My Corpse is Bohemian

"I know a few good surgeons, would you like me to make an appointment for you?" Jian Ningxuan looked serious.

"No, my injury is really not serious." An Bu politely declined.

Jian Ningxuan carefully watched those videos and photos, and didn't think that kind of injury could be called "not serious" at all.

"What if I leave a scar?" Jian Ningxuan stared at the half of her face that was exposed outside the bandages. With some obsessive-compulsive disorder, he couldn't stand an inexplicable flaw on a perfect thing. Although this face does not belong to him, it will be active in his sight for a long time to come.

"It won't leave a scar." An Bu replied casually, looking at the fruits on the table. She specially selected four different colors of fruits. Will he eat them?

"Why are you sure you won't leave scars?" Jian Ningxuan felt that this girl really didn't take her face seriously.

An Bu picked up a small fork, forked a piece of kiwi fruit, and held it in front of him: "Because the fruit can beautify."

Jian Ningxuan: "..." Are you serious?

"Try it, it tastes really good." An Bu highly recommended.

Jian Ningxuan's face was cold and motionless.

"Should I feed you?" In order to see him glow and change color, An Bu put on a bandaged face and forced a "beauty trick".

Jian Ningxuan's brows twitched, took the fork, and put the kiwi fruit into his mouth.

An Bu stared at him intently, a few seconds passed, but nothing happened.

Strange, why doesn't it glow? Doesn't he like eating kiwis?

"Try mango again?" An Bu pushed the fruit plate towards him.

Jian Ningxuan put down his fork: "I'll eat the fruit later, let's continue the topic just now."

"Don't talk about this, we can still maintain the master-employer relationship."

One sentence blocked Mr. Jane.

Seeing that the fruit strategy was not very successful, An Bu got up and said, "Would you like to stay for lunch?"

"...Okay, harassment." Jian Ningxuan, who was very comfortable here, couldn't make a refusal against his will.

Since An Bu was reluctant to discuss her injury, he didn't need to be **** others. He temporarily put the treatment aside and offered help when she really needed it.

Jian Ningxuan sat on the sofa, her slender fingers were folded together, her left thumb gently rubbed the knuckles of her right index finger, her ice-blue eyes flickered faintly, drifting to the direction of the kitchen from time to time.

This was the first time he was a guest at an unfamiliar house. It seemed a bit rude to be empty-handed, and the other party was still wounded. He came to visit himself without even bringing a gift.

Thinking of this, Jian Ningxuan stood up, came to the door of the kitchen, and said to An Bu, who was busy inside, "I'll go out."

"Okay." An Bu replied without turning his head.

Forty minutes later, An Bu brought the food to the table, and Jian Ningxuan just came back, holding a bouquet of flowers, 11 pink roses, several purple forget-me-nots surrounded by gypsophila for decoration.

"For you." He handed the bouquet to An Bu, "I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Thank you." In An Bu's eyes, this bouquet of flowers was a big white, a black and a little bit of gray, but she still returned a sincere smile.

"Wash your hands and get ready to eat." An Bu found a ceramic vase, put the flowers in place, and put them on the coffee table, adding a new color to the room.

Lunch is very rich, beef with sauce (brown), tomato octopus (orange red), stir-fried leeks (green), egg and shrimp tofu (golden), rouge drunk radish (pink), amaranth soup (purple), plus a colorful dish Salads are colorful and delicious.

Jian Ningxuan looked at the dishes on this table and always felt that An Bu had an extraordinary obsession with colors, whether it was accessories or food.

"It's a common meal, you're welcome." An Bu helped Jian Ning Xuan serve a bowl of soup, then sat across from him, nibbling on a vegetable salad while observing calmly.

Jian Ningxuan eats very quietly, his long fingers are not very skilled in using chopsticks, and he can see that he should be used to eating Western food.

At this moment, a tinge of brown suddenly appeared in front of him, An Bu made a move, and his eyes quickly swept over the beef in sauce that Jian Ningxuan had just eaten. Immediately afterwards, another flash of pink flashed on his body, this time it was Rouge Drunken Radish.

When it was his turn to tomato octopus and stir-fried leeks, nothing changed until he tasted the colorful salad, and four colors of yellow, green, red, and purple flashed on his body one after another, corresponding to corn, peas, cherry tomatoes, and purple cabbage. .

An Bu watched very intently, his jet-black pupils flickered, and an indescribable joy surged in his heart. For her, who hadn't seen color in more than eighty years, even a brief bright color was so beautiful.

When a person lives alone, one can appreciate the ups and downs, see the red, yellow, blue, green and purple, and feel the joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, but her world is only a dull and dull world. She worked hard to accumulate anger points, just to restore the sense of normal people and find the joy of living.

