"If I had ...... in the middle," Ou Jingbo didn't say, only choked up, paused, and continued: "Will the ending be different?" ”

It's like asking yourself, but it's more like blaming yourself.

As if in a hurry before his emotions got out of control, Ou Jingbo stood up directly, and then turned to leave, Wen Ruoli looked at the tombstone of his parents, the photo on it was kind and kind, and his heart ached.

Holding back the tears in the frame of her eyes, Wen Ruoli turned around and followed behind Ou Jingbo.

The two of them had just left the cemetery when they saw another person who had also stopped down.

The figure is very familiar, it's Ye Zhou!

Wen Ruoli's hand was clenched tightly, she hated to go up and dismantle the other party, but now she ...... needs to be more obscure, after experiencing life and death, she is no longer as simple as when she was young and simple, and she thinks about everything.

Making a person's life worse than death is not something that can be solved by a scolding and a beating, she doesn't just want to vent her evil anger, she wants the most important thing for Ye Zhou, to make him ruined and penniless, to make his life miserable, and to pay for his life.

It's just that these things are by no means overnight, what she needs is to keep her head up, and the first thing she needs is to make herself strong.

And Ou Jingbo obviously has no self-control, especially in this environment, before Wen Ruoli could react, a figure stepped forward and directly knocked Ye Zhou to the ground.

"Do you still have the face to see Ruoli?" Another punch, Ou Jingbo's green muscles burst out, out of control.

The corners of Ye Zhou's mouth were instantly swollen and bruised, and a small stream of blood flowed out, which was wiped directly with the back of his hand, and he got up from the ground, but the corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled slowly instead of being angry.

"Do you think I'm willing to come? Who wants to come to such an obscure place as the mausoleum in the morning? ”

Ou Jingbo was naturally stimulated by this sentence, and directly stepped forward again, beating Ye Zhou to the ground again.

It's just that Wen Ruoli on the side doesn't look right, this Ye Zhou is not a good master on weekdays, he is deep in thought, how can he not fight back once now?

And what I just said seems to be deliberately stimulating, and something seems to be wrong.

Suddenly, not far away, there was a vehicle as a shield, Wen Ruoli caught a flash of lights, and several figures were staggered to hide their bodies.

There is actually a media tracking here, no wonder Ye Zhou will come to sweep the tomb, no wonder he behaves so abnormally, it turns out that it is still part of the bitter love drama.

Although Ou Jingbo is not very exposed in the media of M City, he is the chief heir of the richest family in Z City.

Wen Ruoli stepped forward and hurriedly blocked the direction of the camera, then pulled Ou Jingbo up from Ye Zhou's body on the ground, and stopped him in a daze: "Hurry up!" ”

Looking at the half-dead appearance of the people on the ground, Ou Jingbo spat out.

After getting into the car, Wen Ruoli let the car quickly turn around and leave the other side, and then through the rearview mirror, he looked at the media and shook them off, which was relieved.

Naturally, the movements of the people next to him couldn't escape their eyes, and when the car left, Ou Jingbo caught a glimpse of the people who were deliberately hiding in the mausoleum park, and knew the reason why Wen Ruoli urged him to leave quickly.

Looking at the blood on the back of Ou Jingbo's hand on the steering wheel, Wen Ruoli's brows furrowed tightly: "Go to the hospital and bandage it." ”

Hmm, Ou Jingbo didn't say anything more.

It's just that Ou Jingbo didn't go to the hospital, just went to the pharmacy to buy some things needed for bandaging, and then drove all the way back to the hotel.

Looking at the pile of medical supplies on the table, Wen Ruoli was a little stunned: "Do you want to bandage it yourself?" ”

Ou Jingbo took off his suit, unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled them up skillfully, and glanced at Wen Ruoli, who had a bad premonition.

"You bandage me!"

I remember that I was injured or something, even if it was a simple scratched wound on my finger, I went to the hospital, worried about tetanus or something, although Wen Ruoli is not a person who lives a hypocritical life, but his family is well-off, and sometimes, even if he doesn't care, the people around him will make a big fuss.

So there is no chance, Wen Ruoli really has never done this kind of work to bandage wounds......

smiled embarrassedly, the two pear vortices on his face were very cute, but the smile was a little reluctant: "Can I say that I can't bandage the wound?" ”

"Then learn!" Ou Jingbo's voice was lowered by a full degree, and his voice was cold, with a kind of forced force.

Sitting on the sofa, Ou Jingbo stretched out his hand and put it on his knee, looked up at the person in front of him who was still standing stunned, and frowned slightly: "What are you still doing in a daze?" ”

When I was a child, my wrist was accidentally cut, but I was crying vigorously, and the doctor didn't have any impression of how to bandage it, and I was recalling the steps of bandaging the wound, and when I heard Ou Jingbo's fierce voice, I came back to my senses and hurriedly sat on the sofa obediently.

One minute, two minutes...... Five minutes passed......

Looking at each other, Ou Jingbo's thin lips opened slightly: "Zhang Yunjing, are you bandaging the wound with your mind?" ”

Wen Ruoli swallowed his saliva, picked up the cotton swab in the box on the side, dipped it in some potion, and began to carefully clean up the wound, lowered his head, carefully made it, and raised his eyes to look at Ou Jingbo from time to time, worried that the other party would hurt.

The buttons on the collar of the shirt he was wearing were not low, but because Wen Ruoli's body was leaning forward, his body was very thin, his clothes were loosely put on his body, and his chest was snow-white.

Zhang Yunjing's body, although it is very thin, but the place where the flesh should grow seems to be a unique grace, which barely covers up some of the weaknesses of the thin body, which is not useless.

Ou Jingbo's snort became heavier, and he said directly: "Don't get it." ”

"What?" didn't realize what it meant, Wen Ruoli sighed in confusion.

Stopping the movement in his hand, the moment he raised his eyes, the distance between the two people was close and intimate, Ou Jingbo directly backhanded the other party's head tightly, his lips covered the other party's cherry mouth, taking advantage of the other party's surprise, sucking the sweetness fiercely.

Picking up Wen Ruoli by the waist, the medicine and bandaging things just now were scattered all over the place in an instant, Ou Jingbo directly carried Wen Ruoli towards his room, and the moment he released his lips, Wen Ruoli's face turned crimson, but he didn't seem to care about the ambiguity between the two people at the moment, he was only worried:

"Your hands?"

The misty eyes cleared up a little, but they seemed to become more playful, and Ou Jingbo put Wen Ruoli on the bed, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one with one hand.

"What, you're questioning my abilities?"

Knowing that the other party had misunderstood, Wen Ruoli's face turned even redder.