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

Nan Chu had just gotten off work when he received Qiao Yu's WeChat message.

She looked at the word "paralyzed" on the screen and for a moment she thought she was dazzled.

Paralyzed, paralyzed?

Are you kidding?

She typed to reply to Qiao Yu's message, but found that her fingers were shaking slightly, so she ended up calling her directly.

After ringing for a while, Qiao Yu answered it.

Nan Chu's voice tensed unconsciously: "What does paralyzed mean?"

She hoped for the best and thought it was just a joke.

Qiao Yu sighed lightly, trying his best to tell the truth while minimizing the harm.

"Maybe it's not as serious as Bo Hanshi said. Isn't he still in hospital for treatment? Maybe after a month or so, with rehabilitation training, he can live a normal life again?"

"So... now he is in a semi-vegetative state?"

The color on Nan Chu's face gradually faded, and his heart sank.

She had indeed divorced Lu Zhilu and had no plans to have any contact with him again, but that didn't mean she could accept the sad news of him becoming a vegetable indifferently.

Qiao Yu was silent for a while, probably because he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to comfort her.

She thought for a long time and said hesitantly, "I don't think he will become a vegetable. Maybe he will just have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair?"

"..."

Lu Zhilu is arrogant and proud. If he really becomes a paraplegic and spends the rest of his life in a wheelchair...it would be better to kill him.

This is more difficult to accept than death.

Nan Chu calmed down for a long time before finding his voice: "So, is he awake now?"

Qiao Yu: "I don't know either. Bo Hanshi seems very sad and doesn't want to talk about this anymore. I'll ask him later when he calms down."

"it is good……"

Nan Chu hung up the phone in a daze and sat in a daze at his workstation for a long time.

A colleague next to her called her, "Nan Chu, we're going to have a meal at a new hot pot restaurant nearby tonight. Do you want to join us?"

Her thoughts wandered, and she refused hesitantly: "Forget it, my stomach is not feeling well today, maybe next time."

On the way home by subway.

Nan Chu kept searching on the browser on his phone——

[If a healthy person suddenly becomes paralyzed, how would he feel? 】

[Can a paralyzed person live a good life in the second half of his life? ]

The answers in the browser are more shocking than each other.

"If a healthy person suddenly becomes paralyzed and can't accept it, he will most likely become depressed and commit suicide!"

"What kind of mood can I have? I want to die."

"To be honest, I'd rather die than be paralyzed."

……

She originally wanted to find some psychological comfort on the Internet.

But the more I look at it, the more annoyed I become, the more panicked I become, and the more depressed I become.

My fingers clicked into the flight booking app uncontrollably, and I entered the departure and destination like a puppet being pulled.

Looking at the flights, she clicked in and then exited.

Took several deep breaths.

It is still hard to accept this sad news.

What could I do after flying to the capital and seeing him like that? Apart from making me more sad, it seemed like it wouldn't change anything.

……

Night falls.

In Yujing Garden, there was silence at the dinner table.

As long as Potato occasionally meows or woofs.

Even the usually insensitive little Xiangsi smelled something wrong.

She took a few bites of rice and looked at Bo Hanshi with wide eyes: "Dad, don't be sad, godfather will be fine, eat some meat."

She picked up a piece of meat and put it into her father's bowl.

Bo Hanshi: "..."

Qiao Yu also picked up the dishes he usually liked and put them in his bowl. "This is also God's will. There's nothing we can do about it. Don't blame yourself too much. Even if you went to the Golden Triangle with him, the result might be the same... By the way, Nan Chu asked me, is Lu Zhilu awake?"

"Qiao Yu."

He suddenly put down his chopsticks and called her by her full name.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment: "Huh? What's wrong?"

He stared at her straight in the eyes, as if he was about to say something, but stopped himself, stood up and left the table.

Qiao Yu looked at the food that he had barely touched and asked, "You don't want to eat anymore?"

Without even turning his head, Bo Hanshi threw out two words: "I'm full."

Little Xiangsi pouted: "Is Dad sad and full?"

Qiao Yu reached out and picked up a grain of rice stuck on Xiao Xiangsi's cheek. He was not in the mood anymore. "Maybe. I'll go see him later."

In the study.

Bo Hanshi sent a message to Lu Zhilu: [Did your son see you crying? ]

Lu Gou: [Don’t cry, I’m smiling like a flower. ]

Bo Gou: [Bo Junxing really doesn’t get along with me. 】

Lu Gou: [Does she like to cry all the time, or does she only cry to you? ]

Bo Gou: [She only smiles charmingly at me, Qiao Yu, and Xiao Xiangsi. ]

Lu Gou: [Hahahahaha! My godson did a great job! ]

"..."