"What are you looking at?" Jian Ningxuan finally couldn't help but ask after being stared at by An Bu for a few minutes.

An Bu sincerely praised: "Mr. Jian, you are really radiant." It's not flattery, it's absolutely realistic.

Jian Ningxuan: "…"

I just ate a piece of egg tofu, and the golden light appeared, more dazzling than any previous dish. An Bu's focused eyes were reflected transparently and brilliantly.

"Mr. Jian, do you like egg tofu very much?"

"Yeah." Jian Ningxuan's brows stretched, and there was relief in her low voice.

An Bu has probably figured out some routines. Only by letting him eat the food he likes and eat it happily will the anger in his body show color.

By the time lunch was over, An Bu had already formulated a food strategy plan in his mind on how to properly feed Mr. Jian.

Jian Ningxuan still had work in the afternoon and did not stay at An Bu's house for too long. After drinking a cup of tea, he said goodbye and left.

Back at the residence, Jian Ningxuan turned on the phone and immediately received dozens of text messages. He quickly browsed and turned on the computer at the same time. While checking the market research report from his subordinates, he conducted a technical analysis of the stock K-line. His brain was running fast and his spirit was highly concentrated.

After dozens of minutes, he replied to his subordinates one by one, issued instructions, and prepared for the challenge of the market that may fluctuate at any time.

"Huh." Jian Ningxuan pulled off the collar, got up and walked towards the bathroom. The heat on his body made him feel very uncomfortable. Only when he was at work could he temporarily forget about the abnormality of his body.

The cold water swept across Qiu Jin's body, forming layers of mist, and the body temperature was as high as 44 degrees. For a normal person, it was life-threatening, but he lived to be 29 years old without any disease or pain. It was just this unbearable high fever. It also accompanied him for twenty-nine years. He originally thought that nothing would change in this life, but he never expected to meet a girl who could bring him coolness and tranquility.

She couldn't help but appear in her mind, Jian Ningxuan's mouth raised slightly, and her cold eyebrows stretched a little unconsciously.

Walking out of the bathroom with a bath towel around, looking at the emptiness of the room and the cool tones around, Jian Ningxuan suddenly felt that something was missing. Could it be that after being poisoned by the colorful decoration style of Anbu's house, his aesthetics have also changed?

Shaking his head and putting this terrible conjecture behind him, Jian Ningxuan went back to the computer to check the follow-up progress of the accident. After confirming that An Bu was the disfigured girl, Jian Ningxuan not only admired her bravery, pity her kindness, but was also angry at her experience.

Netizens have already started to search the world for the scum who hurt her, and he must be made to publicly apologize and accept the punishment he deserves.

In less than a day and a half, the identity of that person was revealed by the supernatural netizens.

Huang Kaiping, 48 years old, the deputy security team of a company, is currently on vacation. The police quickly pinpointed his location and brought him back to the police station on a charge of intentional injury, but the victim would have to be found if he was to be convicted.

So, someone started a post on the Internet looking for an angel, hoping that the girl would show up and seek justice for herself.

However, a few days later, there is still no news of the girl. In the video, her face was covered in blood, and she could only see the outline. She only knew the model and color of the car she was driving, but no license plate was photographed. This incident made netizens complain for a long time. The car was photographed, but no one took the license plate. It was incredible, as if these guys collectively blocked the license plate at the same time.

Things took a turn for the seventh day after the accident, when someone claimed on Facebook that they had found the girl.

[The angel turned out to be her! ] @ Bemona.

【Bemora? That third-tier star? 】

[What, is my Lala? ! 】

[Looking carefully, Bemona does look a bit like that girl. 】

[The official blog did say a few days ago that Bemona was injured, but it didn't say how or where the injury was. 】

[The paparazzi took a few photos, Lala's face was wrapped in bandages, and the right side was injured. 】

[Fuck, is it true or false? Such a coincidence? 】

…

Reporters and netizens flocked to Bemona's official blog to ask her for the truth.

Bemona's official blog published a message that simulates Liang Ke: [Lala is seriously injured this time and needs a period of rehabilitation. I hope everyone can support her as always and help her through this difficult time. 】

It was neither admitted nor denied, but soon after, the Star Entertainment Company, where Bemonla belonged to, filed a lawsuit against Huang Kaiping. This move undoubtedly proved everyone's conjecture in a disguised form.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Bemona's popularity has skyrocketed in a very short period of time, her name frequently appeared on major media platforms, and various praises came one after another. Names such as "Angel with Broken Wings", "The Most Beautiful Star", and "Goddess of Kindness" were all thrown at her as if they didn't want money.

So, when An Bu's injury basically recovered, someone succeeded in taking what she had done on him.