Kiss You, Sweetheart

She didn't know whether her mother and son would be indifferent after that. She only knew that she was right to do so.

She has to think about Bo Jiayan's life and the whole Bo family.

Bo en was stunned for a while, stood up, picked up the mobile phone on the table, slowly went to the French window, looked at the opposite tall buildings, gently breathed.

Little uncle, where are you?

Heart, pain!

However, they are numb. When they think of Bo Jiayan, they feel like this. They are tortured every day.

Little uncle, you too.

Bo en slightly moistens her eyes, breathes in to calm her mood, unlocks her mobile phone, and tries to call Bo Jiayan. She thinks that there will be an electronic female voice, and says coldly that she is not in the service area for the time being.

As a result, it was connected. Listening to the sound of Dudu, Bo en's whole body was in good spirits.

The mobile phone was soon connected, and it was Bo Jiayan's low voice: "you finally called."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was in such a slightly resentful tone that Bo en's heart ached again.

She slightly closed her eyes and calmed her voice: "little uncle, where are you?"

"Do you care about me?"

Bo en en

"I want to talk to you."

"About what, about your wedding date, or about being with me?" Bo Jiayan said bitterly, "or Put a knife in my chest again. "

Tears, all of a sudden rolled down Bo en's eyes, she secretly bit slightly trembling lips.

Each other, there is a moment of silence.

Bo en en took a deep breath. Bo Jiayan was still in a bad mood. It was obviously not a good time to talk. She said in a low voice: "in this case, another day..."

"Where are you?" Bo Jiayan interrupts Bo en'en. How can he miss any chance to get in touch with her.

The words are resentful, but the heart is loving.

Even if she constantly stabbed him in the heart, he could not help but love.

"I'm in the company."

"I came to see you." Bochayan finished and hung up.

Bo en lowered his hand, slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, leaning on the back of the sofa, quietly waiting.

When bochayan came, no one informed him. He directly opened the door of the office. Bo en was leaning on the sofa with one hand, watching him appear at the door, and slowly sat up straight.

I haven't seen you for two days, but it's like I've been away for a long time. When I see you, I feel like I've been gone for a lifetime.

He is not slovenly, nor haggard, his aura is still strong, but Bo en en in his eyes, see a touch of heartache.

All the strong, are done to outsiders to see.

The real sadness was hidden in his heart and under his eyes. Only she could see it.

Bo en's eyes drooped slightly, some small escape. Heart, be strangled some pain.

Bo Jiayan came over and stood in front of her. His familiar breath surrounded her. His voice was faint: "what do you want to talk about?"

Bo en slightly pursed his mouth, slowly stood up, helpless, low his head, always look up.

Bo Jiayan's face was quiet, his eyes were deep and low, waiting for her to speak.

"Little uncle..." Bo en called lightly. Although he had written a lot in his heart just now, he still felt that his words were difficult.

"Between us, there is really a lack of heart to heart talk."

"Heart to heart!" Bo Jiayan's mouth, a little cold thin, "well, you say, I listen to see, what is heart to heart."