Chapter 779: Dream Part I (5)
Bo Qingshen took out a small brown bottle, which was maca pain relief tablets, and she twisted the cap of the bottle and paused: "You have been taking this medicine?" ”
“…… Well. He glanced away.
Although the pain-relieving effect of this kind of powerful medicine is superior, the side effects are extremely great, Bo Qing threw the medicine bottle aside, and walked out of the special elevator with the person in his arms.
Outside, the rain was like a pillar, the lightning and thunder roared, the sky was bright and out, and the light and darkness were so uncertain that the people of a single pedestrian were frightened.
"Boom !!"
A thunderclap pierced the sky and smashed down to the ground, intense and ferocious, deafening.
Bo Qing obviously noticed that the body of the person in his arms trembled, and his thin fingers clenched her shirt tightly, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, and he muttered words that she couldn't hear clearly.
Bo Qing always knew that the other party was afraid of thunder, four years ago, when it came to a thunderstorm night, he would lose sleep all night, and he was extremely disobedient, and only at that time would she show him a strange tenderness.
The temperature from the demon was his only source of heat.
Bo Qing wanted to put the person in the passenger seat, but Su Li grabbed her shirt and didn't let go, his eyes were wet, he was helpless and pitiful, like a puppy about to be abandoned.
Her eyes darkened, the other party's appearance at the moment really made her want to bully, to see him cry, to leave red marks on his white neck, and to see his suffocating struggle.
Bo Qing knew that she was abnormal, and the report given to her by her private psychiatrist said that he had moderate antisocial personality disorder, and when she saw the report, there was not much surprise, she had no empathy for anything since she was a child, and she was more of a cold bystander, and occasionally inserted a knife, for no reason, just simply thinking.
Just like the first time she saw Su Li, she wanted to bully this person, his body was weak, he looked sick, and he had a pair of devastating eyes, which inspired her to think darkly.
Bo looked at the person in his arms, the slender neck seemed to be broken when pinched, which was a fatal temptation for her, like a poppy addiction, she took a deep breath, calmed down, and sat in the main car in this posture, under the night rain, she drove the car carefully, and her hands trembled.
On a stormy night, a black Bentley drove into the Rayson Rainforest, the rain was crashing, the thunder was surging, but the wheels were spinning like flying, splashing up a half-human-high column of water, and then slamming into the side of the road.
Su Li was lying in her arms, quiet and well-behaved, Xu was too weak and gradually lost consciousness.
In a trance, he seemed to have had a long dream, the stars poured back, time flowed backwards, and everything returned to the time before it happened............
It was early autumn in September, the weather was still sultry, the cicadas were singing, and the two ginkgo trees at the entrance of Xiuheng Middle School were still green, and the green thin leaves were swaying in the wind, angry and naughty.
A boy with rimless glasses sat on the steps of the school gate, his forehead sweating, his cheeks pale, his chapped lips, and a heavy suitcase on the side, on which the boy was lying half-lying, the sun scorching and blinding, shaking his eyelids.
Because it was the beginning of the school season, the school gate was full of traffic, pedestrians were endless, but no one was willing to stop the pace to care about the safety of a stranger, drowsy, a tall and slender shadow fell on him, without the scorching sun, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.