Honey First Love: The school grass is too fierce

Being able to hire the three professional assassins on the rose list, the identity of the insider should not be simple, otherwise ordinary people probably don't have the funds to hire the people on the rose list.

Who would want to put her to death?

And for what reason did he want to put her to death!

She leaned against the wall and began to slide down, sitting on the ground all the time, her consciousness gradually blurred.

The wound on the shoulder was too deep, the blood kept flowing out, the pain began to paralyze all her nerves, and the cold sweat on her forehead became more and more.

"Chi (chi)..." The familiar black figure flashed in front of his eyes, and he murmured involuntarily, his voice weak and weak.

"Chi", is that really you?
She thought she would never see you again.

"魑", "Xiu" I'm sorry for you, forever, forever...

She will never forget, never forget that sad and terrible night, when the fire lit up half the sky...

It was a night she could never afford;

It was a cold night that suffocated her;

It was a horrible night that left you with no tomorrow.

"mountain elf"……

If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be either.

All because of her...

"魑"... how are you doing in heaven?
"Qingyi!"

"Qingyi wake up, don't sleep!"

A familiar and pleasant voice came to her ears.

who is it?Who is calling her?This voice is very familiar.

And this hug, so warm and familiar.

"Qingyi! You can't sleep, you must wake up! Don't sleep!"

She opened her eyes slowly, and her blurry vision gradually became clear. What was imprinted in her eyes was Bo Jinyu, with fair skin, and those eyes that were as clear as crystals immersed in water contained tension and worry that she had never seen before.

"Yu, why...how could it be you?"

Why did Bo Jinyu appear in this kind of place?

This is her only question.
"You finally woke up, how do you feel?" Seeing the awakened person, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why is Yu here?"

"Don't ask so many questions, I'll take you to the hospital first." He glanced at Yan Qingyi's injured arm, the red blood was extremely glaring, "Just keep at it, and the pain will go away in a while."

"Thank... Thank you, Yu."

After Yan Qingyi finished saying thank you, his eyes became more and more blurred until he couldn't see clearly.

—

At dusk, the moonlight hangs on the treetops.

The person on the big bed in the bedroom slowly opened her eyes. The wound on her left shoulder pulled her nerves, causing her to groan in pain.

After getting used to the pain, he looked at the surrounding environment by seeing the blurred moonlight.

The surroundings are in cool tones, other things are placed quite neatly, and the design of the room is not bad, but there is no memory in my mind that can be related to this place.

So what is this place?
She remembered that she was injured because of encountering the ghost and three killers, evenly matched, and she seemed to see Bo Jinyu when she fainted.

Is that not a dream, but real?

Then, this place is likely to be Bo Jinyu's place.

In other words, Bo Jinyu not only saved her, but also saw her wound?

In this case, it seems that it is not very easy to handle.

Suddenly, the light in the room was turned on, and Bo Jinyu stood there in a pure black uniform, holding a white plastic bag in his hand.

"Qingyi is awake?"

"Is this Yu's place?"

Bo Jinyu nodded and walked over: "Well, my bedroom."

He put the white plastic bag on the bedside table and asked, "How do you feel, does the wound still hurt?"

She shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Yu for saving me."

"Well, let's eat first. You have been asleep for several hours, so you must be hungry."

Yan Qingyi took the porridge he handed her, and looked at him suspiciously.

He didn't even ask himself why he was injured, did he know all about it?
It's okay if you don't know, but it will be bad if you know!

"Qingyi looked at what I was doing, could it be that porridge doesn't suit your appetite?"

"Ah?" She shook her head quickly: "No, no, Yu thinks too much, porridge suits my appetite."

Bo Jinyu looked at her who was drinking porridge with her head down, and sat on the chair next to her: "Qingyi's injury is probably a knife wound."

She was still drinking porridge and paused, it seemed that she wanted to ask her.

After all, when something like this happened, it was really a problem not to ask her.

"Well, Yu can ask whatever you want."

He froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect to answer so simply, as if he was ready for his question.

"Why did Qing Yi appear on Fenghuang Street? And suffered such a serious stab wound?"

Yan Qingyi took a sip of porridge, and it was only time for this sip of porridge. She made up a reason for her answer: "My parents are not here, how many people covet Yan's family, and there are countless people who want to kill my brother and me."

Bo Jinyu's incredulous expression flashed across.

The absence of the two elders of the Yan family is almost a well-known fact. Naturally, there are countless people who covet the Yan family. I didn't expect that someone would come to Yan Qinglian's house and kill Yan Qinglian.

Fortunately, he came to Fenghuang Street today, otherwise Yan Qinglian might be in danger.

It seems that it is necessary for him to do this: "Qing Yi, don't worry too much, I will send someone to protect you and Junior Bin from now on."

"Puff...cough cough..." Yan Qinglian didn't finish a mouthful of porridge, coughing as it got stuck in his throat.

What are you doing?
Send someone to protect her and Yan Yibin?

Are you a poor speaker?
Bo Jinyu immediately smoothed her back and asked, "How is it? Is Qinglian okay? Drink slowly, and no one will fight with you."

She looked up and returned a nonchalant smile.

It's not that she said that she was afraid that someone would rob her.

He even sent someone to protect her, so Bo Jinyu was really worried about how she would act at night.

"Yu, you don't need to be so troublesome. This time it was an accident. My younger brother is very skilled in martial arts. He can guarantee my safety."

"Brother Bin can only protect you for a while, not forever!"

Yan Qingyi: "..." She was speechless at what she said.

Then, she could only politely smile back: "Thank you Yu, and I will also thank you on behalf of my brother."

After all, she couldn't tell the real reason to those who didn't want to do it. She didn't expect that a random reason would cause a big trouble, so she must pay attention next time.

"By the way." She reminded again: "I also hope that Yu will not tell Bin about my injury. I don't want him to know."

"Well, I see." Naturally, he knew the reason for Yan Qingyi's reminder, so he agreed without hesitation.

After finishing the dinner that Bo Jinyu had brought back, he glanced at his phone and realized that it was getting late, and there were several phone calls and text messages from Yan Yibin.

Yan Yibin's text message: Yan Qingyi, I can't get through to you, is there something wrong, remember to text me back.I have something to go out now, so be careful when I go home, so as not to cause any trouble.

Yan Qingyi said: "..." Is she still a child?What kind of trouble can it cause?
Finally, reply to the text message: Don't worry, I'm Yan Qingyi, what kind of trouble can I cause.

Bo Jinyu realized the person who sent the text message, stood up and walked towards the cabinet, saying: "It's so late, if you don't go home, Junior Bin will be worried, I'll take you home."

Her texting finger paused, and she looked up at the person looking for something in the closet.

send her home?

What is Bo Jinyu doing?
"Yu, I don't think so, my brother is waiting for me at home."

He handed the white shirt in the closet in front of Yan Qingyi: "You're injured, and it's inconvenient to go home alone. You also said that you don't want Junior Bin to know, so put on this shirt, and you don't have to worry about it. This shirt is new, I haven't worn it." Then he thought for a while: "I also know your figure, but my family really can't find clothes that small, so Qinglian will just make up for it."

Yan Qingyi looked at the large white shirt in his hand and frowned, not because he was worried about whether to wear it, but because he cared about how Bo Jinyu would change if she didn't leave.