Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Fu Qiran said expressionlessly: "Tell me about it."

"I love No. 2. I can feel that feeling. She is in the bottom of my heart. Once I touch her, the feeling will become uncontrollable and extremely strong."

Bo Yunli spoke calmly, with a confused look in his eyes: "I'm like crazy. I want to love her. I want to love her with all my strength until we both go crazy."

Bo Yunli said calmly, and Fu Qiran stood aside with his pockets in his pockets, his head lowered, and listened calmly.

"But. Even with such a hot and strong love, I found that there is still a quiet corner in my heart, reserved for No. 1. Every bit of my experience with her is like a long stream of water. , I can't let it go. Every time I see her crying, I can't help but want to wipe her tears and make her happy.

I feel sorry for her and pity her from the bottom of my heart, not because of guilt.

But I think that if one day I realize that I have lost No. 2 forever, I will be desperate and painfully wishing to die, and I may even actually die. But if I lose No. 1, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life. "

"Regret your life, which means you won't die," Fu Qiran replied coldly, "Maybe you have another kind of feeling for No. 1, but that is not pure love."

"Maybe so."

Bo Yunli smiled bitterly and said, "But none of that matters now."

"What's the meaning?"

"Because I can feel sorry for myself, but I can't feel sorry for No. 1, and I can't let her get hurt again because of me. This is not a choice, but a responsibility and a basic conscience."

Bo Yunli raised his head and looked at the door panel with a confused look.

"Perhaps what the book says is true. Not everyone can marry in love, but even if your partner is not in love, she must be precious in your life.

I should treat her well."

Fu Qiran squinted his eyes, feeling upset.

He stretched out his hand, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, held it in his hand, lit it with a lighter, and took out another one at the same time: "Or? I think you need one now."

Bo Yunli glanced at it and shook his head: "You go outside, smoking is not allowed in the hospital."

Of course Fu Qiran couldn't listen. He smiled and said, "Bo Yunli, Bo Yunli, sometimes you are just too stubborn."

"So, what about you?" Bo Yunli frowned and glanced at him.

"Me, what?" He raised his eyebrows.

"You're right No. 2."

"What can she and I have?"

Fu Qiran's voice became louder with excitement, then he turned his eyes to the side and looked at the banana tree outside the window: "We broke up long ago."

"But didn't you hate each other last time and show sympathy for each other?" Bo Yunli was confused, "Why did we say goodbye?"

"That woman, it's not like you don't know."

Fu Qiran muttered, suddenly lost the intention to smoke, put out the cigarette, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it with his feet.

"Inexplicable, uncertain, and with a bad temper. I thought she was an upgraded version of the fusion of Number One and Number Three, but it turned out that the upgrade was an upgrade. She inherited all the shortcomings of Number One and Number Three.

What's more, I want to help No. 3, and it's only a matter of time before I break up with her, right? "

"Yes." Bo Yunli frowned.

Fu Qiran looked at him, and then couldn't help but sneer again: "Don't tell me, you are still worried about No. 2, thinking that No. 1 has you and the family behind her, No. 3 has me, and she is left alone. The earth is pitiful, right? Bo Yunli, Bo Yunli, you are really great."

Bo Yunli frowned and said nothing.

"Do not worry."

Fu Qiran leaned back against the wall, folding his hands on his chest: "She is very difficult to deal with, but she doesn't lose easily. There is never a shortage of people around her. As long as she is willing, she can win with her fingers." It was stupid men who rushed forward and surrounded her."

His eyes were deep.

I don’t remember how long it took, but the words “Under Surgery” in the operating room finally changed. The doctor came out and told the patient that he was out of danger and was expected to wake up soon.

They both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Sheng Xianglin is really indifferent. Once he heard that his life was not in danger, he didn't even look at his daughter."

Fu Qiran raised the corner of his mouth: "This really makes me cherish my No. 3 even more."

He glanced inside and saw a piece of pure white sheets, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly retracted.

"I'm leaving first, Bo Yunli, don't tell her I've been here."

"So fast." Bo Yunli had just finished signing.

"After all, if I see the woman I guarded all night, and when she wakes up, what she sees is not the pair of eyes I want to see, I think I will be so angry that I lose my temper here. "

Fu Qiran rubbed his fingers, turned his head, and then patted Bo Yunli on the shoulder with a smile.

"So, this arduous task is best left to you. Hurry up and behave well in front of the fiancée who has been deeply hurt by you, Bo Yunli."

Fu Qiran left and disappeared into the vast night.

Bo Yunli squinted his eyes and looked at his back. After a while, he suddenly said, "Since when did we become like this?"

Did it start when she discovered Sheng Jiaoyang's sudden change in temperament, or did it start when Sheng Jiaoyang returned to school, or did it start from that engagement party.

They each fell in love with a girl who could both be called Sheng Jiaoyang at the same time.

They can still be friends, but they can't go back to the past.

Fu Qiran's figure didn't stop.

I don’t know if I didn’t hear it or if I didn’t want to answer.

Jiaoyang woke up quickly. Before dawn the next day, he stayed by her bedside and witnessed with his own eyes her eyelashes trembled slightly for a few times and then opened.

His eyes were filled with joy and he was about to cry, but her eyes were lifeless.

"What are you doing here?" There was no emotion in her voice.

Bo Yunli's expression froze, then he lowered his head, remained silent for a while, stretched out his hand, and carefully tightened hers.

"I am your fiancé. If I don't guard you, who will guard you?"

Her face was so pale that it hurt his heart.

Jiaoyang glanced at him, and then looked away, her eyes still dull.

"Go away, I don't want to see you. But if you stay here and just want to make sure No. 2 is okay, then please do so."

"Jiaoyang." Bo Yunli looked helpless, but this was indeed his fault.

The damage had been done and he couldn't undo it. The only thing he could do was to try his best to make up for it.

"Jiaoyang, I was wrong. I was wrong before. But last night, I was thinking outside for a long time. I'm sorry. Until now, I still can't see through my own heart. But I can guarantee that I will definitely use my I will protect you and cherish you with all my strength as a husband."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with tears in her eyes: "What did you say? You mean, you don't want to find No. 2 anymore?"

Bo Yunli's body stiffened uncontrollably, and he tried his best to put on a reassuring smile on his face: "Well, I won't look for him anymore."

She cried and threw herself into his arms, so fragile, like a small creature that was likely to die if it encountered danger.

Bo Yunli patted her thin back with his hands again and again, showing great patience and gentleness.

"I will never leave you again, absolutely not." He would never and could not let her suffer such hurt a second time.

"good."

Jiaoyang smiled, her eyes filled with tears.

It's all lies.

Yunli, as long as No. 2 doesn't disappear for a day, you won't be able to take back the heart that fell on her and return it to me.

Two chapters in one.