After seeing each other for so long, her face seemed to be worse than recovered.

Looking like this, it really doesn't look like a healthy person!

Didn't get a good rest?

Maybe...... It's just that he thinks too much!

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When Bo Huan was sleeping in a daze, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly vibrate.

The girl slowly opened her eyes, and the room was pitch black except for the faint light of her mobile phone.

The vibration does not stop, it should be a phone.

At this time, who will call her?

Are those unscrupulous reporters who want to ask her to verify whether Mu Hanshen is dead?

Thinking of this, Bo Huan frowned slightly, clenched the quilt with both hands, and even his breathing was tingling.

After 30 seconds, dead silence returned to the room.

But then, the phone vibrated again.

This time, it's text messages.

Who will text her?

For some reason, a strong premonition made Bo Huan sit up and take the phone weakly.

The screen was black, and it took Bo Huan a lot of effort to unravel the password tremblingly.

When he saw the content of the text message, Bo Huan's eyes widened violently, staring at the photo above in disbelief.

Be...... It's Mu Hanshen!

Mu Hanshen's body was tied up and thrown in the dark room, his pure white shirt was stained with bright red blood, his hair was messy, and he was dirty.

The man's bottomless black eyes were staring coldly at the direction of the video, and there was no lack of domineering in his eyes.

And the time display in the lower right corner of the photo is exactly ......

At this moment!

This photo was taken now?

Does it mean that Mu Hanshen is really not dead?

Bo Huan was afraid that he was hallucinating, so he pinched his thigh.

The thigh was pinched to bruise, and the sharp pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

It will hurt!

Bo Huan glanced at the photo again, and the characters and time on it remained the same.

Mu Han Shen ...... It's really fine.

Bo Huan stared at the photo for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said to himself: "I knew that you wouldn't want me!" ”

But why was he tied up, and who took this photo?

Lu Mubai?

Bo Huan was pale and thoughtful, and while dialing the phone back, he lifted the quilt and prepared to rush outside to tell everyone the news barefoot.

But who would have thought, as soon as his fingers touched the doorknob, the phone was suddenly connected, and a very familiar voice sounded on the other end.

"Huanhuan."

Bo Huan thought that she would never forget this voice in her life.

Be...... It's Lu Mubai!

Lu Mubai was also in that explosion and fire, and now that he is still alive, Mu Hanshen must also be alive.

Bo Huan held the phone and froze in place, unable to make a sound in his throat under the excitement.

She wanted to ask where Mu Hanshen was and what he did to Mu Hanshen, but she was suddenly speechless.

"Huanhuan ......" didn't hear her voice, Lu Mubai smiled bitterly and continued to speak: "If you still want to see Mu Hanshen, don't tell anyone about this matter." ”

Hearing Lu Mubai's voice, Bo Huan reacted, and tears had already fallen when he opened his mouth to speak.

"Mu ...... Where is Mu Hanshen? ”

"He's not dead!" Lu Mubai's voice sounded very weak and desolate.

The first thing she said was Mu Hanshen.

If he died in that fire, and Mu Hanshen returned to her alive, wouldn't she shed a single tear for him?

He's really not dead......

After getting the exact answer, Bo Huan suddenly became excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Lu Mubai, can you give him back to me, I beg you!" ”。

Now as long as Mu Hanshen can return to her, she can do without any dignity.