The white cloak was dirty, and all of a sudden, I felt useless, and I could walk like this even a little bit.

Kyung rubbed his head against my body, and I looked down at the dirt all over my body, and suddenly felt very depressed.

I don't know what to do for a while.

And because I just fell, the wound on my back hurt so badly that I didn't want to get up because I was in pain.

There must have been a crack in the back.

"Does it hurt?"

Sudden concern, I hurriedly looked up, just now the man codenamed Fog was looking at me with his head down, his eyes were looking at me quietly, behind him was a white mist, and his feet were excited and enthusiastic Qing.

"Sort of. I said.

He squatted slightly and lifted me up from the ground, stuffed the umbrella in the palm of my hand, then took off my cloak full of mud and put it on a branch beside me, took off his coat and put it on top of me, and said, "The mountain road is not easy to walk, don't be so stupid next time, and you are still injured." ”

He was Qing's person, and Bo Yin and I were saved by them, so it was normal for him to know that I was injured.

He was wearing a thin white sweater, and I tried to take off my coat and give it back to him, but he reached out to stop me.

I was a little apprehensive and nervous, "Won't it be cold for you like this?" and it's still raining. ”

"Stupid...... Time. ”

The two words behind the time were very light, I heard it a little vaguely, and he called me time affectionately, which made me a little at a loss.

I lowered my head and didn't say anything more, he tied his cloak to Kyung's body and carried me down the mountain.

It was a long walk down the mountain, and he carried me with a steady pace, and I was a little embarrassed to put my arm on his shoulder.

From my point of sight, I can see the black silk scarf he is wearing, why is he masked?

I kept my upper body at arm's length from him and asked curiously, "Do you know what the embroidery on the thin silk scarf is?"

"It's everyone's secret, I can't reveal it. ”

I was about to say sorry when his hoarse voice came and said, "But the embroidery of the cloud is a word, a sound." ”

He said he couldn't reveal it, but he told me anyway.

The embroidery of the thin tone is a tone and is very direct.

"Thank you. ”

Thank you for his willingness to answer this question.

"You and the cloud...... What's the relationship?"

He asked slowly, and there seemed to be a slight stagnation under his feet, and he looked into the distance and said, "Almost down the mountain." ”

"Bo Yin is my boyfriend and will get married next year. ”

He didn't speak for a while, and finally just said gently: "Yun is a very good person, I wish you happiness." ”

Soon at the bottom of the mountain, he put me in the car, I took the coat from the car and put it on, returned his clothes to him and said, "Thank you, put it on, it's cold." ”

"No, I don't. He patted Qing's head, took off his cloak and asked, "Do you still want it?"

"I'll just throw this myself. ”

Why didn't he say this before, and didn't mention it until he came down the mountain?

"I'll help you. He held it in the palm of his hand and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Happy New Year." ”

I smiled: "Happy New Year." ”

As the car started to drive, I suddenly panicked, and I hurriedly looked at the increasingly blurred figure behind me, crying uncontrollably, as if I had missed something.

But what is missing?

Why am I suddenly sad?

Could it be because I saw He Shen's grave today? a lonely grave without any warmth.

The figure disappeared completely.

When I returned to the capital, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and before that, I went back to Zhong's house to change a set of clothes.

I changed into a cheongsam.

I didn't want to wear high heels, but I gritted my teeth and changed them, and I changed to thin heels, and my feet hurt.

I took out my phone and called Bo Yin and asked, "Uncle, where are you?"

"Study, what about you?"

The study of the Bo family.

"I'm at the Zhong family, I'll come to you right away, let's go to the hall together, grandpa and they are all over there. ”

"Hmm. ”

After hanging up the phone, I wiped Qing with a towel, fed him dinner, and said, "Don't run around here, I'll come to you later." ”

"Wang. "Qing is very cooperative.

I endured the pain and went to Bo's house, and when I opened the door, Bo Yin was writing on the desk in the study.

Brush words.

I asked, "Why do you practice calligraphy at this time?"

"I'm waiting for you, feel free to practice. ”

Bo Yin dropped the brush, came over and took me into his arms, rubbed the corners of his lips against the corners of my lips and asked, "Why did you come back so late?"

He touched my back, and I frowned, not daring him to find out that I had inflicted on myself to make the wound worse.

Bo Yin reached out and touched my face and asked, "No makeup?"

I was in a hurry to come back and forgot.

I hurriedly took out the cosmetics from my satchel and looked in the mirror to realize that my face was terribly pale.

I frowned, put on light makeup, and asked the man standing in front of me jokingly, "How's it going?"

Bo Yin's gaze was a little deep, and he was silent for a long time without answering my question, but just pulled me up from the sofa and went to the hall with my arms around my waist.

Bo Yin was wearing a black suit today, with a cookie-cutter white shirt underneath, a section of his wrist exposed, and the golden buttons glowing coldly under the white snowflakes.

