Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

The old man immediately choked. He was so angry that he almost didn't lift it up at one breath. He just trembled his fingers, pointed to thin cold pool angrily and shamefully, and scolded: "you, you..."

Bo Yu was startled and hurriedly gathered around the old lady.

She carefully helped her along, while comforting her without trace: "Mom, ah Chi was brought up by you and dad. You should know more about his temperament than anyone else."

"I don't know anything else, but after my father's death in recent years, I saw Ah Chi's efforts with my own eyes. If we didn't have ah Chi, maybe we would have..."

It fell apart when my father died five years ago!

How can our Bo family last until now? And it still exists in a strong posture.

Bo Yu smiled helplessly and continued: "Mom, I remember when ah Chi was a child, you loved him most. Every time I had a dispute with him, you asked me to let him."

"Why don't you just let him go this time."

The old lady was stunned and her eyes were confused. If she was a girl from another family, she would not stop, but it was the Song family... The old lady hung her eyes and curled her dry fingers in the quilt.

In fact, the five-year agreement with Bo Hanchi was just Su Qin's delaying strategy.

From beginning to end, she would not allow them to be together.

Seeing that his mother has been silent, Bo Yu can't help frowning and can't help but continue to say, "Mom..."

"Xiao Yu, you don't have to say any more. I probably understand what Grandma means."

Thin cold pool raised his lips and said with a smile.

The old lady's heart cluttered, and she always felt that her mind had been seen through with her deep black eyes.

She collected her eyes, took a breath and said, "OK, I promise you, what do you want the yuan family to do?"

"Grandma, if I even need to teach this thing, then the existence of the yuan family is meaningless. It's better to......" Bo Hanchi coldly raised his eyebrows and flashed a cruel look at the bottom of his eyes.

"That's enough!" the old lady's face suddenly cooled down, "ah Chi, I'll ask the yuan family to explain this to you. Go!"

"Xiao Yu, Beiyang, you go out too. I want to be alone."

With that, she closed her eyes wearily.

Thin cold pool hooked his lips and turned away without hesitation. His back was very straight.

Bo Yu tilted his mouth, sighed helplessly, and got up and went out.

Fan Beiyang fell behind. He looked at Su Qin, who was lying in bed and looked tired. His eyes flashed with pain, but he couldn't say anything, even comforting words.

Fan Beiyang shook his head silently, sighed slightly in his heart, and then turned to leave.

"Beiyang, do you think I'm very selfish?"

As soon as he stepped away, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him. Fan Beiyang was stunned. His back was tense for a moment, and a bright flash flashed through the depths of his eyes.

For a long time, fan Beiyang turned around and quietly looked at those eyes with the same vicissitudes of life.

"Ah Qin, it's been so many years. Why can't you let go?"

"How do you want me to put it down?" Su Qin smiled mockingly. "Beiyang, I also want to put it down. After so many years, do you think I don't want to put it down? But I just can't put it down."

"As soon as I think of the woman he likes in his heart, even when he dies, he still reads her name. He forgets everything and me, but he doesn't forget her."

"Beiyang, do you know how much I hate in my heart?"

Fan Beiyang was silent.

He slowly closed his eyes, unwilling to let the woman in front of him see the pain under his eyes.

"Ah Qin, tell me, how can you let go of this obsession? How can you forget the pain he brought you? In fact, have you ever thought that you should be happier than her, at least you can live with him openly."

"In everyone's eyes, you are his wife and the head mother of the Bo family."

Looking at the woman who had been persistent for love all his life, fan Beiyang only felt flustered.

Who knows, when he first saw this woman, he fell hopelessly in love with her, and then he didn't marry all his life, just to protect her silently all his life.

"Ah Qin, why are you so persistent? Did you really have no responsibility for Fang Yu's dystocia?"

"You, even you blame me?"

"I don't blame you, I just..." fan Beiyang choked and didn't know how to go on.

Su Qin suddenly smiled and tears ran down the corners of his eyes. "You go! Don't come again in the future."

"Ah Qin..."

"Beiyang, you're right. I'm very selfish. I've tortured him for most of his life. I've also tortured you. Among us, you're the most innocent."

……

After fan Beiyang came out, he immediately took his only apprentice Xiaodong and left the house.

For the rest of his life, he will never take a step again.

"Master, can you cry?" Zhang Xiaodong asked curiously when he saw the tears flashing from the corners of master's eyes.

Fan Beiyang took a deep breath and didn't wipe it off. He only said faintly, "Xiaodong, remember, don't be attracted to women in your life. It's too difficult to understand this woman's heart."

"I remember, master."

……

When he returned to Bo mansion, it was already more than 11:00 in the middle of the night. He stood at the door of the house and slowed down for a while until there was no cold on his body. Then he pushed the door and went in.

The girl on the bed didn't sleep well at all. She seemed to have a dream. Her eyebrows were tightly screwed together, her hands were hard to save the quilt corners, and her body was even tighter.

"No, no..."

She shook her head desperately. Fine sweat seeped out of her smooth forehead, and several strands of hair were wet.

Bo Hanchi could not help frowning, bent over, hugged her hard, and comforted her softly: "Ali, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay..."

Gradually, the tight body of the girl in her arms became soft and her eyebrows relaxed.

Feeling her changes, Bo Hanchi gathered his mind and looked at her with a pair of deep black eyes.

Ali had a nightmare.

A terrible nightmare. She dreamed of Liang Rong, who fell in a pool of blood. She stood up with blood all over her body, dragged a broken leg with exposed bones, and walked towards her step by step.

She ran like hell.

However, no matter how fast she ran, Liang Rong always followed half a meter behind her, and couldn't get rid of it.

Liang Rong's voice was like a magic spell. It kept ringing in her ear: "you give me my life, you give me my life..."