my guardian Mr. Bo

Chapter 242 Uncle, You Turn Back
not dead!
Bo Yan was shocked by these three words, his heart suddenly started beating violently, his eyes were fixed on the crowd, and he kept searching. At this time, Ai Rui heard the phone ringing again, so he quickly took it out from the helicopter .

It's still that strange number.

Ai Rui hesitated for a moment, but still connected.

……

The people in the crowd had already been taken onto the rescue plane, and Bo Yan rushed over, while Ai Rui was dumbfounded on the spot.

Because he connected to the phone, and the voice on the phone...

That's clear, it's clear...

that moment.

Ai Rui clearly felt his breathing stagnated.

"Chairman, chief, phone, your phone—!" Shocked and astonished, Ai Rui hurriedly chased after him and shouted to stop him. Then, in his sight, he stretched out his hand and handed him the mobile phone.

Bo Yan looked at the phone that had already been connected, and then at Ai Rui's eager eyes. For a moment, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, as if he had suddenly realized something.

In the mobile phone, there was a faint voice coming from the phone.

But it was a soft and pleasant, girlish voice.

"Hey, uncle, are you there, are you listening...?"

Bo Yan was startled when he heard the sound, and became numb for a moment.

The hand holding the phone also trembled slightly, and her cold lips moved, but at this moment, for some reason, she couldn't make any sound.

No one noticed that his cold and slender eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist.

Eye sockets are a little moist.

She, didn't die...?
Not only was she not dead, but she was still calling him...?
Excessive grief and shock alternated with great surprise at this time. Bo Yan raised his eyes to look at the crowd, scanning the crowd frantically. There was never a moment when he wanted to see someone eagerly, just to prove that she was still alive. No joke, he can't afford it.

Really, he can't afford it.

He couldn't accept such blows one after another.

An Ge'er turned around with her mobile phone in her hand, and watched those passengers being sent to the private jet one by one. While she was relieved from the bottom of her heart, she was also worried about the other end of the phone.

what's the situation?
The phone is clearly connected, but no one speaks? ?

But she didn't want to hang up, because she seemed to hear subtle movements over there, even the somewhat rapid breathing.

However, just as she was about to leave from the bushes, she saw something, her fingertips trembled, and the phone she was holding almost slipped.

Shock.

He, shouldn't he be in City A! ?

In the next second, An Ge'er's eyes became sore and swollen.

Just in front of the open space not far ahead, she saw that slender figure, followed by Ai Rui, who was holding a phone in his hand, but he never stopped, looking for someone everywhere.

It's getting a little windy on the island.

The wind blew his ink-like broken hair a little messy, but it made his slender and tall figure even more, indescribably lonely and desolate, and even more indescribably distressed.

An Ge'er didn't know.

She couldn't figure it out either.

Obviously it should be my uncle in city A, why did he appear on this island at this time.

……

Bo Yan's footsteps were hurried and messy, his eyes were red, the phone paused for a while, and suddenly a voice came, making Bo Yan's footsteps stop suddenly.

She said, "Uncle, turn around."

So, Bo Yan stood still and turned around slowly.

That white and slender figure slowly appeared before his eyes little by little...

She was still holding a black phone close to her ear, and she was slowly putting it down...

The slightly curly long hair fluttered in the wind like seaweed, and a few strands of blue hair brushed past her eyes, making her more messy and beautiful.

Under the white knee-length blouse, two slender and white legs are slowly approaching him step by step.

It is still the pure and charming face, the sparkling eyes like peach blossoms, the upturned little nose, and the bright red lips, everything is so familiar, if not for her fair face stained with a little gray, and that Wiping the blood under the corners of his eyes, he even thought that her appearance was a dream.

It was a hallucination of his.

However, the moment An Ge'er saw him again, her eyes became hot first, and then her nose began to sore. Didn't she feel wronged for herself and afraid of what happened before.

It's because she has never seen the uncle at this moment.

She didn't know what he should be worried about to be like this...

At this moment, what she saw of him was pale with a clear and charming face, which was an abnormal, almost transparent white.

The originally clear and cold eyes were covered with an impenetrable mist.

The sharp and thin lips, the afterglow of the dawn fell mistyly, fell on those lips, spread a layer of bloody halo...

"...Uncle."

An Ge'er felt a sharp pain in her heart, she let out a soft cry, and ran over in the next moment, slamming into his arms and onto his chest.

Bo Yan's body took two steps back from her collision, feeling the temperature in front of him, hugging him tightly, he suddenly closed his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and hugged him even tighter. lost her...

An Ge'er fought back the sour tears of missing in her eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a sentence.

I don’t know where I learned this sentence: The happiest thing in the world is that when you hug someone, he hugs you even tighter.

……

Like embracing your own life, embracing your love.

Hugging him tightly, An Ge'er still couldn't help the pain in her heart, it was obviously summer, but his body was completely cold, only the heart under his chest was beating violently at this moment.

An Ge'er slowly raised her head to look at him, he put his hand on her hair, and stroked it lightly, it seemed that he was trying to comfort her, but only An Ge'er felt it, he caressed her hair The fingertips of his own hair trembled slightly.

An Ge'er finally couldn't help sobbing, her eyes were red, and under his obsessed and grateful gaze, she tiptoed slightly, wrapped her hands around his neck, and pressed her bright red lips...

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slightly closed eyes slowly shed two lines of tears.

She really didn't want to cry.

He was worried enough, scared enough, but she couldn't help it at this moment.

It's just so useless.

Tears slid down her cheeks, and when she tasted the salty taste, her heart ached more and more.

He tightly clasped the back of her head, leaned over, left her lips, and said a word into her ear...

　Fu Zai: Babies, do you still have tickets? 【Look at Fu Zai's Star Eyes】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)