Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 667 Regret for not taking the initiative ([-])

I haven't seen her for a few days, but her pure white and clean gardenia is rapidly decaying and withering, her face is haggard and dull, her big black eyes are full of fatigue, and her eyes seem to be 40 years old.

It's like going from a simple and carefree girl in her teens to middle age, and these decades are still spent in defeat.

At the beginning, I looked at the white skirt that was obviously loose on her body, and then at her exposed arms and thighs. She was skinny, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as skinny.

Her eyes were wet and uncomfortable. What happened to Lu Yulin hit Jiang Nian hard.

She let Jiang Nian into the room, and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

When I touched her fingers at the beginning, they were long and thin, not as juicy and tender as before.

"Sister." Jiang Nian called out, "Lu Yulin is dying."

She wanted to get angry at Chu Shi, but she was so sad that she just wanted to cry.

After Lu Yulin got into a car accident, she basically didn't eat for the past few days, only drinking some water when she was too thirsty.

She couldn't sleep at night, let alone during the day, and she lost weight so quickly.

In addition, Xu Danqing kept asking her to sever her relationship with Lu Yulin, but she refused, quarreled with her parents at home, and even cut her wrists to commit suicide.

Xu Danqing said that she will not be cared about anymore, she doesn't care about her affairs whether she lives or dies, just treat her as her daughter.

Anyway, she still has a child, if Jiang Jingsheng is willing, she will have another child with Jiang Jingsheng.

"Have you eaten yet?" At the beginning, he had no feelings for Lu Yulin. Although he sighed, he felt that a young master like him deserved it, and even drove after drinking.

There are so many drivers in the family, so it’s okay to ask the driver to come over or call a substitute driver. As a result, drunk driving kills himself and others, and the harm is huge.

She felt sorry for Jiang Nian even more, fearing that she would fall ill and not be able to cheer up in the future.

"I can not eat."

Jiang Nian shook her head, her eyes were tired, her eyes were dry from crying, they were red and swollen, and the huge dark circles were obvious.

"I'm going to cook a bowl of noodles for you." At the beginning, I didn't know how to do anything else, but I knew how to cook noodles, and the cooking was not bad.

She poured Jiang Nian a glass of water and went to the kitchen. While boiling the water, she came out to see Jiang Nian several times at the beginning, and of course she saw the scar on her wrist.

She has seen that kind of traces on the Internet. Some people will post photos of themselves self-harm on the Internet.

At the beginning, I felt uncomfortable. If such a young girl didn't know Lu Yulin, she would finish high school happily, go to a good university, and meet many outstanding boys of the same age.

After the noodles are cooked, they go out with the noodle bowl at the beginning.

Jiang Nian was still sitting there, probably because she hadn't slept for a long time, she was in a trance, her eyes were loose.

When he walked up to her at the beginning, she didn't even notice.

At first, I was afraid that she would not be able to accept it and would become the next Bo Yinyin, and suddenly go crazy too.

She heard that people who have experienced great grief and pain are prone to mental abnormalities.

Chu Shi handed the noodle bowl to her: "Eat quickly, I will accompany you to the hospital after eating."

Jiang Nian's eyes were dull and numb. She took the noodle bowl and looked at the top slices of meat and vegetables. She had no appetite at all.

There was another reminder at the beginning.

Jiang Nian picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and twisted them together, and she put them in her mouth.

Seeing her eating, I finally had a little smile on my face at first.

After Jiang Nian finished the first mouthful, she took a second mouthful of noodles, and at the third mouthful she suddenly vomited it out, and the bowl of noodles was knocked over on the floor.

She started to cough and vomit all the time. She vomited out all the noodles she had just eaten. She hadn’t eaten anything other than drinking water these days. After spitting out the noodles, what she vomited was yellow-brown water, which soon turned black. Painted water.

(End of this chapter)