Chapter Twenty-Three: One by One, Don't Want to Leave Me

"White girl, grandpa told you, today I ordered the kitchen to make the dishes you like to eat, you can eat it, don't be shy......" Old man Bo took Bai Yiyi's hand and walked straight out of the living room.

Bo Jingshen's gaze stayed on Bai Yiyi, without opening his mouth, nor giving her any hints.

He just wanted to know if this woman would find out her conscience and call him to eat with him, but it turned out that he overestimated his own importance.

Bai Yiyi didn't set his eyes on him from beginning to end.

Bo felt like he had taken 10,000 critical hits.

He sighed deeply and shook his head helplessly.

On the way to the dining room, Bai Yiyi thought of the thin depth of field that was deliberately forgotten in the living room, and he was a little apprehensive, "Grandpa, isn't it a little immoral for us to do this." ”

Old Man Bo stomped on the sandalwood cane in his hand, his round eyes were wide, and he was a little fried, "What is immorality, his eyes are not blind, and his ears are not deaf!" ”

Under the dim street lamp, a shrewd shrewd flashed in his cloudy eyes.

He did it on purpose, what did that stinky boy dare to do to him?

Bai Yiyi still felt that something was wrong, what if Bo Jingshen settled the account after the fall, the injured person was herself.

She pondered for a moment and slowly spoke, "Grandpa, I'd better go back to him." ”

Old man Bo pursed his mouth, full of impatience, "Let's go, find your lover, save me from hindering my eyes." ”

He stretched out his hand and pushed Bai Yiyi, turned his head, and walked to the dining room on crutches by himself.

Bai Yiyi looked at this elderly figure one by one, her eyes were a little moist, and gradually her eyes were slightly red.

Grandpa, you must be miserable living in a villa alone.

With a sniff, she turned back the way she came.

When she returned to the living room, the atmosphere in the living room was a little depressing, Bo Jingshen was sitting on the sofa, his eyes were dark, his eyes were heavy, the computer in front of him had been closed, and he had a cigarette between his fingertips, and the smoke was swirling, as if his world was only boundless loneliness.

Bo Jingshen noticed that there was someone at the door, he raised his eyes slightly, and saw Bai Yiyi standing in front of the door one by one, looking at himself in a daze, his eyes were slightly red, and his beautiful eyes were full of sadness.

He snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, stood up, stretched out his slender legs, and walked towards Bai Yi step by step, as if he had entered her heart step by step.

He walked up to Bai Yiyi, his slender fingers picked up her chin, slowly lowered his head, and the small kiss fell on his eyes, slowly kissing away the tears in her eyes.

"Finally remembering your husband? I thought you forgot about me. He didn't ask why he was crying, he didn't ask why he came back, he just complained lightly.

Bai Yiyi hugged Bo Shenshen one by one and buried his face in his arms.

Bo Jingshen's eyes darkened, and he clasped her waist and gently stroked her hair.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." The voice is flat, but it is with endless tenderness.

When they came to the dining room, the food had already been served, and everyone in the Bo family was sitting in their seats, waiting for them.

Bo Shenshen pulled her straight to the empty seat on the right hand side of the old man Bo. Pull out a chair and sit down.

"Yo, where did the little couple go? I've been waiting for you for so long. Ji Mei looked at them with a strange look on the side.

"What does it have to do with you?" Bo Jingshen didn't even leave her a look.

"How do you talk, she's your mother!" Uncle Bo Hengshu slapped the table and looked at him with anger.

Bo Shenshen helped Bai Yi pull out the chair one by one, his eyes were dark, and his voice was cold, "My mother is lying in Tomb Hill Park." ”

"You!" Bo Hengshu raised his eyebrows angrily.

"Enough!" A majestic voice interrupted their quarrel, and Old Man Bo's old face was full of anger.

The atmosphere instantly condensed, and the silence in the dining room of Nuoda was a little terrifying.

Bai Yiyi felt a little like pins and needles, she lowered her head, trying to reduce her sense of presence.

Bo Jingshen sneered and glanced at Ji Mei contemptuously, "She? Worthy of being my mother? ”

Ji Mei's face turned blue instantly, and her hands clenched her fists tightly.

"What do you mean by that?!" Ji Mei's shrill voice filled the entire dining room.

"Are you dead for me, an old man?!" Old Man Bo drank cold again.

"Okay, everyone doesn't say a word, and the food is cold." Second Master Bo's face was also a little ugly.

"No need, I think it's better not to eat this meal, old man, I'll go with Yiyi first." Bo Jingshen stood up suddenly, kicked away the stool, pulled up Bai Yiyi and walked out, his voice was as cold as ice.

"Presumptuous!" Uncle Bo's furious voice filled the air.

"Bo Jingshen, you ......" Bai Yi pulled his hand slightly, and was about to say something, but he hugged him and covered what he was about to say.

Bai Yiyi was silent one by one, and she gently patted the back of the thin depth of field.

Thin Field hugged her tightly, like hugging the last piece of driftwood.

After a long time, he let go of Bai Yiyi slightly, the breath around him was cold and intimidating, and the light in his eyes was obscure.

"Let's go, let's go home" Bai Yi took his hand one by one, turned his head and smiled slightly.

In the faint light, her smile was like a ray of sunshine in the darkness, breaking through the darkness in his heart and slowly filling his empty world.

"Okay, let's go home." A hint of warmth flashed in his dark eyes with a thin depth of field, and he clenched his hand back tightly.

Under the lights, the sound of insects chirping in summer, and the garden path, they are interlocking their fingers, as if they are the whole world. There is no one but them.

They were silent all the way, until they were lying on the bed, ready to rest, when the cold voice of Bo Jingshen came to their ears.

"Yiyi, will you leave me?"

Bai Yiyi didn't know how to answer him, he said yes, it hurt people's hearts, he said no, it was so unrealistic, he didn't even believe it.

Bo Jingshen's eyes darkened, and he hugged Bai Yiyi and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"One by one, don't leave me, don't leave me for the rest of your life."

"That" Bai Yi broke away slightly, and she looked at the deep dark eyes of the thin depth of field.

"I don't know, hmm!" Bo Jingshen leaned over to block her unfinished words, his eyes cold and terrifying.

He kissed her lips fiercely, biting every inch of her skin, like an unhappy werewolf, and the black eyes were slowly dyed with red threads.

Bai Yiyi's face was painful, and she patted, but she couldn't wake him up who had lost his mind.

He rudely tore her clothes, and clasped Bai Yiyi's hand tightly with both hands, so that she couldn't break free.

The temperature in the room gradually rises, and the breath becomes ambiguous.

The next day, the morning sun dewed.

Bai Yi opened his eyes one by one, looking at the ceiling with a vacant look.

Slowly, her consciousness returned. She turned her head, and the thin depth of field was not yet awake.

His brow furrowed, his thin lips pursed, as if in a nightmare.

She reached out and gently smoothed her frowning brow, leaned over, and gently left a kiss on his forehead, sighing slightly.

Don't be afraid, I'm here.