Bo Yan said, grabbed Song Qingran's wrist, and slowly increased his strength, but his face was calm.

Song Qingran pursed his thin lips, frowned slightly, covered with frost and snow, lowered his eyes coldly, glanced at the back of Bo Yan's hand, and his eyes were like ice: "Let go." "

The strength in Bo Yan's hand did not relax at all, and he chuckled: "Song Ershao, I asked you to let go of the girl in your arms, but you refused, you asked me to let go of you, how could I be willing?"

Song Qingran actually knew that the man in front of him had nothing to do with the north and south. also knew that it was Nanbei who grabbed him casually last time, but he still couldn't control the jealousy that spread in his chest, burning his heart with pain.

His Adam's apple rolled and stared at the thin inkstone: "Loosen up." "

Bo Yan ignored Song Qingran, his inky eyes looked at the north and south, the north and the south met his gaze, stunned for a second, and for some reason, he hurriedly moved away.

It was this scene that stung Song Qingran's eyes, his dark eyebrows condensed with Xinghuo anger, and he broke free of Bo Yan's hand with his backhand, he knew who Bo Yan was, and his voice was cold: "Mr. Bo, thank you for helping Nanbei last time." Beibei is now angry with me, and he begs Mr. Bo not to interfere. "

Nanbei frowned, and just as he wanted to refute, he heard Bo Yan's deep voice: "You're welcome, my relationship with Nanbei is enough for me to help her." He hooked the corner of his lower lip.

Song Qingran's fingers slowly retracted, and Bo Yan said again: "Mr. Song, forcing a woman is not a good man. "

Song Qingran's face was calm: "I never said that I am a good man." "

Bo Yan smiled again: "That's right, so am I, but I have never let a woman miscarry." As soon as the end of his words fell, the smile on his lips suddenly disappeared, he had a calm face, and suddenly clenched his fist and waved it towards Song Qingran. The fist wind is sharp and with a thick chill.

Song Qingran's head was tilted, but he had to take care of the north and south in his arms, so his cheekbones were still hit by Bo Yan's fist, and the bones collided, making a dull sound.

The pupils of the north and south dilated slightly, frowned, and exhaled softly. In the next second, Bo Yan grabbed her arm, and Nanbei was brought to Bo Yan's side and included in his protection.

Song Qingran's eyes were so dark that there was almost no light, and he was angry, he licked the side of his cheeks, his eyes were gloomy and domineering.

Nanbei glanced at Song Qingran's cheekbones, and her eyes flashed, but she knew that Song Qingran had received special training since she was a child, and if she really fought, she might not lose to Bo Yan.

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows, obviously wanting to do it with Song Qingran again, he protected the north and south behind him. He rolled up his sleeves, and in the next moment, there was suddenly a white and tender hand on his wrist.

Bo Yan paused slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked north and south.

Nanbei's chest rose and fell slightly, and he didn't look at Bo Yan, but said to Song Qingran coldly: "I'm fine in the hospital, Song Qingran, if you are really good for me, then you can leave now, I don't want to go with you." "

She didn't want to say anything more in front of outsiders, and she subconsciously didn't want Bo Yan to know about the embarrassment between her and Song Qingran, even though Bo Yan might know everything.

Song Qingran saw the redness in the corners of his eyes, his always cold and hard heart seemed to be pricked by something, he pursed his lips, and there were bursts of jealousy burning.

Nanbei saw that Song Qingran didn't move, and her tone was almost pleading: "Song Qingran, look at the past twenty years......" She didn't finish her words, Song Qingran's eyes flashed, he wanted to say something, but he heard something in the headset. Frowning, he glanced deeply at the north and south, hesitated for a moment, clenched his fists, didn't explain anything, turned around and went downstairs, but in an instant, he disappeared from view.

Nanbei pursed his lips, looking at his departing back, the ups and downs were anger and disappointment, and only Bo Yan and Nanbei were left here.

Bo Yan stood next to the red fire hydrant, slightly in shadow, and the other person was leaning against the wall, facing north and south, and was holding a handkerchief, slowly wiping his fingers.

He said in a deep voice: "Meet again in the stairwell." "

Nanbei remembered that the last time they met was in the stairwell, Bo Yan was dragged by her and helped her get rid of the embarrassment at that time.

Bo Yan lowered his eyes casually: "Lin Bei?"

Nanbei heard this, her face was slightly red, and she remembered the last time she casually pulled out a fake name. And Bo Yan obviously knew her real name.

Bo Yan didn't seem to care, this man left the impression that everything was casual, casual but confident, and he called her name seriously: "Nanbei and Nan." "

Nanbei opened his clean eyes and answered in a low voice.

Bo Yan glanced at her amusedly: "Little brat." "

Nanbei wrapped her coat tightly, she was still recuperating her body, her face was still pale, and Bo Yan seemed to have something. Raising his hand and looking at his watch, he was about to leave, and said: "Quarrels are quarrels, but you still have to take good care of your body and take care of the child in your belly." "

Hearing this, Nanbei's body trembled slightly, her heart seemed to be filled with sulfuric acid, and it was corroded like pain, she couldn't forget the colic in her abdomen that day, and she couldn't forget the guilt and despair, her voice was very soft and empty, she said: "No, I don't have any children." "

Bo Yan paused, didn't say anything, and left.

