"

"I'm afraid too, hold on tighter?"

His tone was ridiculously calm, but where was the slightest hint of fear?

"……fraud!"

But Qiao Yu still obeyed and hugged her a little tighter, because she was really scared.

After doing it twice, she hadn't rinsed it off yet, so she felt sticky and uncomfortable. But now, after hearing about the haunting in the first and last rooms, she didn't dare to get out of bed at all.

"When it's cold, I want to take a shower in the bathroom."

"Well, go."

Qiao Yu bit her lip, "...Didn't you say that you are also afraid of ghosts? I went to the bathroom. Aren't you afraid of being alone in bed?"

He looked at her with a smile, "I'm not afraid."

"..."

Bo Hanshi raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid? It's not impossible to accompany you to the bathroom, but you just said that I am better than you when it comes to stealing. What did I steal from you, Yuyu?"

"..."

Qiao Yu just stared at him. The emotions that had been diverted by the haunting were suddenly brought back, and the tears that had stopped long ago soaked her eyes again.

His eyes turned red little by little.

She said coldly: "After I returned to Nancheng, the person who secretly followed Yan Chen and me, was that you?"

"Yes."

"Is your behavior more honorable than me taking something that belongs to me from your safe?"

He lowered his eyes, twitched the corners of his lips, and said with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "I went further."

Qiao Yu raised his hand to wipe his tears, sniffed and said, "You ended our relationship early and asked me to leave the imperial capital. I listened to you and returned to Nancheng. After that, I thought that I didn't try to shake you again. Since we have agreed to After we separated, why did you come to Nancheng to follow me and Yan Chen again? You obviously saved me, why didn't you admit it? Why did you lie to me? And why didn't you see me after I chased you out? Now, you are back alive, In fact, I was the last one to know, right? Looking back now, you are Lu Zhilu's best brother, but he didn't react at all when you died. He should have known that you were still alive a long time ago, right? "

"In Baohan, you said you didn't like being separated, so after I returned to Nancheng, I tried not to provoke you again, but as for you, you are the one who didn't abide by the agreement. I have already gritted my teeth and told myself to give up on you. ...You were the one who instigated the incident. You knew you came to Nancheng to look for me, but I couldn’t help it. I went to the hospital to look for you that night, but as soon as you left, I drove and chased you. I called you. When I asked you if you wanted to see me, I was actually across the street and I saw you."

Qiao Yu said a lot of things at once.

He had been listening quietly until this sentence, when he was startled.

He didn't expect that Qiao Yu would go to the hospital to find him that night in Nancheng, and he didn't expect that when she called him, she would be looking at him from across the street.