Bo Yin didn't agree with my proposal, he closed the book and wiped it casually with the white towel on the side, and when I saw him like this, I took it from his hand, stood behind him and gently wiped it for him until his hair was dry.

I haven't seen Bo Yin get sick, he is at most a high fever caused by an injury, his physical fitness will not cause a cold just because his hair is wet, I was just worried about him.

As soon as I put the towel down, Bo Yin got up and bent down, and a princess hugged me in his arms, and he looked at me sideways, his eyes were turbulent, and he couldn't bear it.

I understand his feelings, but in the end, no matter how much he teased and uncomfortable, he still forced himself to hold back.

My wound is on the back, and I can't do anything too big, otherwise it is easy to tear the back and open the wound, and the threads at the back have not been removed.

I felt sorry for him, and finally I couldn't help but help him with my hand, and his slight wheezing and uncomfortable voice was really confusing.

It makes me feel uncomfortable in the bottom of my heart.

After that, I lived a very peaceful few days at Bo's house, without superfluous people to disturb me, and even lived a very sweet life.

In the past few days, Bo Yin has either taken me around for a walk, or he has stayed in my room until the evening, with two people who love each other, and no matter what they do, they will never be bored.

Could it be that Bo Yin and I are in love?!

And in the past few days, Bo Yin has been used to using my hand to stroke him, and even kissed my body like an addiction.

Soon it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and Bo Yin got up and left at about seven o'clock in the morning, and took his grandfather to the ancestral grave of the Bo family.

The thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve is a day to pay tribute to my ancestors, and after Bo Yin left, I usually got up and dressed when I remembered something.

I wore a cheongsam in the color of landscape ink, and a long white cloak with a delicate embroidered pattern on the cloak, which was a very skin-friendly color.

I put on a delicate makeup, put on my curly hair, and went out with my satchel.

Downstairs I saw the sleeping Qing, it seemed to hear my footsteps, quickly opened its eyes and got up and came over to circle at my feet, I was surprised to see it like this and asked, "Didn't you go with my uncle?"

With his tail wagging in hand, I asked, "Do you want to come with me to meet an old friend for his birthday today." ”

Qing is very human, I walked in front of it obediently followed me, when I arrived at the Zhong family, Aunt Zhang said: "The general and your father, uncle went to the grave mountain to worship the ancestors, and will come back later." ”

My uncle went home two days ago, and my father also moved back to the Zhong family's old house in the past few days, and the Zhong family has become lively.

I asked the driver, and Aunt Zhang said, "They only drove away one car, and there was still a driver there, so I called him to come over." ”

It was almost eight o'clock from the capital, and I asked the driver to drive faster when I was on the road.

I wanted to rush back to the capital before the evening, but it would take ten hours to come and go to that place, plus three hours to go up the mountain, and it would be about nine o'clock in the evening to go back.

When I was about to arrive at the mountain and forest troops, Bo Yin called me, and I was a little worried in my heart, I left without informing him, would he be angry?

If I tell him that he won't let me leave alone, he will rush back from the place where the ancestors are worshipped, but because of my selfishness, I let Bo Yin leave his grandfather, which is not good.

Although I was apprehensive, I picked up and asked, "Are you home?

"Where?"

His voice was calm, and I paused and lied, "I'm here in Shishi, and I'll probably be back in the evening." ”

I lied because I didn't want Bo Yin to leave his family behind, and he came to me from thousands of miles away, and he did it.

"What are you doing with her?"

I opened my eyes and said, "Gathering, we meet with them every year." ”

"Time, this year is different. ”

The thin voice came through the phone waves, demagogic, and I subconsciously asked, "What's the difference?"

"You have a family this year. ”

“……”

After hanging up the phone, I logged in to WeChat and shouted in the group, and they were blown up one after another.

I asked, "Are you going to get together this year?"

"Gather, why don't you get together, get drunk tonight, dream of death, will your Mr. Bo let you out today?"

These words were said by ancient poems, and then Pei Shangxi said: "This year, I won't get together, let's talk about business in Europe." ”

Liang Ying said: "You are really disappointed. ”

I heard that Liang Ying has been trying to have a boyfriend recently, but she has changed two times a week.

At present, this is a German, with a super good figure, I heard that he is an international male model, and Xu Nian was in the same industry before.

"Baby, do me a favor, you don't get together this year but you have to pretend to be a party, I lied to Mr. Bo that I was partying with you and would go back at nine o'clock in the evening. ”

Liang Ying asked, "What are you lying to him for?"

"Do you remember He Shen?"

Gu Shishi is two years older than me, and Pei Shangxi is not to mention, because Liang Ying is the same age as me and is also in college, so she naturally remembers He Shen clearly.

Gu Shishi took the lead and said: "This name is very familiar......

"Yes. Liang Ying said.

