"Okay." Bo Sihan's eyebrows were dyed with a shallow smile, and his eyes seemed to be lit up when he looked at Ning Wan.

Ning Wan and Bo Sihan clasped their fingers.

I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

The banquet is finally over, the guests are gone, the bell rings, and midnight falls.

The new one.

Ning Wan turned eighteen years old first.

"Wanwan, I love you." Bo Si said in a deep voice, his voice a little weak.

Before Ning Wan could react, his tall body had already fallen, making a "bang" sound.

"Bo Yi!" Ning Wan called, and Bo Yi hurriedly helped Bo Sihan up and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Send it to my room, the second floor, the first room." Ning Wan spoke very quickly, her brows furrowed.

Painkillers have a time limit, and when the time comes, they will have little effect.

Just now she found that Bo Sihan's face was getting more and more wrong, she knew that Bo Sihan would not be soft, so she didn't do anything, and pulled Bo Sihan to sit quietly.

Although it is very similar to two pieces of wood, Ning Wan doesn't want Bo Sihan to have an accident.

She couldn't imagine how much pain Bo Sihan endured, and just now, Bo Sihan was so painful that his voice trembled a little.

Bo Sihan is now not only fainting due to excessive blood loss, but also fainting due to excessive pain.

"I've never seen our young master like this." His young master fainted, and Bo Yi's voice was a little crying.

An iron-blooded man, but at this time, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Although he was also cold-hearted and cold-hearted before, the young master of our family was very sorry for his life and had never done such a thing."

Bo Sihan cherished his life, Ning Wan knew.

When I got acquainted with Bo Sihan, Bo Sihan didn't dare to be anesthetized during surgery, for fear that someone with a heart would take advantage of him and attack him after he was anesthetized.

"We were besieged, and we were almost in a desperate situation at that time, and I wanted to cover the young master's evacuation, but the young master refused."

Although Bo Sihan looks cold, he treats his subordinates strictly but not harshly, and he is also very loving.

This is very similar to Ning Wan.

"At that time, the young master asked what time it was, and someone replied that it was nine o'clock, and the young master was like crazy after hearing it, and he broke out of the encirclement with a wooden warehouse."

Bo Yide is still a bit of an understatement.

The things on the battlefield, no matter how they are expressed in words, cannot be expressed, and only by experiencing it can we know how tragic it is.

Ning Wan had probably imagined what Bo Sihan looked like at that time.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to come back in time for the dinner, so he desperately wanted to break through.

"We did break through, but the young master suffered a lot of injuries, including two wooden barns, knife wounds, and injuries during hand-to-hand combat." When Bo Yi was thin, his voice was trembling.

Maybe others can't imagine it, but Bo Yi saw it with his own eyes, and Bo Yi can't forget that young master like that for the rest of his life.

"When he came back, his wounds were not treated, he simply stopped the bleeding, changed his clothes and hurried to the dinner."

Bo Yi's voice was a little choked.

He didn't know what to do.

The man didn't flick when he had tears, but his young master really moved him today.

The shirt and suit Bo Sihan wore were all black, and even if the blood was bleeding, he couldn't see it.

Black clothes, no blood stains can be seen.

But Ning Wan smelled blood.

Ning Wan glanced at the man who was holding on Bo Yi's shoulder, and her heart was sour, as if there was a whip, pumping her heart fiercely, and it hurt one by one.