Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Nan Shi frowned fiercely. Seeing that his boss was already lying there motionless, he didn't know whether the other party was pretending or what, and he was very anxious, but the boss said, be more ruthless, and let him Miss Sang remembered.

When Sang Jiuqing saw Nan Shi approaching Boluo City with a gun, his legs were weak, and tears were streaming down his face, as if something was hitting the restraints of his body quickly.

The layer that wrapped her up was gradually disintegrating.

"boom!"

Something exploded in my mind suddenly, and countless fragments were combined to form familiar scenes. In the end, I was stunned and almost fainted.

Nanshi's gun was still pointed at Boluo City, and he wanted to shoot again, but inadvertently, his eyes darkened when he met Miss Shangsang's dark pupils, and wanted to ask if the other party remembered anything, but he was afraid of being exposed. Own.

Sang Jiuqing stood up slowly, looked at Nan Shi with deep eyes, her face was calm, even though there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, and even though her hair was messy, the momentum at that moment still made his steps He stepped back a little, his heart trembling.

Sang Jiuqing walked down slowly, squatted in front of Boluo City, and found that the other party really passed out, and frowned deeply.

Nan Shi's hand holding the gun was still trembling. Seeing this man's appearance, he was not sure if she remembered everything, so his lips were tightly pressed together.

"Miss Sang, I..."

"Take him to the hospital, or he will really die."

Sang Jiuqing's gaze was indifferent, and she helped Boluo City up. She didn't believe that Nanshi would betray Boluo City, so everything in front of her was acting.

Nan Shi nodded, and immediately went to the garage to drive the car out, while Sang Jiuqing helped Boluo City get into the car, her whole heart ached.

After a few people arrived at the hospital, the doctor immediately operated on Boluo City.

Sang Jiuqing twitched his mouth when he saw the big characters that lit up, and the memories of this period began to surge in his mind frantically.

Boluo City...

Just thinking of these three words makes her heart melt. Snow Mountain, Jin Lane... the names of the places came to mind one after another. The happiest memories in her life were all spent with this person.

The corner of his mouth curled up. The shot missed his heart. He shouldn't be in danger of dying. It's just that the other party used this method to force her to think of something, which was a little too extreme.

She sighed, and stood quietly in the corridor, trying to get out a cigarette, only to realize that she was so clean.

The operation in Boluo City was carried out for two hours. When he was pushed out by the doctor, he was still unconscious. Sang Jiuqing followed him to the ward and sat quietly by his bed.

She was very surprised that she would lose her memory, and what was even more surprising was that after losing her memory, a touch of emotion flashed in this man's eyes, and she took his hand into hers and closed her eyes.

Boluo City was shot and fell down such a high staircase, so he didn't wake up so quickly. He didn't know that Sang Jiuqing had recovered his memory, and even when he was sleeping, his brows were frowning.

Sang Jiuqing stretched her fingertips towards his brows, and smoothed out those wrinkles slowly. She just woke up, and suddenly remembered so many things, but she was actually quite tired, so she lay down beside the bed and fell asleep. past.

Boluo City's mind has always been full of bizarre dreams. For a while, Sang Jiuqing would never wake up again, and for a while, Sang Jiuqing was arrested. Anyway, in the dream and outside the dream, it was that person.

After waking up, Sang Jiuqing found that Boluo City was still in a coma, she frowned, and gripped the opponent's hand a little tighter. Thinking of the food she cooked in the snow mountain, she pursed her lips, and secretly said: I made a decision that I must learn to cook in the future.

In the afternoon, Bo Luocheng quietly opened his eyes, and saw the person lying on the bed, something flashed in his eyes, but he didn't wake him up, and he wasn't sure if she really remembered, so he could only wait. The person wakes up on his own initiative.

As if feeling something in her heart, Sang Jiuqing raised her head slowly, met Bo Luocheng's clear eyes, her eyes froze for a moment, and finally the corners of her mouth slowly hooked.

"Boluo City, you are awake."

Seeing that there was no confusion on this person's face, Boluo City knew that she had fully woken up, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened his hands.

A smile flashed in Sang Jiuqing's eyes, and she got up and nestled into his arms. His body was still injured. She didn't dare to use too much force, but leaned gently.

"Sang Jiuqing, you've finally woken up, you woman, you forgot about me once you went out, you're really ruthless."

The city of Bolo began to indict the man.

Sang Jiuqing listened quietly, thinking of the feeling of being shocked by an electric shock after being taken back by Chi Shuo that day, her heart is still trembling violently.

Bo Luocheng suddenly remembered that he had taken advantage of this person's unconsciousness and abducted her to get married, and his heart trembled, wondering if she had any impression.

