Chapter 990: Don't cry, i feel bad
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My Guardian Mr Bo
- Fu Jiu
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- 2021-03-03 06:41:43
Looking at the vast falling snow outside the glass and the starry sky, his eyes were red and swollen.
Bo Yan came out of the bathroom.
It is not convenient to take a bath in the countryside. He came out with hot water and put a towel on his arm, walked in front of her, then pulled her, took off her socks, and personally washed her feet.
Bo Yan was also wearing a smoky-grey cashmere sweater, with his sleeves rolled up twice, and his white skin was clean and charming. He squatted to wash her feet, but he never looked at her.
But the low and dull voice came slowly, "Little song, don't think too much, things are not as terrible as you think, everything is beautiful now, promise me, don't cry anymore... I will feel bad."
An Ge'er put the back of her hand to her eyes, sucked her little nose heavily, nodded, choked with a dull husky, "...ok."
After washing her feet, Bo Yan took her a hot and humid towel to wipe her face, body, coaxed her, kissed her pitifully, and finally stripped her naked and hugged her skin tightly.
The fluffy snowflakes outside were flying all over the sky under the cold moonlight. In the small room, the fireplace was quietly burning, and the two people on the bed were cuddling each other.
Sometimes you don't say anything, you just need a embrace, and everything is better.
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In fact, Bo Yan was right.
When you are not clear about everything, it is like a blind person touching the elephant, too one-sided.
What will be the real facts?
Why did the scene happen in the first place?
Perhaps the original thing itself is not too terrible, the terrible thing is a person's imagination.
At that time, the young An Ge’er had already experienced abnormalities, depression, and autism. If it hadn’t washed away all her memories as soon as possible, and started again while she was still young, I’m afraid she would have become a nervous victim. The mentally stricken patients live in some terrible, unrealistic woven nightmare.
Or I don't know that when I was depressed, I committed suicide by jumping off the building.
The next day, I took a little longer with the old man in the morning. After eating at noon, they returned to city a.
There was also light snow in city a, and the air in the whole city became different.
There was a faint fragrance of earth on the ground.
There was also a layer of fog on the car windows. An Geer wrote and painted on the glass windows with her fingers along the way, and finally leaned in and let out a sigh of relief. The name of her favorite person was reflected on it.
She smiled.
When Bo Yan looked over, she was taken aback. She drew a couple, two children, and a big dog on the glass window. An Ge'er clicked on the glass and whispered to him, "Do you want to look forward? This is the life you want."
The bad days have passed, and the good days will follow. How can she not cherish them?
As for the previous things, she won't think about it for now, who is s, if he is involved with herself, he will definitely reappear.
Don't insist on deliberately.
As soon as he returned to City A, Li Hanfei contacted her again and eagerly asked her for help.
I couldn't tell for a while on the phone, so I could only meet as soon as possible.
This makes An Ge'er a little bit dumbfounded and helpless.
Li Hanfei came to City A and was at a loss now. He wanted to find that person, but didn't know how to speak, how to figure out everything, and figure out... if he was his girlfriend.
Although it is hard to believe, but in fact-