After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Jiang Yuchuan chewed the cigarette, hesitated for a moment, and then laughed at himself and said: "So, I won't force myself to do things that I don't know how to do in the future. This lighter is given to the wrong person for a person like me who doesn't know how to smoke." .”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the lighter directly into the bottomless river.

There was a "pop" sound, very slight.

There were small ripples on the river surface, and then it quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

This lighter was given to me by Bo Hanshi when she founded SY.

Because starting a business means socializing.

If you don't know how to smoke or drink, it will be difficult to deal with customers.

But now, it's no longer needed.

The friendship is gone, why do you still keep this lighter?

Bo Hanshi's gaze gradually deepened as he looked at Jiang Mian: "Whether you have regarded me as a brother or not, I have never been sorry to you Jiang Yuchuan. Now that you have cashed out and left, the tens of billions of net worth that were once promised to you have now been fulfilled." . During the three years I was there, I saw all your efforts in masturbation. You deserve this, so I won’t stop you from leaving.”

Jiang Yuchuan gritted his teeth and asked with a downcast face, "The China Securities Regulatory Commission didn't come to see me. Is it because you said hello?"

Bo Hanshi did not deny it: "It's not a big deal in the first place. Even if the China Securities Regulatory Commission comes to find you, it will be a routine investigation at most. The fine is not painful. If you want to leave, no one can stop you."

The smoke burning between Jiang Yuchuan's fingers was blown by the cold wind and showed a bit of scarlet.

His eyes straightened, gradually became distracted, and he said without emotion: "Almost fourteen years have passed since college to now. Maybe you and I have never been the same person. From now on, in Bo Hanshi, you will go your own way, and I will go My single-plank bridge, let everyone go his own way."

Bo Hanshi chuckled, his voice cold, as if he didn't care much: "The original promise has been fulfilled, and there is really no need to go on. It's easy to get together and part ways."

"Okay, so be it."

Jiang Yuchuan threw away the burned cigarette butt and took two steps on the river road carrying his coat.

He stopped again, looked sideways and asked: "You treated Wanwan like that, didn't you think that I would retaliate against you? Even if she did something hugely wrong, she is still my only biological sister, why did you let her blood on your hands?"

But when Baohan did things, he left no room for anything.

Let Jiang Wan's blood splash on his hand.

Even if it were someone else, the break wouldn't have ended now.

Bao Hanshi leaned lazily against the railing, with a faint smile on his lips, even a little indifferent.

He said: "It's not the first time you know what I am like. I don't have many relatives. Apart from my adoptive father, I only have Qiao Yu. Jiang Wan has touched my bottom line and I can't let her go. If you retaliate against me for this, I have nothing to say.”

He paused in his voice and looked at the river, his eyes losing focus a little.

Then he said: "Lao Jiang, believe it or not, I once regarded you and Lao Lu as relatives. During the three years I was there, if it hadn't been for you and Lao Lu, we wouldn't be where we are today."

Jiang Yuchuan laughed, his eyes red.

He held his coat in his backhand and walked forward with his back to Bo Han: "It's too late to say this now."

The human heart is made of flesh, but it is also separated from the belly.

Some barriers, once created, can never be eliminated.

He didn't look back and only said four words——

"We will see you later."

After Jiangyuchuan left.

Bo Hanshi stood by the river view for a long, long time.

The river wind was raging, chilling to the bones.

In those years when I was a classmate, people who stayed in the same trench for so long left as soon as they wanted to.

The gathering and separation, the origin and destruction of fate, may have been doomed early on.

He had just lit a cigarette and within two puffs, his cell phone rang.

It was Qiao Yu calling.

He adjusted his mood before picking up, with a calm tone: "Are you in Jin City?"

"Well, I took a look around the factory in the afternoon and just returned to the hotel to settle down."

On the phone, she heard the whistling wind on his side.

Qiao Yu asked: "What about you, where are you?"

Bo Hanshi chuckled and said in a deep voice, "Check the post?"

Qiao Yu actually responded: "Well, check the post, isn't that okay?"

"……Row."

Bao Hanshi was holding his mobile phone and resting his arms on the iron railing, his voice stained with a smile was a little indulgent.

Qiao Yu was looking at the business dealings of the building materials factory over the years. She was talking to him on the phone with her mobile phone between her head and shoulders, but she couldn't figure out: "Where are you?"

"In Night Harbor, I was called out by Lao Lu for a drink."

"I heard something coming from your side."

When it's cold: "My ears are very alert. I've been stuck in there for a long time, so come out and get some air."

Qiao Yu suddenly asked: "Have you and Jiang Yuchuan parted ways?"

Bao Hanshi was slightly startled and raised his eyebrows, "The news is quite good. Yuyu, what's going on? Now you know everything about me? If I get married in the future, won't I be under your control?"

His tone was lazy and nothing sounded out of the ordinary.

But the more this happens, the more something is wrong.

Qiao Yu said deliberately: "I haven't agreed to marry you yet. After marriage, you are willing to be a strict wife. I haven't decided whether to control you yet."

Bao Hanshi was holding his cell phone in one hand, holding a cigarette in the other hand and resting it loosely on the railing, "If you don't care about me, who cares about me?"

A large amount of cigarette ash burned, and the man tapped his cold white fingertips, and the ash drifted away.

The corners of Qiao Yu's lips curled up, but she said, "Don't change the topic. Jiang Yuchuan cashed out tens of billions and left the sex company. Did you guys have a falling out?"

"It's enough to take care of me. Do you still want to take care of Jiangyu River?"

Bo Hanshi actually didn't want to tell Qiao Yu this.

Jiang Wan died tragically, and he was afraid of scaring her.

But Qiao Yu was serious this time and called his name word for word: "Bo, Han, Shi."

"Well, I'm here."

Someone's voice still sounded lazy.

Qiao Yu's tone became more serious: "Answer the question."

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds.

Bo Hanshi smiled, with mixed emotions, but his tone was brisk: "Just after cutting off the robe and sworn off, you come to watch the joke. Yuyu, men also want to save face."

Qiao Yu was stunned.

She even put down the work in her hands. She sat cross-legged on the chair, picked up the mobile phone between her neck in her right hand, and sat upright, "How could this happen? You have been friends for so many years, and you just broke up?"

There was a hint of loneliness in Bo Hanshi's voice: "No matter how deep some friendships are, in the end, there is no point in trying."

The more he said he didn't care, the more he cared.

Qiao Yu bit her lower lip and asked, "Is it...because of me?"

Bo Hanshi's eyes glazed over, and his voice was a little hoarse after being smoked: "No."

"why?"

He coaxed her in a deep voice: "Don't think so wildly. Aren't you tired just after arriving in Jin City?"

Qiao Yu pursed her lips and said seriously: "I'm not tired, are you sad?"

Bo Hanshi let out an almost inaudible sigh, his eyebrows were stained with a hint of gangsterism, and he said to the other end of the phone: "Want to comfort me?"

Qiao Yu tried to trick him, "But I don't know the reason why you broke up with each other, and I don't know how to comfort you. How about you complain to me?"

"Yuyu, it's useless for a woman to comfort a man by chatting and complaining."

Qiao Yu was innocent after all, so he asked without thinking: "What method is useful?"

He half-smiled but said, "It's more useful to comfort me in bed."

The voice through the phone was hoarse and lustful.