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Pei Yiran first sent Pei Furong home, and then sent Bo Fuzhang and Yu Yiru home.

After all, Bo Furong was still a child, and he almost closed his eyes when he got home. Pei Yiran watched Bo Furong enter the house, looked at Bo Fuzhang from the rearview mirror and said, "Aren't you ready to make up?"

Bo Fuzhang was looking at the profile of Yu Yiru who was already asleep on her shoulder with his head tilted. Hearing Pei Yiran's question, he replied subconsciously: "With whom?"

Pei Yiran started the car and turned around: "You know who I'm talking about."

Bo Fuzhang let out a soft hoarse nasal voice from his nose: "Brat, but thank him this time."

Pei Yiran just smiled: "He is exactly the same as you when you were a child."

Bo Fuzhang didn't believe it: "Am I as self-righteous as him?"

Pei Yiran did not speak, but thought in his heart: You are obviously more self-righteous than him.

It was midnight when I got home.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is like water.

It's not easy to park in the community, so Pei Yiran put them down at the gate of the community.

Yu Yiru was in a deep sleep, Bo Fuzhang got out of the car first, felt the cold wind blowing outside the car, then asked Pei Yiran for a blanket, wrapped Yu Yiru in it, and hugged her down.

Pei Yiran leaned on the car window and watched Bo Fuzhang do these things, and said with emotion: "You have become such a careful person."

Bo Fuzhang disapproved: "Are you careful? Haven't I always been like this?"

Pei Yiran: "..."

Pei Yiran watched Bo Fuzhang half-squat on the ground, cover Yu Yiru's hair lightly, put the other's arm into the blanket, put the other's cheek on his chest, and then stood up, quite Feeling inexplicably moved, he thought for a while and asked, "Azhang, do you still want to die now?"

She still remembered that in April last year, when Bo Fuzhang thought he was running out of time, he was relieved and indifferent.

"Life is so boring, and death is no big deal."

Not sure if the original words were true, but Pei Yiran remembered that Bo Fuzhang did say that.

Pei Yiran didn't think there was anything wrong with this idea, but felt somewhat pity.

After all, everything can only be done while alive.

So she asked, "Don't you have anything to do?"

Bo Fuzhang sat on the sofa, leaned on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, after thinking for a long time, he asked: "How long do I have to live?"

Pei Yiran said a conservative figure: "Tomorrow is summer, because your symptoms should get worse as the outside temperature changes."

After hearing this, Bo Fuzhang actually laughed with satisfaction: "That's enough, enough for me to do what I want to do, it's too long, and it's meaningless."

Therefore, when Bo Fuzhang came to the conclusion that his life was not in danger, Pei Yiran chose to hide it.

Maybe, maybe wait another winter, something will change.

Now, as a result, change has really happened.

So, is it time to tell Bo Fuzhang the truth?

Hearing Pei Yiran's question, Bo Fuzhang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned tightly.

Pei Yiran originally thought that he would get a simple reply, but he didn't expect Bo Fuzhang to hesitate, and he didn't know what to say next.

So she had to ask again: "Have you changed your mind?"

Bo Fuzhang glanced at Pei Yiran: "And then, you're going to say that I'm not terminally ill, right?"

Pei Yiran: "..."

Bo Fuzhang walked towards the neighborhood disapprovingly, and said at the same time: "I know my own situation, so there is no need for you to lie to me."

Saying so, he raised his chin as farewell, and walked into the dimly lit night.

Pei Yiran sighed, and then muttered to himself: "So, the most self-righteous one is you."

……

Bo Fuzhang carried Yu Yiru to the fifth floor, looked at the door that was knocked down by Guan Jiu, thought for a while, and finally kicked the door to enter the room first, and put Yu Yiru on the bed.

Yu Yiru finally touched the soft and familiar bed, and subconsciously let out a satisfied groan, then curled up sideways and buried her head in the pillow.

With the movement of the head, the slender neck drew out a beautiful skeletal line, revealing the fluffy hair. Bo Fuzhang couldn't help but rubbed Yu Yiru's hair, and then pinched her cheek.

She stared at Yu Yiru in a daze for a while, and finally got up and went out to close the door, leaned against the door with a low stool, and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of cold water.

She found that her cheeks, which should have been lower than her body temperature, warmed up a little, and she still had an uncontrollable itching.

But Bo Fuzhang always believed that one should not touch the unconscious person, so he resisted his urge to turn on the computer and do other things to divert his attention.

She turned on the computer, and when she saw a folder, she paused with her fingertips and hesitated.

In the folder named "r" is the audio recorded by Yu Yiru while wearing sapphire earrings for so long in the past.

