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

When Qiao Yu asked this question, Bo Hanshi visibly stiffened.

He pressed his head on her shoulder and buried his face deeply into the soft and fragrant crook of her neck, "I can't do anything but follow you like a dog, begging you to look back."

His voice was hoarse and dull, piercing Qiao Yu's heart.

For some reason, Qiao Yu suddenly remembered the time when Bao Han came to Nancheng and secretly followed her and Yan Chen.

My throat felt a little sore and swollen for no apparent reason.

Qiao Yu laughed and said, "Can you really tolerate me ignoring you?"

"do not know."

His answer was unvarnished.

The hands lying across her waist trembled uncontrollably.

Qiao Yu is no stranger to somatization reactions.

She pushed away Bao Hanshi's hand slightly and wanted to turn around to see him.

But those hands were tightened very hard, and the veins on the back of the male's hands were prominent and stretched.

Can't get rid of it even a little bit.

Qiao Yu sniffed slightly and glanced sideways: "Why are you still reacting somatically? Is Song Zhi a licensed psychologist?"

Bo Hanshi pulled his lips and said helplessly: "It's not that she has no medical skills, it's me...it seems like I can't live without you at all."

In the years since he and Qiao Yu were separated, the burn scars on his hands have not healed. The new injuries overlapped the old ones. There is still a light scar on the pad of the thumb of his left hand.

Qiao Yu's eyes were slightly wet, "In Baohan, are you pretending to be pitiful?"

Still need to pretend?

Doesn't he look like an abandoned dog enough now?

He was silent for a while and then explained: "I don't know how to tell you about Ye Qinghe. After you left the imperial capital, she suddenly disappeared."

Qiao Yu's heart stagnated, "Have you found it now? It was because I went to find her that day and she was too stressed..."

"Still looking for it, it has nothing to do with you."

Qiao Yu has very complicated emotions towards Ye Qinghe. Knowing that it was Ye Qinghe who took her to the Qiao family back then, it is impossible for her to have no grudge against this man.

But Ye Qinghe was Bo Hanshi's biological mother.

She couldn't help but hate her.

Although the relationship between mother and son is not deep, their blood relationship is real. Ye Qinghe is missing. Is he also annoyed?

Qiao Yu turned around in his arms and accidentally brushed his lips with her forehead.

Bo Hanshi was startled for a moment, "Are you willing to pay attention to me?"

Qiao Yu looked up into his deep eyes and reminded, "I remember someone said that you don't bother to pretend to be pitiful to save someone."

The man's Adam's apple moved, "It's indeed despicable to pretend to be pitiful."

"Then you still use this method?"

Bao Hanshi looked at her with lowered eyes, "Yuyu, you are very capable."

Qiao Yu was puzzled: "What?"

"It's only been less than two days, but you have the ability to make my body react until my whole body hurts."

"..."

Qiao Yu subconsciously reached out and touched his back: "Does it still hurt now?"

"It hurts."

Qiao Yu was worried: "...What should I do? Go to the hospital now?"

He drank a lot at night and couldn't take his medicine.

Bao Hanshi lowered his head and leaned down, pressing his forehead gently against hers, and said hoarsely: "Now when I go to the hospital, my father-in-law, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law downstairs will all know that I am pretending to be drunk. Do you think they will Let me go?"

Qiao Yu said with a smile: "If you don't pretend, you won't die."

Bo Hanshi stared straight into her eyes, "Wouldn't you be sad if I drank to death?"

"..."

Little Xiangsi will cry to death.

She lowered her eyelashes and didn't answer. He kissed her when she was cold.

The burning gas sprayed on her face and neck, causing a slight numbness and itching.

Bao Shi held her slender waist, and the other dry and warm hand went up from the hem of her home clothes.

Before he took off the watch on his right wrist, the cold metal touched her warm skin, and Qiao Yu was aroused by the sudden coolness.

Qiao Yu opened her eyes and looked at him, regaining some clarity: "My whole body hurts, why are you thinking like this?"

Bo Hanshi smiled and kissed her soft lips, "It's just that the pain is severe, so I need to divert my attention."

"Yuyu, help me?"

"........."

There was a hint of seduction in his low-pitched voice.

By the way, he held her arm and put it around his neck.

He likes Qiao Yu to take the initiative to approach him.

Qiao Yu didn't say anything or move, but Bo Hanshi was obsessed with setting fire to her body.

After a long while, Baohan took off her home clothes.

Qiao Yu's face turned slightly pale and he suddenly said, "I feel pain."

