He is more fickle than Fengyue

Thin smoke was woken up by freezing.

The air conditioner in the room was too strong, she didn't wear anything, lying on the cold ground, shivering from the cold.

When she opened her eyes, she was in a daze, and she couldn't tell where she was for a while.

The alcohol hadn't completely evaporated, her head hurt and dizzy, her memory was intermittent, and she couldn't remember many things. She only remembered sporadic fragments when she saw the traces on her body and the scattered pink paper on the ground.

Thinking of Lu Beichen's inexplicable madness, tossing her to death, wondering if he got angry with Song Qianqian after she was drunk, and then ran to him to vent.

By the way, she still remembered that the moment he kept scolding her, humiliating her, and giving her all the heat, he called Song Qianqian's name, not her Boyan.

She vaguely remembered that when he threw the money on her, he looked at her contemptuously but not disdainfully, as if he was looking at a lowly young lady. No, in fact, in Lu Beichen's eyes, she was even worse than a young lady, saying that she was venting. All the tools of desire flattered her.

Because in Lu Beichen's heart, only Song Qianqian was in his heart. If he wasn't drunk or wanted to torture her, he wouldn't bother to touch her. He even said that if he didn't imagine her as Song Qianqian, he wouldn't be able to be hard.

Shaking her painful head, Bo Yan put on her tattered clothes with trembling hands, and picked up the banknotes on the ground one by one. She lowered her eyes and comforted herself, and she was one step closer to the goal of 200 million. .

"Boom—"

It's thundering.

There was a loud noise, and Bo Yan trembled in fright, almost falling down.

She was afraid of thunder, always had been.

Before Song Qianqian hooked up with Lu Beichen, she had a very good relationship with Lu Beichen.

At that time, every time there was a thunderstorm, Lu Beichen would accompany her. They were neighbors, childhood sweethearts who were once recognized, a natural pair.

After all, the past cannot be recalled.

Bo Yan suppressed her fear, supported the wall, and left the room step by step.

Back in the dormitory, Bo Yan's head, which was not very sober after being drunk, was so painful that it almost burst.

She rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find medicine, which caused complaints from the dormitory, especially Li Wenwen, who just got angry with her tonight, "Bo Yan, it's midnight, what are you doing, do you want someone to sleep?"

"That's right, you earn so much money, why don't you just apply to move out with Sister Rong to live by yourself, why do you have to squeeze in here with us, besides, you have a lot of things all day long, which affects our rest, how can we go to work the next day? "

If Bo Yan had a choice, who would want to live with them? Lu Beichen didn't allow her to leave here. She ignored other people's chatter, and finally found the medicine in the cabinet.

She unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out a handful of medicine from each medicine bottle impatiently, stuffed it into her mouth without even drinking water, and swallowed abruptly.

A few pills got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it down, so Bo Yan fumbled for the water glass in a panic, drank a couple of sips of water, and finally felt better, but why are his eyes so sore and his nose sore .

"Bo Yan, you don't really have some disease, do you take so much medicine?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Bo Yan locked the cabinet door and lay down on the bed to sleep.

"I'm so bored, go to sleep!"

The last night light in the dormitory was turned off, and Bo Yan was lying on the bed. The effect of the medicine came on quickly, and he fell asleep quickly in a drowsy state.

Bo Yan didn't sleep soundly, and she had nightmares again and again. In the end, the whole world suddenly shook violently, and someone screamed, "An earthquake is coming!!"

"The earthquake is coming, run—"

Bo Yan suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily.

It was already dawn, and the sunlight outside the window was starting to dazzle.

Everything is just a dream.

In these years, Bo Yan seldom dreamed of the earthquake that year, but every time she dreamed of it, even when she woke up, even if she knew it was just a dream and it was all over, she still felt lingering fear.

In the dormitory, everyone got up, some were washing, some were talking, and even two early risers went out.

"Wenwen, do you think I look good in this dress?"

"You look good, you look good in anything you wear."

"whee……"

Thin smoke dispelled the fear in his heart, rubbed his temples and got out of bed.

At this moment, someone rushed in and shouted anxiously, "It's bad, it's bad, something big happened!!"