The hall was very lively, and there was a banquet next to it, and the younger generation was dancing in the center.

When my father saw me coming, he hurriedly left his grandfather's side, came over and said with a smile: "Your grandfather has been looking for you for a long time, saying that he has not received a gift from his granddaughter at this time." ”

I smiled and said, "I'll deliver it right away." ”

"Go, go, go. ”

Bo Yin took the gift from the subordinates on the side, took me over and gave the gift to the two old people, saying, "This is a gift prepared by time for the two grandfathers, and they are very attentive. ”

He didn't forget to praise me in passing.

Grandpa smiled happily and said, "Time has a heart, and my grandson-in-law also has a heart, and you all have a heart." The police officer on the side took the gift from Bo Yin's hand.

"It's better to be a granddaughter-in-law, hurry up and give me a great-grandson, this is the gift I want the most. ”

The grandfather spoke amazingly.

I lowered my head and pinched Bo Yin's waist, he looked at the master calmly, and said indifferently, "I understand." ”

“……”

What does he know?

Is he trying to express that he is more anxious than his grandfather?

Bo Yin took me to the side of the reception, and I also found that Xu Nian didn't come tonight, or he had already left.

My feet hurt a little, and I sat on the sofa and didn't want to get up, so Bo Yin took me to sit for a few minutes before leaving the venue.

As soon as I returned to Bo's house, Bo Yin stripped me of my clothes, turned my back to him, and asked in an unkind tone, "What's the matter?"

"I fell. "I took the initiative to admit my mistake.

"Where did you go? The feet are worn out, and there is mud on the side of the legs, Zhong Shishi, you are underestimating the IQ of a man who has once joined the army and observed the details. ”

"Today is Xue Qing's birthday. ”

As soon as I said this, Bo Yin understood where I had gone.

He touched my back lightly with his fingers, and asked in a dumb voice, "Why didn't you tell me?" ”

"Today is the grandfather's birthday, and I worship the ancestors, I don't want you to accompany you because of my selfishness. I quietly looked at Bo Yin, who seemed to be in a trance.

I said, "Xue Qing is my savior and my elder brother who grew up with me, and I want to go and see him today." ”

"Is He Shen right?"

Bo Yin suddenly asked, and I nodded generously in acknowledgement.

There are some things that I don't have to hide from him, I have an open heart, and there is nothing wrong with being honest, and it is not a bad thing.

"Time, he has been with you for many years?"

I nodded and said frankly, "Well, he grew up with me and has always protected me, but it's a pity that he can't attend my wedding with Mr. Bo, which is a pity." ”

And I don't want him to participate, because He loves me deeply, and I don't want to let him watch me get married like before.

Bo Yin suddenly fell silent.

At that time, I didn't know that Bo Yin's mood was very surging, because he had a feeling of robbing someone else's baby.

And this baby he also loves deeply.

At that time, he understood that some things were not as simple as they were at the beginning, and that some people should never be late to come back, and he also knew who gave the rose, and he was afraid that my will would not be strong.

But Bo Yin's idea is wrong, as long as he doesn't change, I will never change, as long as he loves me, I will never leave him, I love him for a long time.

As long as...... As long as Bo Yin's mind is firm.

Bo Yin was silent, put me on the bed, brought the medical box, took the gauze on my body, bandaged me again, and put disinfectant on my feet.

When everything was in order, he said in a cold voice: "Next time you run around and break your dog's legs." ”

I buried my face in the quilt and retorted in a low voice: "Uncle, this is not a dog's leg, this is a beautiful leg." ”

"Hard-mouthed?"

I shut up, Bo Yin changed my position, covered me with the quilt, patted my head, and said, "Rest for a while, I'll go and bring Qing back." ”

I just told him that Qing is in the Zhong family.

I hummed, Bo Yin opened the door and left, I got up and ran to the window to see Bo Yin's figure appear,

But he didn't go to Zhong's house immediately, but lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and walked slowly in the direction of Zhong's house.

Bo Yin doesn't smoke lately unless he's in a melancholy mood.

Is he depressed?

I went back to the bed and lay down, thinking about Bo Yin's expression before, as if there was a moment of silence when I heard He Shen's name.

What's going on in his mind?

I didn't have a clue after thinking about it, so I just buried myself in the quilt and didn't think about these questions.

I'll ask him when Bo Yin comes back.

As a man in a depressed mood, I can't sit idly by.

Besides, he is like this, I feel sorry for him.

I seem to have a lot of thoughts, what if Bo Yin just wants to smoke a cigarette?

I took a deep breath and glanced at the time—half-past nine.

Did the man leave before?

He said that the silk scarf of Boyin was embroidered with a phonetic character, Ah ...... Sound, phew, I hate to listen to the word "A" the most.

Bo Yin, Uncle Bo, and Mr. Bo are all fine, Ah ...... The sound really disgusts me.

……