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

I don't know how long I lingered in the bathroom.

In the cold weather, he used a clean towel to dry the water stains on her body, wrapped her in a nightgown and carried her to the big bed.

Qiao Yu's face was as hot as steam, and her voice was a little dry and hoarse: "During the cold weather, do you... feel uncomfortable?"

He had kissed her almost all over her body just now, but he never made any further move.

He hugged her and pulled the quilt, "I'm used to it."

"..."

Qiao Yu looked at him puzzled.

Bo Hanshi rubbed her face with his fingertips and chuckled helplessly: "In the seven years since I was separated from you, I had nothing but five-fingered girls, so I'll be fine if I get used to it."

Although it was indeed uncomfortable, he had excellent self-control.

Qiao Yu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Bao Hanshi looked at the side of her face with burning eyes, and said in her ear: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, I can..."

help you.

Before he could say this, Qiao Yu covered his mouth and stared at him with watery eyes: "I didn't!"

Bo Hanshi stared at her for a few seconds, smiled lightly, took her hand and kissed her lips, "It's okay if you don't."

This kind of thing is just for fun.

He couldn't be like a real animal and ignore her body.

It was getting late, the lights were turned off, Qiao Yu leaned in his arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and suddenly whispered: "Tonight is like a dream."

Bo Hanshi pinched her face and used a little force with his fingertips.

Qiao Yu felt a little pain.

Just listen to him say in a deep voice: "If you feel pain, it is real."

At midnight of the new year, they have gone through eight long and short years.

Qiao Yu was twenty-six years old this year, and Bo Hanshi was thirty-one.

It's been a long time.

It was so long that Qiao Yu lay in his arms and was about to fall asleep.

When she heard Bo Han say, "Yuyu, let's never be separated again."

Qiao Yu squeezed his hand and responded, "Well, let's go together for the next eight years."

……

The imperial capital, Lanting Villa.

After watching the New Year's Eve concert, Nan Chu looked at his phone.

Bao Hanshi actually posted a message on Moments for the first time...

This dynamic is a real show off.

There are only four words: "Proposal successful."

There is an accompanying picture, and you don’t have to guess whose hand it is.

Qiao Yu's hand was placed in Bo Hanshi's palm, and on her ring finger was a luxurious large diamond ring that was estimated to be five carats.

Depend on!

She couldn't help but send Qiao Yu a WeChat message.

[Whatever I was talking about that day, I just said he proposed! You still don’t believe it! Damn...this dog-posted Moments is obviously really fun! 】

After sending the message, she clicked back to her circle of friends and commented on Bo Hanshi's post with an emoticon: three death smiles.

Not long after she exited.

Another message is displayed in the circle of friends.

It's news from friends.

Lu Zhilu also commented on that circle of friends: "What are you talking about? Have you got the certificate? If you don't get the certificate, you are considered a der!"

Nan Chu almost laughed out loud.

This man has such a choking tone!

It's early in the morning. Looking at the background of this picture, Bo Hanshi and Qiao Yu are probably on the hotel bed, either already asleep or still doing exercises.

The real owner has no time to deal with these idiots!

Nan Chu was about to get up and go to the bedroom to sleep when his cell phone suddenly rang.

An unknown number.

She answered without much thought: "Hey, who is it?"

"Nanchu, Happy New Year."

Even though the other party didn't announce his home address, Nan Chu could still tell whose voice it was.

Su Jingnian.

Her heart dropped for a moment.

After a few seconds of silence, she pursed her lips and said two polite and distant words: "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Chu sat in the study for a while, feeling depressed for no reason.

Even though she told Qiao Yu that she didn't love Su Jingnian anymore.

But her mood was still affected by this phone call. She remembered that when she and Su Jingnian were together, one New Year's Eve, a singer she liked held a concert.

A vote is hard to come by.

Su Jingnian's family was not well off, so he used the money he had saved for a long time to buy two infield tickets from scalpers.

Although Nanchu's family was not as prominent as Lu Zhilu's family, they were still relatively well-off materially. At that time, she only focused on going to the New Year's Eve concert with Su Jingnian.

Much later, I discovered that Su Jingnian had eaten instant noodles for a long time in order to buy those two infield tickets.

Maybe it was because the past was so beautiful, but now that I think about it, it feels broken.

Tears suddenly fell down.

There was a knock on the door of the study.

It was Lu Zhilu: "Still not sleeping?"

Nan Chu raised his hand to wipe his tears, exited the communication record, stood up and said, "Here he is."

Lu Zhilu frowned when he saw her eyes were red, "See your best friend was moved to tears by the successful proposal?"

"..." Nan Chu took advantage of the situation and said, "Yeah, why, you can't cry? She and Bo Hanshi have been together for eight years. They reunited and became a real person. I'm so excited!"

It seems that women like this extremely boring formalism.

Arrive at the master bedroom.

Lu Zhilu handed her two concert tickets and said in a lukewarm tone, "New Year's gift."

Nan Chu took the ticket and glanced at it, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "It's actually a ticket for Chen Jiang's concert. His tickets are hard to buy. I couldn't get them even if I tried to grab them a few days ago. You bought them from scalpers. ?”

His position is excellent.

Lu Zhilu: "Do I still need to buy from scalpers?"

Nan Chu's lips twitched slightly, "That's right. A prince like you is a well-connected person."

If he asked for someone's concert tickets, those losers would be eager to bring them to him.

Who doesn't want to have a relationship with the prince?

Oh, except her.

Lu Zhilu didn't refute, and said quietly: "It was given by someone else. I don't like to join in the fun. You can invite your friends."

Nan Chu curled his lips: "Last year's New Year's gift was a Hermès, but this year it's a concert ticket given by someone else? Mr. Lu, although we are preparing to divorce, we are still in the marriage. How can you Are you too stingy?"

Lu Zhilu raised his hand to grab it, "Do you want it, love?"

Nan Chu quickly grabbed the ticket and carried it behind his back, "I want it, and I don't want it for free!"

She liked Chen Jiang's concert five years ago.

But then... I never went there again.

This time, let's just say goodbye.

……

Early the next morning.

As soon as Qiao Yu turned on his phone, messages came in frantically one after another.

First, WeChat messages were bombarded.

She glanced at it and saw that Nan Chu had sent her many messages.

[Baoer, I just forwarded a video to you on a certain TikTok, go watch it! 】

[The pink fireworks set off for you on New Year’s Eve during the cold weather were photographed! Fire! 】

Qiao Yu quickly logged into a video app.

Popular hanging: pink fireworks rain.

Probably a passerby who was celebrating New Year's Eve outside last night was shocked when he saw the fireworks above his head, so he recorded the entire scene.

The comment area was even more excited.

"Hold the grass! These fireworks must cost at least a million! The discharge path is so cool!"

"I wonder who Yuyu is??? Why don't I have this life???"

“The boss’s way of proposing is to burn money!”

One of the fireworks factory employees came to comment: "This is a rotating firework designed by our factory! I participated in the production of this firework! I can tell you responsibly, not all of them are millions. Marry me, these five Words, millions of words each!”