Bo Qichen's gaze was momentary, he kept staring at the figure on the screen so closely, watching her do it step by step in an orderly manner, and then threw the ham sausage into it like last time.
Bo Qichen smiled, he hadn't laughed since Yan Yanqi disappeared.
Yan Yanqi in the kitchen closed the lid, and then sat down on the counter, waiting silently, hanging his head and looking at his feet quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The picture is frozen in motion.
Bo Qichen raised his hand, and his slender fingers fell on the figure on the screen, landed on her little head, and touched it gently.
Just looking at her like this, his heart felt like it was filled.
Who knows how he has lived these months, the walking dead is not to be exaggerated, it is like suddenly losing a soul, like a child suddenly losing his favorite toy, like the red roses in the yard suddenly losing the moisture of the sun.
But Suddenly, Bo Qichen's fingers stiffened, and his eyes gradually became fierce.
Why didn't she come back, even though she was still there?
Everyone told him that she was dead, in ashes, and that there was nothing left.
However, she was still there, watching him struggle so painfully, what did she think Or is it that she really hasn't liked herself along the way, or that she has been too strong for so long, and she is just close to herself There is only one you in the seventh world, but I never seem to be able to see through you and walk into you.
Can anyone give me a suitable reason "I haven't liked anyone, you're the first, you think I'm bad, you can say it, but you ran away."
Qiao Bei, the Qiao family hid it for her, did it have been discussed a long time ago At the birthday banquet that day, what she said really seemed to be saying goodbye, and then the decisive back was just a rub shoulder, and when he turned around, she had already disappeared.
He thought that he would never find that heartbeat again in this life, but when they met at Qiao's house for the first time that day, she was stunned for a moment, and then ignored his gaze and existence the whole time, as if she was deliberately avoiding him.
After yesterday, she stared at Yan Yanqi's position in a daze, and in the morning, she stood in the backyard, secretly looking at the withered rose, and shook her head.
Yan Yan seven, is your acting skills too clumsy, or do I know your every move too well.
Yan Yanqi cleaned up the kitchen, went out with a lunch box in his hand, and then got into the car.
As soon as she left, Lao Bai took out the phone and called Bo Qichen as soon as possible.
"Seventh Master, Shu Yan Xiaojie has already gotten in the car."
Bo Qichen responded, "Hmm."
Then he turned off the picture in front of him and hung up the phone.
Turning his gaze out the window, Bo Qichen's eyes were cold.
Are you coming back now, are you giving anyone a chance, since you're here, don't leave me again May you still be the same boy you were at the beginning.
When Yan Yanqi entered the classroom, Bo Qichen sat on the chair with his eyes closed, his chest rose and fell slightly, it seemed that he was asleep, and there was a faint dark blue under his eyes.
Yan Yanqi pursed his lips, and then gently put down the lunch box in his hand.
After a moment's hesitation, she glanced at the time and decided to go to the restaurant to eat.
There was a "snap", and the wrist was grabbed violently
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