Bo Hanshi had a headache and pinched his brow with his hand.

What's even worse is that ever since Bo Junxing came into being, Qiao Yu would always kick him out of the master bedroom just for that little bastard.

It is said that Bo Junxing started crying when he saw him and he couldn't sleep at all.

In just one month, he slept in the guest bedroom for most of the month and was almost going crazy.

He would make room for the little bastard wherever he was. Several times, he wanted to throw Bo Junxing into a separate baby room.

Bo Hanshi let out a long breath, threw his phone aside, and tried to use work to relieve his emotions.

The voice inexplicably rang in my ears: "Bo Hanshi, even if we have children in the future, you have to put the relationship between husband and wife first. Okay?"

Ah.

He can do it, why not?

But has the person who said this already forgotten it?

What's the point of having a second child? A second child is just to disrupt the lives of a couple.

Does Qiao Yu still have eyes for him now?

……

It takes less than two hours to fly directly from Shenzhen to the capital.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when Nan Chu got off the plane. While walking out of the airport to get a taxi, he asked his boss for leave for the next day on WeChat.

The military hospital is only half an hour away from the airport by taxi. Nan Chu nervously found the inpatient department. After asking at the reception desk, he walked towards the ward on the seventh floor.

She didn't know whether other members of the Lu family were there at the moment. When she found the ward, she hesitated for a moment. Just as she was about to knock on the door and go in, a female voice came from inside.

"You don't have a caregiver here tonight. Can you really do it by yourself?"

Lu Zhilu's voice was as lazy and cheerful as usual: "Sure, why not? I have a catheter inserted, do I still need a nurse here?"

The woman laughed and teased him, "It's not easy to get you to have a catheter. Want an orange? I'll peel one for you."

Lu Zhilu was also very rude, and seemed to be very familiar with the other party. "I don't eat that orange. It's so sour. I don't know who bought it. Please help me peel an apple."

"You look quite a lot."

They got along very naturally and happily, and from time to time the ward could be heard from their homely chats.

Nan Chu stood outside the door and glanced at them through the small transparent window.

She was familiar with the woman and had seen her before, but only in entertainment gossip.

Xia Xun is an internationally renowned jewelry designer.

Suddenly I remembered that Lu Zhilu had gone to New York to accompany her for a prenatal checkup.

It seemed that they had a child...but she didn't know whether the child stayed with her or not.

Lu Zhilu was lying on the hospital bed, and although he didn't look very energetic, he looked in good condition and there didn't seem to be anything serious. He was not paralyzed at all.

Nan Chu laughed at himself, worrying in vain.

In the ward, Xia Xun said, "It's getting late. You're fine by yourself. I'm going back to the hotel first."

"Row."

Xia Xun inside was about to come out, and Nan Chu quickly walked to the corner in front.

……

At this time, in Yujing Garden.

Qiao Yu knocked on the door and entered the study.

Bo Hanshi's face was dull and a little cold, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Yu said softly: "Are you still sad? Do you want me to accompany you tonight?"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted disapprovingly: "You don't need to coax Bo Junxing to sleep?"

Qiao Yu didn't hear the thorn in his words at first, so she walked up to him and said, "I just asked Aunt Zhang and the confinement nanny to take him to the baby room to sleep. You can sleep in the master bedroom tonight."

It was normal for him to be sad after such a big thing happened to his best brother. Qiao Yu didn't think much about it and just wanted to accompany him through his depressed period.

But Bo Hanshi didn't seem to buy it, "Really? If Bo Junxing wakes up and cries in the middle of the night, I will be sent to sleep in the guest room. Don't bother, you don't have to accompany me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yu's cell phone rang.

It’s Nan Chu calling.

She was afraid that there was something urgent, so she answered it directly.

Nan Chu asked her: "Isn't Lu Zhilu fine? He just injured one leg, he's not paralyzed."

He can eat and move, so where is the paralysis?

Oh, and he can also chat with women, talking and laughing, which proves that he is in a good mood.

What's wrong with him?

Qiao Yu: "? How did you know? Have you returned to the capital?"

Nan Chu didn't hide it and said, "Well, I just got out of the hospital. I wanted to go back to Shenzhen tonight, but I just saw that there were no flights."

"You haven't booked a hotel yet, right? Why don't you stay at Yujing Garden for a night? You finally come back, and you can just come to my house to see Bo Junxing."

