"I think so!"

Mu Han raised his eyes, held Bo Huan's hand, and wiped her ten fingers one by one, without the slightest sloppiness.

Bo Huan's face was very bad, staring at Mu Hanshen's face, and continued to speak: "Two years ago, I woke up suddenly in the hospital. I disappeared for a year. ”

Hearing Bo Huan's words, Mu Hanshen's face became more and more ugly, and the cold under his eyes was enough to freeze the air into ice.

"I can't remember what happened in the year I disappeared, and the sense of loss was exactly the same as before my mom died......"

Bo Huan's analysis of his own words seemed to be careless, but every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Mu Hanshen's heart.

"Mu Hanshen, do you think there will be a conspiracy inside, someone wants to deliberately kill me and my mother?"

"Bang-"

As soon as Bo Huan's words fell, Mu Hanshen accidentally touched the glass on the sink, and the cup shattered the glass on the ground.

Seeing this, Mu Hanshen immediately explained with a pale face: "Bo Huan, you are tired!"

Bo Huan's face turned pale with fright, and he raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanshen, with a lost expression: "I just feel that something is wrong......"

Why is everything so coincidental that it can't be explained?

Mu Hanshen put down the towel, kicked the broken glass aside, held Bo Huan's hand, and pulled her back to the bedroom.

Mu Bao was bored alone and had fallen asleep on the bed.

Seeing the little guy's quiet and beautiful sleeping face, Bo Huan's heart suddenly became less uncomfortable.

The debt she owes to her mother can only be made up for in the next life.

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Turn off the lights and the room is pitch black.

A tall figure suddenly stepped beside Bo Huan, lifted the quilt and lay in, and stretched out his hand to pull Bo Huan into his arms.

After comforting her just now, Mu Hanshen didn't speak again.

The silence in the room was terrifying, and a sudden warm embrace hit, and Bo Huan subconsciously drilled into his arms.

Her subconscious habit of dependence made Mu Hanshen's floating heart much more stable.

"Huanhuan ......"

In the night, the man's deep voice sounded slowly.

"Huh?" Bo Huan raised his eyes slightly, and saw the man's face clearly through the faint moonlight.

I saw Mu Han frowning tightly, his face was very bad, and he didn't know what he was thinking in a trance.

"It's fine." After whispering, he imprisoned Bo Huan in his arms, and his chin rested against the top of her head.

Such an action made Bo Huan unable to move!

"Huanhuan, you said you wouldn't leave me."

Mu Hanshen's voice sounded coldly, making Bo Huan stunned for a moment.

Why did you suddenly talk about it?

"No!"

Bo Huan's head rolled in his arms, and he found a more comfortable position to lean on.

Smelling the light fragrance on his body, the discomfort has diminished a lot.

If it weren't for Mu Hanshen accompanying her, maybe she would still be the same as in previous years.

A man huddled under the quilt, recalling those terrible memories, crying red eyes.

Because of him, her life has changed.

So, how could she be willing to leave him!

"You promise!" Mu Hanshen was as naïve as a child, "Huanhuan, you promise that no matter what happens, you will not leave me!" ”

"Okay, I promise!" Following the glimmer, Bo Huan found Mu Hanshen's hand, put his hand in his palm, and the two of them clasped their fingers tightly.

"If you leave me, then ......"

"What?" Bo Huan craned his neck, his breath sprayed on his chin, and whispered softly: "Do you want to swear poison?" ”

Mu Hanshen's face was gloomy, and his low voice mixed with the night, and slowly sounded: "If Bo Huan leaves Mu Hanshen, then Mu Hanshen will die without a place to be buried!" ”

Bo Huan: "......"

She left him, and he died without a place to be buried?

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Chapter eight, good night.