These unorganized audio files are full of various noises and useless information, occupying several gigabytes of memory. Bo Fuzhang always thinks about deleting them before turning on the computer, but after turning on the computer, he always hesitates to think about the next time. So Yu Yiru didn't know that these audios were still there all the time.

Now, Bo Fuzhang has another excuse to listen to these audios - because she wants to know what Guan Jiu's sub-personality said to Yu Yiru.

She propped her cheeks and stared at the audio files one after another for a long time, her expression fluctuating, and finally she gave a "hmm" as if she had persuaded herself, and clicked on the file.

……

Yu Yiru had a dream.

She dreamed that the princess killed the dragon, but the dragon breathed out, and the princess turned over.

The princess got up in disgrace, and sternly reprimanded: "Give me your treasure quickly."

At this time, Yu Yiru was from God's perspective, and she couldn't help thinking a little confused: What a shameless princess, she wants other people's treasures so righteously.

As a result, in the next second, when her body was heavy, her perspective changed.

She didn't become a princess, but a dragon...

...Why is this happening?Is it because I called the princess shameless just now, so I can't become a princess?

Yu Yiru quickly praised the princess in her heart for being beautiful, pure and lovely, but in the end she was still a dragon, and watching the princess take out the staff, she seemed to be preparing some spells.

The wand kept hitting the ground, making regular sounds—tap, tap, tap...

After stepping for a long time, the spell still didn't come out, Yu Yiru couldn't help being a little anxious, and took a step forward with heavy legs——

"Ouch." She woke up because her forehead hit the bedside table.

When Yu Yiru woke up, she was still a little dazed, thinking about the princess's spell that hadn't been cast yet, and at the same time wondering how she could still hear the sound of treading when she woke up.

Confused, she stood up and looked around, and saw Bo Fuzhang sitting on the sofa typing on the keyboard.

It turned out that the tapping sound was Bo Fuzhang's typing on the keyboard.

Yu Yiru sniffled and said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Probably because I just woke up, my voice is soft and thin, like a kitten.

Bo Fuzhang froze, and quickly closed the computer.

The room was originally only lit by the computer, but now that the computer is turned off, it is plunged into darkness. Because Yu Yiru just woke up, it is not impossible to see clearly. He saw Bo Fuzhang sitting in front of him by the moonlight outside the window, as if he was sitting beside him. Like a vampire in the shadows.

Yu Yiru blinked, turned on the light with the switch beside the bed, and asked again: "Are you still up so late?"

After turning on the light, she realized that Bo Fuzhang was still wearing his previous clothes, with a - well, a guilty look on his face.

But out of trust, Yu Yiru only felt that she was overthinking.

She combed her hair and got up from the bed, not caring that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and sat beside Bo Fuzhang first.

Yu Yiru fell asleep after only meeting for a while yesterday, Yu Yiru felt that she hadn't seen enough of Bo Fuzhang yet.

She sat on the side, looked at Bo Fuzhang's face, and said, "You don't have to worry about me, just go on with your business."

Bo Fuzhang looked away, put the laptop aside, and said, "I've already done it."

Yu Yiru felt a little strange, and just cast her eyes on the computer, Bo Fuzhang suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, and said, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

Yu Yiru was startled, and said in a stuttering manner, "I-I'm not hungry."

Bo Fuzhang didn't seem to hear Yu Yiru's words, he put the computer under his arm and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Yu Yiru didn't think much about it, she went to the bathroom to wash up, and when she came out, Bo Fuzhang had already cooked the noodles and put them on the dining table.

Yu Yiru smelled the aroma of noodles, and her stomach seemed to wriggle, and she gradually felt a little hungry.

The two sat down to eat noodles facing each other, and there was only the sound of sucking noodles in the room for a while, Yu Yiru looked at Bo Fuzhang's face while eating noodles, and always felt how lucky he was to meet such a person.

Of course, the only question now is how to express our hearts to each other smoothly.

Yu Yiru ate half full, licked the soup on his mouth, and said after deliberation: "Uncle, actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question."

Bo Fuzhang raised his head, "Huh?"

"You used to tell me not to fall in love with you, was it because of your illness?"

Yu Yiru thought, if the other party really said this was the reason, he would tell her the truth, even if the other party didn't believe it for a while, he should always go to verify if he said too much, in this way, they can be together happily~

Then it's meeting each other's friends, then going abroad to get married, then the honeymoon, then...

At this moment, Yu Yiru spent her whole life with Bo Fuzhang in her mind, almost showing a nympho smile.

As a result, Bo Fuzhang said categorically——

"What? Of course not."

Yu Yiru: "..."