In the mirror, Sheng Qing's handsome face is the same as before.

The complexion is no longer the wheat color of memory, but the bloodless pale in the depths of memory. His facial features are still very three-dimensional, and the contours of his face are the same as in his memory, with sharp edges and corners. makes his whole person exude a sunny breath, with a bit of masculine toughness.

The crimson lip flap is slightly raised.

He was in the crowd, smiling at her.

But that smile didn't enter the eyes at all, cold and heartless. And his eyes, which were once full of sunlight and warm to look at everyone, have lost the brilliance of the past, nor the despair of staring into nothingness in the depths of memory. But Bo Jinghan read a kind of horror in his eyes, a gloomy and treacherous thing that shocked her.

in the mirror.

He suddenly reached out to his lips, and by quietly raising it, he made a stop gesture to her!

What is the meaning?

Bo Jinghan looked at the mirror blankly, with his back to the crowd, and confronted the figure of Nalun in the mirror.

After a long time, the figure in the mirror disappeared silently.

She jerked back, searching the crowd.

Drops of water drenched her hair, slowly slid down her cheeks, and dyed the hem of her clothes.

Bo Jinghan froze there, motionless.

But the fear that spread from the bottom of her heart tightly wrapped her heart and slowly rose, as if her whole person was engulfed in that fear.

It was as if she had lost all her strength, and then she had fallen into the nightmare that had been repeated......

"Sister Bo!"

"Jinghan!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Qiao Xin struggled to support the crumbling Bo Jinghan and bear all her weight to ensure that she did not fall headlong on the ground. And Lu Yan also came over in time and picked her up in a coma.

"Jinghan? Jing Han? ”

Lu Yan called her tentatively, reaching out to wipe the cold sweat and water droplets from her forehead.

Seeing that his eyes were full of nervousness, Qiao Xin was a little at a loss: "Lu Shishi, I don't know what Sister Bo is doing." She really didn't vomit anything just now, she just retched vigorously. I wanted to send her back to her room to rest, but she didn't know why, so she stared at the mirror, and her face became more and more ugly. I tried to call her, but she suddenly turned around, as if ...... yes, she seems to be looking for someone in the crowd! ”

As she spoke, Qiao Xin also glanced at the crowd crowded outside to watch the bustle, and did not find any familiar or particularly prominent people among these people.

Lu Yan also glanced at the crowd and didn't find anything special.

But he knew that Qiao Xin's eyes were very poisonous, and Bo Jinghan would not do such a small action for no reason.

However, this qiē may not be known until Jing Han wakes up.

Lowering his eyes, Lu Yan turned his face to look at Qiao Xin, and thanked him in a low voice: "I know, this has nothing to do with you." Qiao Xin, thank you for helping me take care of her, you talk to the eldest brother, and I'll send her upstairs first. ”

"Okay, you hurry up and send Sister Bo up and let her rest for a while. Presumably, she was also scared. I didn't dare to watch that scene, so I quietly glanced at it, and before I could take care of it, Sister Bo ......"

Halfway through her words, Qiao Xin bit her lip and didn't say any more.

She only tilted her face and watched Lu Yan leave, and then turned back.

But before she approached Qiao Dashao and the others who were surrounding the inside of the isolation zone, she suddenly felt a hand poking out behind her-

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