Chapter 881: Sheng Qing's Affair Has Nothing to Do With You!
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the more I spoke, the lower my voice became.
Bo Jinghan let out a low sip and silently curled his legs up again.
Through the thin quilt on her knees, she lowered her head and pressed her face between her knees.
Fever swells under the eyes.
The tears that had just stopped for a few minutes could not stop flowing down again, soaking the silk quilt on the knees, leaving a little cool feeling. And the quilt seemed to be soaked in tears, as if it was glued to the eyelids.
silently vented the panic in his heart.
Bo Jinghan pulled his hand out of the palm of his nemesis Su Nuanxia's slightly cool palm.
Wrap your knees together.
Ten fingers are intertwined and clasped tightly. The curled up little body shivered coldly.
His shoulders shrunk slightly.
Speaking of which, Sheng Qing is a thorn in Su Nuanxia's heart, a sharp thorn.
And for Bo Jinghan, this thorn is even better.
The difference is that Su Nuanxia, who is a thorn, is the relationship between two childhood sweethearts, and it is an immeasurable deep love for others. For Bo Jinghan, the thorn is an unsolved mystery, a nightmare full of horror and blood, and a guilt for failing to account for his dead friend.
Therefore -
Facing Su Nuanxia, Bo Jinghan's heart was very uncomfortable.
Inside, there is silence.
The quiet Bo Jinghan could almost hear his own heartbeat and breathing.
The quiet two were close together, but it felt as if they were far away.
Drip, drip!
I knew that the electronic alarm meter at the head of the bed suddenly rang.
Bo Jinghan's heart was suddenly startled, and his hands shook unconsciously.
At this time, Su Nuanxia suddenly spoke.
Although the voice was low, it did not have the gloomy aura of the past, and it gently drew from between his lips and teeth and landed on Bo Jinghan's ears.
made her feel a Yan sù that belonged to Su Nuanxia.
"Shengqing's business has nothing to do with you! Bo Jinghan, remember, you are the victim-"
Su Nuanxia suddenly stood up.
Under the sun, her pure black straight little skirt made her more and more tall and beautiful, beautiful and fair.
But there was no expression on her face, no sadness, no resentment, no resentment, no smile.
Keep your head down and stare at her.
The shallow gaze swept away the gloomy aura of the past, and faintly crossed the top of Bo Jinghan's black hair.
Immediately, she stretched out her hand and lowered her figure slightly.
Gently put her hands on Bo Jinghan's hands, broke her tightly entangled fingers one by one, and then held the fingers that were colder than her palms, and slowly held them up.
"Bo Niu'er, you look up at me! Look at me—"
The tone suddenly changed sharply.
At this moment, Su Nuanxia looked a little more awe-inspiring and unapproachable, but her gaze fell on Bo Jinghan's eyes with great concentration.
After a moment of silence, she spoke again: "Sheng Qing's death is not your fault. You don't have anything to be sorry for me, you don't have to be sorry for him, and you don't need to be sad because of Sheng Qing's death. The reason why you can't cross this hurdle is because when Sheng Qing passed away, you were the first person to discover him. You feel like you didn't notice it at the first time, you think he's so close to you, you think the reason for his death is too strange, so you ......"
ps: There has been a big earthquake in the online literature industry, and everyone is in danger. Lonely Xiao has slept for an hour since yesterday and has been revising. Name, introduction, chapter name, etc., and the author's background is extremely troublesome to modify! The original name of this article was changed to the current one because of yy.,Girls.,Let's make do with it first.,Because I don't know if it will be blocked after tomorrow.。 And if a qiē is fine, it will be changed back in the future. Girls who don't believe can go to Longkong to take a look, search on Baidu, and you will know...... In addition, I can't stand the loneliness of working for more than 20 hours in a row, sorry girls!