Strange to say, Sang Jiuqing remembered everything except the matter of getting married, which was completely forgotten, so she had no idea that the man in front of her was really her husband.

Bo Luocheng's lips were tightly pursed, not sure what was going on in Sang Jiuqing's mind, so he could only test it out bit by bit.

"Sang Jiuqing, do you remember anything?"

Sang Jiuqing was stunned, she remembered everything, why did she ask such a question.

Looking at her, Bo Luocheng knew that this person might have forgotten the matter of getting married. For some reason, he was relieved and at the same time felt a little disappointed, and remained silent.

Why did she only forget that matter, and she forgot it so completely, she stopped talking, and felt aggrieved, or that the other party had never thought of marrying him.

Sang Jiuqing saw Bo Luocheng's displeasure, and wanted to ask him what's the matter, but the other party refused to talk, so she didn't ask any more.

For the next time, Boluo City stayed in the hospital well. Every time Sang Jiuqing came to visit, he left in a hurry. No one knew what she was doing.

Boluo City's face is very dark, he was injured, shouldn't this person be by his side, what does it mean to go out early and return late every day, the more he thinks about it, the more aggrieved he feels.

And Sang Jiuqing was in the culinary school, and he already had several blisters on his hands. Watching the master's movements, he followed suit.

"Braised pork ribs is not difficult. When Ms. Sang is making it, she only needs to master the seasoning. These are simple home-cooked dishes. After a few days of learning, you should know some. Now that you are doing it, you don't feel difficult. right."

Sang Jiuqing put a Band-Aid on his hand, fearing that Boluo City would find out something, so after finishing his own portion, he took out his chopsticks and tasted it, it was good, it tasted very good.

Boluo City didn't know that Sang Jiuqing was learning how to cook. Seeing that this person didn't come to the hospital today, his entire face was darkened since the morning.

In the afternoon, he had already been discharged from the hospital. It was really boring to stay in the hospital, and Sang Jiuqing didn't accompany him. He couldn't look forward to the stars and the moon every day, so he could only pack his things aggrievedly and go back to the hospital. Home.

Just as he was about to leave the ward, he saw Sang Jiuqing standing at the door of the ward with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Why don't you stay in the hospital for a few more days and leave the hospital so early."

Bo Luocheng snorted coldly, thinking about this person, he still had the nerve to say, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to walk out when he missed the other party.

Just after taking half a step, someone hugged her waist from behind, and her heart softened instantly.

"Boluo City, what's wrong with you, did someone make you angry?"

Sang Jiuqing was in a daze, did he accidentally make this person sad again?

Bo Luocheng's eyes flickered, and he took the other's hand, and after going downstairs, the two got into the car.

His wound is already scarred, as long as he is careful, the scar will fall off in a few days.

Sang Jiuqing has been busy learning how to cook for the past few days, sometimes until late at night, when she was a little tired, she fell asleep leaning on Bo Luocheng's shoulder.

Bo Luocheng stretched out a hand, afraid that she would bump into him, so he could only wrap the person into his arms, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

After returning home, Sang Jiuqing had already woken up, looked at the time, and found that there was still a while before dinner, and lazily nestled into the sofa, resting her head on Bo Luocheng's lap, and closed her eyes comfortably .

Bo Luocheng took the newspaper on the side, read it quietly, and occasionally reached out to rub her hair with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

About an hour later, Sang Jiuqing decided not to indulge in Ruanxiang anymore, got up and went to the kitchen.

Seeing her posture, Boluo City was taken aback. Could this person be cooking again? His heart trembled.

"Sang Jiuqing, you don't need to do these things, the servants can do it, come and rest, don't get tired, I will feel sorry for you."

The corner of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched. How could he not know what was going on in this man's mind? He rolled up his sleeves, and he must be blinded today.

"Boluo City, you go and wait outside, don't come in, I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

As soon as the words "delicious" came out, Boluo City was already trembling. What can Sang Jiuqing do deliciously? This woman is not destined for the kitchen by nature.

Sighing, she resigned herself to sitting back on the sofa, thinking about whether she should order a takeaway just in case or something, but Sang Jiuqing is now sober, not as foolish as last time, so she could only frown , Some feel sorry for myself.

Sang Jiuqing was busy in the kitchen, chopping garlic and preparing seasonings. Although his knife skills were not as good as others, he looked good.

Bo Luocheng was in the living room, thinking about how to pass this level tonight, and finally fell into a daze, and almost fell asleep. He touched his chest, not daring to breathe too hard, for fear of bursting the wound.

Two hours later, he saw Sang Jiuqing come out wearing an apron, with a bright smile on his face, and brought the dishes to the table one by one.

Boluo City looked at the things on the table in surprise, it was made by Sang Jiuqing...