The light in the master bedroom is dim.

Bo Hanshi didn't see her face clearly and kissed her on the side of her neck. He frowned slightly and said, "Why does it hurt before I touch it? Yuyu, it's me who's hurting now."

The stone is so painful.

Qiao Yu held his long and thin arm, her expression slightly stiff, "No... I seem to be here to be my aunt."

Bo Hanshi: "..."

……

On the other side, the imperial capital.

After Lu Zhilu took Nanchu to have New Year's Eve dinner at his old house, he drove her to the riverside in the suburbs.

It has been snowing in the Imperial Capital for the past few days, and the river has long been covered with thick ice.

Just when Lu Zhilu was about to get off the car, his cell phone rang.

The caller ID shows the word "Ye".

Nan Chu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, naturally saw it too.

How much should you care, so that you don't even type the other person's full name? Just type the word "leaf"?

Nan Chu glanced away: "If you want to pick it up, just pick it up."

Anyway, this isn't the first day Lu Zhilu has been acting like this.

She was almost used to it, but even though she was used to it, she still couldn't help but feel a twinge in her heart.

Lu Zhilu answered the call when he wanted to, but turned on the speakerphone generously.

A nice voice just slipped in: "Zhilu, happy New Year's Eve."

Lu Zhilu leaned on the leather seat with a leisurely posture. His handsome and sinister face had no expression, neither unhappy nor happy. He looked quite indifferent.

He responded lazily: "Well, happy."

Ye Xuechu hesitated and asked, "Are you still having New Year's Eve dinner at the Lu family's old house?"

"Finished."

Ye Xuechu was very direct, "How about we come out to play? I've been in charge of the game, and several high school classmates are also here, in the KK club."

Nan Chu's heartbeat dropped for no reason.

Lu Zhilu casually put his hand on the steering wheel, glanced at Nan Chu, and said without any concealment: "I'm going out with my family, so I won't go. You guys are just having fun."

Ye Xuechu joked: "Family members? Do you still have family members? Are you taking your grandpa out to set off fireworks?"

When Lu Zhilu got married, he was very poor, and Nan Chu was not even known to the outside world.

Everyone knew that Lu Zhilu, a very playful man, was married, but he didn't know his wife very well.

There is no need to understand people who have no names or surnames.

Nan Chu's only noble status is that she is the daughter-in-law of the Lu family. No one cares whether her name is Nan Chu or Bei Chu.

It seems that the Lu family keeps a low profile and has a semi-hidden marriage.

In fact, the Lu family didn't pay attention to it at all, and neither did Lu Zhilu himself.

After all, who cares about pendants?

Lu Zhilu snorted lightly: "I'll take my grandma out to set off fireworks, and you can't even control it."

Lu Zhilu's tone was arrogant and not upright, but his voice was distant and cold.

What else did Ye Xuechu want to say.

Lu Zhilu had already said, "Okay, it's okay."

Ye Xuechu refused, "Then you say Happy New Year's Eve to me."

Lu Zhilu didn't tolerate her and hung up the phone directly.

Inside the car, silence returned again.

Nan Chu pursed her lips and said, "She asked you to go out to play, but you didn't go?"

It's not like his corrupt style.

Lu Zhilu raised his eyebrows at her, pulled his lips and said, "Am I not spending time with my family?"

"..."

He said in a slow and sarcastic tone: "Unlike some people, I can't tell who is a family member and who is an outsider, who is in the present and who is in the past."

Nan Chu thought about it for a moment.

He seemed to be scolding her? ?

Suddenly a feeling of flatulence rose from his chest.

Nan Chu couldn't help but retorted: "I didn't even save my ex's phone number, but you also saved your ex-girlfriend's phone number. I can't figure it out, but you can't figure it out?"

Lu Zhilu was unhurried. Seeing that she was a little angry, he raised his lips and smiled: "Are you divorcing me recently because of Ye Xuechu?"

Nanchu bit his lip: "I didn't. We already have big problems."

Lu Zhilu didn't think there was any problem with their marriage, unless she and Su Jingnian were still involved.

He looked at her calmly, "What's the problem?"

"..."

Isn't it obvious? Do you even need to ask?

This marriage is in such a bad state, how can he still have problems?

Nan Chu really didn't want to pretend anymore: "You are messing around."

"Who did I mess with?"

Lu Zhilu still looked confident and calm, as if he was particularly innocent.

Nan Chu couldn't help but want to tear his mask apart, "Doesn't it count if you fucked Ye Xuechu?"