Nanbei leaned weakly against the wall, her hands and feet were weak, she closed her eyes and calmed down, tears overflowed her eyes the moment she closed her eyes.

*

Nanbei returned to the ward, and the rest of the people were not there. She walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water, washed her face, she was a little afraid to look at herself in the mirror, she didn't know what she was afraid of, after washing her face, she took off her clothes again, wiped her body with a towel, only to find that she didn't bring a change of pajamas to come in.

Fortunately, she lived in a single room, so she took off the large towel, wrapped it around her body, and walked out.

The temperature in the hospital room was turned on properly, and the curtains were closed tightly because she was sleeping. The light was dim, she took out a new hospital gown from the cabinet, unbuttoned the bath towel, and was about to change it, but suddenly she felt that there seemed to be someone behind her, and her back was cold, and she suddenly turned around. But I saw a faint figure at the entrance of the ward, and the person seemed to be about to leave.

Nanbei was startled, his heart was almost hanging in his throat, and the speed of beating was faster, and he covered his body with a bath towel in a little panic.

The tall figure also knew that Nanbei had seen him, and he simply stopped. With a frank attitude, Nanbei saw clearly that the man was a thin inkstone who went and returned, she only felt embarrassed, and her fair skin soon turned red layer by layer.

Bo Yan whispered, "I'm sorry. Then he walked out of the room.

Nanbei hurriedly changed into a hospital gown, because of this incident, the originally pale face rarely floated a faint red, she forced herself to calm down, don't think nonsense, and after a while, the ward door was knocked again.

She took a deep breath: "Please come in." "

Bo Yan came in, his deep gaze fell on Nanbei's face, and his voice was warm: "I'm sorry, I just knocked on the door, you didn't respond, I was worried that something would happen to you, so I pushed the door directly." "

He said this, what else could Nanbei say, she pursed her lips and changed the topic: "Is there something you are here for?"

There was a light smile on Bo Yan's lips, he opened his long legs, approached Nanbei, his eyes fell on Nanbei's body, standing in front of Nanbei, he lowered his eyes slightly, spread out his big hand with distinct bones, and there was something lying in his palm.

The north and south pupils were slightly stunned, that thing was her earring, she subconsciously reached out and touched her ear, and sure enough, she only touched one, and this one ......

Bo Yan chuckled, his dark eyes were misty, and he explained unhurriedly: "Your earrings accidentally fell on my body. "

Nanbei was still a little embarrassed, and said lightly: "Thank you." "

Bo Yan didn't care, and stretched out his hand. touched Nanbei's hair, and his movements were a little gentle: "I didn't see anything just now." "

If someone else says something like this, it will only make people feel ridiculous, how can they not see anything.

But when Bo Yan said this, there was an inexplicable convincing feeling that made people quiet.

Nanbei raised his eyes and glanced at Bo Yan.

The thin inkstone has deep dark eyes. The waves rose slightly, and a smile spread, and he said slowly: "However, next time, don't be like this in front of other men, not everyone has such self-control." "

The blush on Nanbei's face suddenly spread, Bo Yan glanced at her funny, he really just came to return the earrings when he went back to the ward, and he was going to leave after paying it back, and when he walked to the door, his tall figure suddenly paused, left a contact card, and said lightly: "This is my contact information, if you need help, you can contact me." He gently continued, "Sorry to briefly read your profile. "

Nanbei Mei's heart jumped, Bo Yan clearly violated her privacy, but he said it so frankly, as if he was just caring about her, and she was too careful.

She asked: "Are you ......" What she wanted to ask was, I don't know if it was her delusion, she always felt that Bo Yan was helping her, and she also felt that Bo Yan was a little familiar.

Although her question was not asked, Bo Yan could guess her doubts, he said: "Do you remember the little boy in the shopping mall?" The figure of a child flashed in Nanbei's mind, and Bo Yan smiled: "That's my son, thank you for helping him." After he finished speaking, he did not linger any longer, and went downstairs to leave.

Nanbei continued to stand in place for a while, and then walked to the window by surprise, staring at the open-air parking lot, she saw Bo Yan's figure appear next to a black Volkswagen, got into the car, but did not leave immediately, but slowly lowered the window, he bowed his head slightly, lit a cigarette, sat in the driver's seat, smoked in silence for a while, and looked up at the window of the north and south wards as if nothing.

Nanbei subconsciously took a step back, and when she looked out the window again, she could only see the distant shadow of the Volkswagen, and there were several dragons and phoenixes dancing on the back of the contact card in her hand, which was smooth and atmospheric: live in the moment.

These four short words are simple and clear, but not many people can really do it.

Nanbei knew that Bo Yan was just worried that she was immersed in the pain of losing her child, but she really couldn't get rid of negative emotions anytime soon, she couldn't control her sadness and despair, she couldn't control her hatred of the murderer, and she couldn't control her anger, disgust and heartache towards Song Qingran.