Three years, one thousand and ninety-five days. Bo Qingchen has always existed as a lonely king, and there has never been a moment when his black hair is messy and towers over his head, and the white shirt on the man's body is soaked with rain and blood. All calmness and reason were left behind, and there was a palpable panic and anxiety on the man's face and under his eyes.

"Boss! If you hesitate, it's really too late! ”

Bo Qingchen clenched his fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hand exploded, and he took a deep look at Shi Ran, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, and had completely lost consciousness.

He seemed to be able to see the woman's passing life, and he could see that her body was full of flowers that only grew on the Yellow Spring Road.

Fear, a strong fear spread in the heart of the man.

"Boat! Ambulance! Fast!!! ”

...

What Bo Qingchen hated most since he was a child was this feeling of uncontrollability.

This king-like man has a great desire to control.

But he has this magical power that forces everything around him to develop according to his mind.

But... The woman in the ward, whose skin was pale and did not have a trace of blood, had ten stitches on her head, her leg was broken, and if it weren't for the regular beating of the heartbeat detector...

The man's hand holding the cigarette paused, his tired eyes full of irritation.

No, he very much didn't want Shi Ran to die.

However, not long after Shi Ran was released from prison, counting this time today, there have been three times when he almost died in front of his eyes.

Bo Qingchen took a puff of cigarette butt, trying to suppress the restlessness and madness in his heart.

Why, he didn't feel happy at all.

"Brother!"

"Bo Qingchen!"

Two voices with completely different emotions sounded at the same time, Bo Qingchen pinched the cigarette butt, and continued to look at the smoke in the air.

"Bo Qingchen! What did you do again this time! How could Shi Ran have a car accident, do you have to kill her, do you really have to kill her with your own hands to enjoy it?! Leng Mingcheng roared, he grabbed Bo Qingchen's collar and pulled the man over, his eyes full of anger and pain.

Bo Ruize, who came with him, was directly shocked, and hurriedly pulled Leng Mingcheng's hand, "Brother Mingcheng, what are you doing, do you have something to say!" This little sister was in a car accident, and it wasn't my brother who caused the accident, the accident, it was all an accident. Let go! ”

Otherwise, it's you!

The last sentence Bo Ruize didn't say.

"How could it not be that he did it, otherwise he Bo Qingchen would not have attended the project meeting in Tongcheng and stayed here?" Leng Mingcheng is conclusive.

But let Bo Ruize directly pale his face.

That's just the way it is.

Bo Qingchen's dark pupils were obscure, and he calmly looked at Leng Mingcheng's eyes full of anger, with a bit of indescribable deep meaning.

Guarded?!

In an instant, the man crushed the spark of the cigarette butt, slapped Leng Mingcheng's forehead, strangled the other party's neck with his arm, and the handsome head approached Leng Mingcheng's instantaneous face, the distance between the two was less than one centimeter, and Bo Qingchen directly pressed the person against the wall.

His hoarse and tired voice couldn't hide the coldness in his bones, "Leng Mingcheng, you can't help it now, you actually did it to me for a woman." ”

Leng Mingcheng's face instantly turned from white to red, and then to purple, and he was a little out of breath.

"Ahem!" Bo Ruize's eyes widened, he coughed a few times in a hurry, and immediately grabbed Bo Qingchen's arm after finding that something was wrong, "Brother, let go, this is yours..."