"He died in an accident two years ago. ”

……

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was raining heavily, and the driver handed me a black umbrella, and I went to the mountain step by step with the flowers I had bought in the capital.

Qing obediently followed behind me, and after walking for a few minutes, I looked at it and smiled, took out a flower from the bouquet and handed it to it, "Well, this is what you gave to Brother He Shen." ”

Qing took two steps back, as if he didn't want to catch the flowers, but he wagged his tail and stepped forward to take the flowers in his mouth.

The road was not easy to walk, it was raining again, and it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon when we reached the mountain.

I put the flower in front of the tombstone, then took the porcelain flower I had carved from my wrist and put it in front of his tombstone, and said, "He Shen, today is your thirty-fourth birthday, this is the first time I have lived for you, and the first time I have given you a gift." ”

For the first time in eight years, he died.

But in his absence.

I suddenly felt a little sad and felt aggrieved for him, Ruan Chenming said that He Shen was the only one left in the house, so his tombstone was repaired here alone, and it was also his will.

I looked around again, and the fruit groves he had built here were withering in the winter.

I squatted down with an umbrella, stretched out my fingers to touch the word Xue Qing, and said with a smile: "Thank you for giving me a new life, thank you for accompanying me for eight years, Brother He Shen, happy birthday, Qing also came to see you." ”

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

Qing suddenly screamed, and I turned my head, and there was a blurred figure in the clouds in the distance, he was holding an umbrella and bowing his head slightly, and his face was covered with a black silk scarf.

Black silk scarf......

Qing ran to him excitedly, and his identity had been confirmed, and I asked, "Are you also Qing's person?"

He is not He Shen, his black silk scarf is on my hand, and the silk scarf on his face is not a porcelain flower.

The man was silent, and took two steady steps towards me, his black tweed jacket reaching his calves, and his feet wore a pair of black shoes that looked like military boots.

Qing rubbed the side of his leg, he bent down slightly and reached out to touch Qing's head, letting it calm down and said, "Hmm." ”

His voice was hoarse and low.

"You're coming to see Xue Qing?" I asked.

His gaze was not sharp, it could be regarded as soft, and he said in a low voice: "I just heard you call him He Shen." ”

"Well, it's my friend. ”

He took a few steps towards me, but refused to come any closer to me, just looked at me with an umbrella.

It was raining heavily, and his face was gradually blurry, and I withdrew my gaze to arrange the bouquet neatly.

He Shen's photo is very blurry, but the face in the glass portrait is very quiet and gentle, and I can recognize his appearance.

He asked, "You painted that picture?"

"Well, the picture here is blurry, but I don't have a picture of him, so I drew one myself. ”

"It's beautiful," he said. ”

"What's your name in Keori?" I asked.

He looked at me silently, and I was embarrassed to hold the umbrella and asked, "Is this privacy?"

"My code name Fog. ”

"Oh. Qing had been by his side and refused to come back, so I asked curiously, "Then do you know Bo Yin's code name?"

"Cloud. ”

That's how Li Tang called Bo Yin last time, but he was shot a few times, so he should have died.

"What about warmth?"

There are fogs, clouds, but what about the rest?

"Ice. The bones of his fingers holding the handle of the umbrella were very slender, and even a little white, and he continued to say in a soft voice: "Qing Qiren, clouds, rain, ice, snow, frost flowers." ”

I amusedly asked, "Is the flower a man?"

"Hmm. ”

Qing came over and wagged his tail at me, and ran over to rub the side of the mist's legs, looking very cheerful, not like it used to be.

It's a pleasure to celebrate it now.

I got up and stood aside and said, "Come and see him, I'll leave and return to the capital later." ”

He stood still, some rain fell on his shoulder, and he asked softly, "It takes more than twelve hours to go back and forth from the capital here, and there are still four hours of mountain road." But you've only been here for more than ten minutes, and for twelve hours just for those ten minutes, is he important to you?"

"Important. I smiled and said, "Very important." ”

He suddenly bowed his head and was silent, and after a while, he came over and stood in front of the tombstone with steady steps, and I asked, "Why do you want to cover your face? Can't the members of Qing see people with their true faces?"

"Secret. ”

Two words sent me away, I didn't want to ask any more, stayed for another two minutes and then turned around and left here.

The road down the mountain is even more difficult, the road is rough, and because of the rain and fog, it is difficult to see ahead.

I was very scared in my heart, but fortunately, Qing was always by my side, which gave me a little bit of courage in my heart.

Before, because I was thinking about walking the mountain road, I wore block-heeled high heels, but after walking for so long, my feet still couldn't help but hurt, I leaned on a tree and took off my shoes to see, the soles of my feet were already red, and the sides of my feet were grinding badly.

I took a breath, rubbed my feet and put on my shoes and walked down the mountain, and I fell during the process, but fortunately I didn't slip too far while holding Qing's body.