Nan Chu thought about it and couldn't help but be tempted, "Okay, I'll take a taxi right over."

After hanging up the phone...

When Qiao Yu questioned Bo Han: "Why did you lie to me that Lu Zhilu was paralyzed?"

Bo Hanshi didn't feel guilty at all, "I was just in a bad mood, I just said it casually."

The same is true.

"???"

How can you talk nonsense about such things?

Qiao Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Do you know that because of a casual remark you made, Nan Chu was paralyzed. He took a night flight from Shenzhen to see Lu Zhilu, but it turned out to be a mistake..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Bo Hanshi suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were particularly serious and cold, and interrupted her: "Qiao Yu, am I the most insignificant person to you now?"

Qiao Yu was stunned when asked.

Bo Hanshi rarely got angry with her. He was always very tolerant of her, and since they got married, there had never been any overnight conflicts.

But after Bo Junxing was born, her attention span was limited, and in the past month, she indeed had not paid any attention to Bo Hanshi at all.

She slowly came back to her senses.

No wonder he kept calling her by her full name all night.

Qiao Yu subconsciously wanted to refute: "I didn't."

But her rebuttal was weak.

Bo Hanshi pushed it back easily: "Qiao Yu, do you know how many days I slept in the master bedroom this month?"

“…How many days?”

When he called her by her full name with a stern face, he looked very serious and majestic, and Qiao Yu felt guilty for no reason.

Bo Hanshi laughed angrily: "Five days."

Qiao Yu frowned slightly and tried to recall, "Is it, is it so little? Why do I remember it..."

"What do you remember? You remember when Bo Junxing wanted to drink milk, when he might wake up crying, and when he needed a diaper change. I said I would do all these, but you didn't want to, thinking that I would bully Bo Junxing. And you don't remember anything about me."

Qiao Yu tried to make excuses for herself, "You also know that pregnancy makes people stupid for three years. After giving birth, my memory is not as good as before, so..."

Bo Hanshi exposed her coldly: "Weren't you very enthusiastic about making the PPT last night? I checked it for you, and it was very well done. Not a single statistic was missing. Your memory is good."

Qiao Yu was in the wrong after all, and hesitantly said, "I admit that I have been a little cold towards you recently, but that's because..."

Bo Hanshi stood up, his tall figure cast a dark shadow in front of her, a little oppressive: "Are you sure it's only a little bit?"

Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Well, a little more?"

He still looked at her indifferently and asked, "Which little liar said that even if you have a child, you should put your relationship first?"

"me?"

Did she ever say something like that?

Bo Hanshi: "Isn't it you?"

Qiao Yu's scalp tingled and he admitted defeat: "It's me, I was wrong, I went too far."

He sneered: "You admit your mistake quickly, but it's useless."

Qiao Yu was troubled: "Then what should I do..."

The man's tall figure suddenly came down, pinched her chin, and kissed her suddenly.

With his other hand he grasped her slender shoulders, pressed them against the wall, and kissed her more aggressively and forcefully.

Qiao Yu was stiff for a moment.

Until his hands crumpled the fabric of her pajamas on her chest, and their breathing became disordered.

Qiao Yu's chest heaved violently.

She frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed his wrist, her eyes misty, "It hurts a little."

In the dim light, Bo Hanshi looked down at her flushed face, his hot breath falling on her lips, his voice hoarse and low: "Did that little bastard bite it? Isn't it broken?"

"It will swell and hurt when I stop..."

When she said this, she looked at him with wet eyes, as if she was aggrieved.

Bo Hanshi seemed to be unable to continue being angry with her. He was already distressed. He lowered his head and kissed her gently: "Do you need my help, Mrs. Bo?"

"..."

Qiao Yu's face was burning hot.

Bo Hanshi didn't get a response, so he pinched her chin with his fingers and turned her around, forcing her to look him in the eye: "Speak."

Qiao Yu's breath was unstable: "Chu Chu is coming... It's not good."

Bo Hanshi had already taken off her pajamas from her shoulders, and he was as sanctimonious as a gentleman: "There's nothing wrong with it, as long as you feel comfortable."

"........."

……

After half an hour.

Nan Chu rushed to Yujing Garden.

Qiao Yu put on his pajamas and went downstairs before Bo Hanshi.

Nan Chu saw that her face was very red, so he reached out and touched her forehead, "Yu Yu, are you sick?"

Qiao Yu quickly blocked her hand, "No, no, it's probably because it's hot!"

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Four thousand words combined, not divided into chapters.