In the early spring, the willow tops are full of fresh green, the grass is fluffy and colorful, the scattered wildflowers are gradually blooming, and the wind blows warm people.

Bo Jingyu came out of the ward, but there was a burst of coldness on his body, Xiao Lao's words were in his ears, Bo Jingyu understood the implicit meaning of his words, but it was precisely because he understood that he was even more heartbroken.

Xiao Lao is right, Li Shaoyan now regards himself as his number one object of revenge, followed by Xin Manqing, if he leaves Xin Manqing, then she will no longer be the target of public criticism, and Li Shaoyan will no longer focus on a woman who has been abandoned by himself.

Xiao Shi will no longer be embarrassed because of her own compromise, and she will be truly safe at that time.

It's just that what about the relationship between myself and Xin Manqing for many years? She is stubborn and stubborn, and she can't melt the slightest sand in her eyes, even if she is for her comfort, Xin Manqing will definitely not stay by her side with all her might, and then the relationship between the two for many years will fall apart.

Thousands of thoughts gradually surged up for a while, Bo Jingyu pressed his eyebrows, and he didn't come up with a clue for a while.

"President, your plane is about to take off, shall we rush over now?" The secretary reminded in a whisper.

Bo Jingyu came back to his senses, looked at the watch on his wrist, and instructed the secretary to prepare the car, and the car was speeding on the road, but it stopped at the airport in half an hour.

The plane slowly rose, shuttling between the large clouds, Bo Jingyu looked out the window from a distance, thinking about it and couldn't make up his mind. Until he came out of Connecticut Airport, he was still worried, unsettled on the one hand, and Xin Manqing's injury on the other.

When he arrived at the Connecticut villa, it was already dark, and as soon as he pushed the door open, the warm fragrance of the food came with the fragrance of medicine, and Bo Jingyu's heart gradually settled down.

Xin Manqing raised his eyes, put down the dishes and chopsticks in a daze, stood up in disbelief, endured the pain in his chest wound and ran to Bo Jingyu, hugging him tightly.

Bo Jingyu hugged the person tightly in his arms, the hidden worries in his eyes quickly dissipated, and the tenderness and sweetness were all in it, looking at the sharpened chin and pale face of the person in his arms, Bo Jingyu was distressed, and rubbed her chin softly.

"You've lost weight, where is the injury? Does it still hurt? Bo Jingyu looked at her haggard appearance, and felt a pang of cramping in her heart, only hating that she couldn't stay by her side all the time, take care of her, and protect her.

"It doesn't hurt for a long time, I'm fine, did Yihuan tell you?" Xin Manqing leaned on his arms and said softly.

"If they don't say it, won't I know that you are injured, and how long are you going to hide it from me?" Bo Jingyu had a little displeasure on his face, and the hand that circled Xin Manqing also added a little strength.

"I just don't want you to worry." Xin Manqing endured the pain in his waist, and his eyes were full of affection.

Yi Huan also reacted at this time, jumped up and ran to Bo Jingyu's side, hugged Bo Jingyu's leg and said happily: "Daddy, you can count it over, Yi Huan is about to kill you!" ”

Bo Jingyu let go of Xin Manqing slightly, stroked Yi Huan's hair dotingly, and smiled: "You little naughty, shouldn't you be very happy to leave my control?" ”

"I was very happy at first, but after Mommy was injured, I thought it was better to have Daddy by my side!" Yi Huan squeezed her eyes mischievously.

"Yihuan is much more sensible during this time, big brother, don't look at her with old eyes." Song Aiwei walked over and looked at the reunion of a family of three, her eyes were red.

Bo Jingyu looked at Song Aiwei and said with a smile: "I've worked hard for you this time, this is the letter that my second brother entrusted me to you." When Bo Yanyu handed the letter to Bo Jingyu, he laughed at him for a long time, what age is this, and there is such an old-fashioned way of expression?

Yi Huan smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand and snatched the letter, and said with a wicked smile: "Oh, this is a love letter from the second uncle to Aunt Ivy!" Oh, I want to see what the second uncle says. ”

Song Aiwei's cheeks were crimson in amusement, and she hurriedly ran to reminisce about Yihuan, and the two entered the room laughing.

Bo Jingyu shook his head secretly, retracted his gaze, stared at Xin Manqing in his arms, and said softly: "Show me your wounds, just listening to Ai Wei made me break out in a cold sweat before." ”

Xin Manqing was carried back to the room by Bo Jingyu, the two closed the door, Bo Jingyu carefully took off his shirt for Xin Man, the thick bandage was still bloody, he gasped, only to feel that all the blood rushed straight to his head.

If it's half an inch, if it's half an inch, he'll never see Xin Manqing again!

His hands trembled and he untied the gauze, and the hideous wound had not healed, which showed how dangerous it was when he was injured just now, no wonder Song Aiwei choked up several times on the phone, he didn't expect that he almost lost the love of his life.

Bo Jingyu's eyes were red, and he held Xin Manqing tightly in his arms, his delicate skin rubbed against the cold and hard shirt material, and he was a little panicked, and the frosted touch made Xin Manqing's face more and more crimson, and there was a steady heartbeat in his ears, which made people extra ironed.

"Do you know how scared I am?" Bo Jingyu whispered in her ear, her voice was low, and she wanted to break the corpse of the person who hurt Xin Manqing into pieces.

"I know." Xin Manqing stretched out her hand to hug Bo Jingyu, and the real sense of security made her feel uneasy these days gradually dissipate.

Bo Jingyu took a deep breath, calmed his restless heart, hugged Xin Manqing and lay on the bed, gently stroked her back, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one can do anything to you, and my uncle's illness will get better." ”

Xin Manqing nodded, and got into Bo Jingyu's arms like an obedient kitten, some of the cold body gradually warmed up, and the familiar tobacco gas got into the nose, a little itchy.

"Did you smoke a lot again today? Is there something difficult about it? Xin Manqing stretched out his hand to smooth his frowning brow, and his soft voice magically soothed Bo Jingyu's chaotic thoughts.

"No, I'm just worried about you, and I can't wait to fly to you for a while." Bo Jingyu's cello-like deep voice carried a bit of self-reproach, he wanted to protect her before sending people to Connecticut, but he didn't expect that people would still hurt Xin Manqing so badly.

"Let's rest early, I'm tired after tossing and turning on the plane for a long time." Xin Manqing thoughtfully folded the quilt for him, with a soft smile on his face.

Bo Jingyu nodded, wrapped Xin Manqing in his arms, carefully protected him, and turned off the bedside lamp sideways. In the darkness, there was soon the sound of even breathing. Bo Jingyu's stretched brows furrowed again, Fang Cai's hideous wounds kept appearing in front of him, and at the same time, Xiao Lao's words also sounded in his ears.

Maybe what Xiao Lao said is right, he can't protect Xin Manqing under a strong enemy, this time it's a fluke, I'm afraid he won't be so lucky next time.

A crescent moon slanted westward, and the cold moonlight poured into the room.