Bo Yeyuan approached her in pain, his lips purple in pain like a patient who had a seizure.

Saying 10,000 words of sorry can't get back the hurt he gave her, he ...... What should I do?

When Bo Yeyuan saw the content of Li Qiyu's painting paper clearly, his eyes blurred even more, as if he had suddenly shaken cataracts, his brain was demented, his eyes couldn't see clearly, and his ears were ringing and dizzy.

On Li Qiyu's drawing paper, Bo Yeyuan appeared for the first time......

He stood by the window, with one hand in his sleeve, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

The short uniform that Bo Yeyuan was wearing was the one he wore on his birthday, he didn't expect her to remember it so clearly, even the dark lines of the buttons, the embroidered edges of the cuffs, the shape of the collar, and the buckles of the boots...... She remembers all the little details clearly.

She said she didn't love him......

Bo Yeyuan's nose was sore, his eyes were swollen with tears, and he kept dripping down his jaw, he looked at her petite back, and wanted to hug her, but his hands were weak, he had never hated himself so much.

Li Qiyu painted so attentively, as if the impression that could not be erased in his mind came at his fingertips......

She drew without hesitation, without thinking, he was in her head.

Suddenly, a surge of power struck her—

Li Qiyu's body was clenched into the hot embrace, and the easel collided with the ground.

Bo Yeyuan grabbed her petite shoulders and kissed her frantically on the lips, crushing her into the red curtain by the window.

He kissed wildly, all his emotions vented in the kiss.

He longed to kiss her for the rest of his life, kissing more than he said, kissing more than he missed her, kissing more than he loved her......

Li Qiyu pushed his chest like a puppet, and did not react to his kiss.

Hot tears wet her face, he had never cried so badly, but she couldn't see or feel how much pain he felt.

"Li Qiyu...... Seven feathers...... I love you......"

Li Qiyu broke away from his embrace, picked up the frame and put it back in its place, and suddenly turned his face to look in the direction of the wall clock.

She walked straight into the cloakroom and opened the closet, pointing at it.

Li Qiyu's clothes had been hanging there, and Bo Yeyuan had never moved, and she had never opened her closet.

chose a long skirt of Yanhu blue, Bo Yeyuan praised her for looking good in this one, she sneered back at the time, as if she didn't care about anything he said-[I think Mr. Bo thinks it looks better to take it off, right? 】

She took off her skirt and began to change her clothes, as if she was about to go out on a date.

She still had long chains tied around her wrists, and her nightdress was taken off and hung on her arms, and she couldn't wear long dresses.

Bo Yeyuan came over and unlocked the lock and helped her put on a long skirt-

His spirit was on the verge of collapse, not knowing where she was going or who she wanted to see. Is that him?

He had personally chosen the dress for her, and she tried it on once and threw it in her closet. She has always been against him, and she doesn't like what he likes, to show that she doesn't care about him!

Li Qiyu chose the same handbag, sat in front of the dresser and carefully applied light makeup.

The doctor said that she was sleepwalking in a half-awake state, and she had always kept her eyes open, never made a mistake, never hit a wall, and more like projecting the scene from reality into her vision, half-dreaming and half-real.

"Qiyu, where are you going?" Bo Yeyuan's hair was messy, his face was gloomy, his eyes were swollen and his nose was red, and his long eyelashes were wet with tears.

He had never been so embarrassed, like a big kid who didn't know what to do.