Acting as a substitute

Since the place pierced by the bullet was the tiger's mouth and no bones were injured, Yuan Jiayi's wound quickly recovered, leaving only a dark red circular mark.

But because of the cavity effect, the wound area on the palm is larger than that on the back of the hand, and when it is stretched out, it will look a little scary.

Yuan Jiayi patiently responded to the doctor's instructions, lowered his head to look at his hands that were able to retract and retract easily, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Bo Shenyan carefully pinched Yuan Jiayi's shoulders, leaned over to get him shoes by the bed, "Jiajia, come here, put your shoes on."

On Yuan Jiayi's feet are the cartoon small ear wool socks that Bo Shenyan bought for him, they are thick and warm, but if he puts on shoes, his feet will be squeezed a little.

"What about the little ear socks, why don't you just take them off and put them in my pocket? We'll put them on for Jiajia when we get home?"

Seeing Yuan Jiayi staring at the socks in a daze, Bo Shenyan bent down to look at his expression, lowered his tone as if trying to coax a child, and went to catch Yuan Jiayi with his palm, seemingly not intending to resist his ankle.

I don't know how Bo Shenyan explained this to Bo Ling and Qin Yuee. When Yuan Jiayi knew that they already knew the truth, it was the day Qin Yuee came to see him in person with four or five insulated lunch boxes.

Facing this frail old man, Yuan Jiayi could no longer maintain a cold silence, he held the wrinkled hand to comfort her, and told her that being shot was not very painful.

Bo Shenyan, who was standing by and listening to him, turned his face away as if avoiding it, rubbing his fingertips at the end of his eyes.

No matter how pessimistic Yuan Jiayi was, he couldn't help being surprised, it was the first time he had seen such a crying man.

The socks on the feet were gently taken off, obviously it was the most gentle gesture, but because Bo Shenyan did this gesture, it seemed surprisingly seductive.

Grinding people's hearts.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Yuan Jiayi's eyes.

Love and hate go hand in hand.

He never forgot how kind Bo Shenyan was to him.

But at the same time remember his past.

In his heart, there has never been such a saying that merit and demerit are equal.

Right is right, wrong is wrong.

Yuan Jiayi bowed his legs and put his feet back, stretched out his hand to take off the only sock left on his foot, took the thin cotton socks that Bo Shenyan gave him knowingly, and put his head down quickly on them.

"Shoes, Jiajia, here are the shoes."

Bo Shenyan knelt down and held Yuan Jiayi's ankle, helping him put his toes into the loose and comfortable sneakers on the ground.

The ankle in his hand was a little thicker, Bo Shenyan rubbed it secretly a few times, then turned his head to the side in satisfaction and secretly smiled.

During this period of time, the two of them, grandparents and grandchildren, kept Yuan Jiayi smooth and smooth, and Qin Yue'e asked Mama Song to make herbal meals every day, conditioning his body from the inside to the outside, which was more nourishing than confinement. sharp.

So much so that Yuan Jiayi felt that with his current level of strength, he could basically fight with those who ate meat all day long.

During the time when Yuan Jiayi was taking care of Yuan Jiayi personally, no matter what happened in the company, Bo Shenyan would try his best to solve it in the video conference, and would not go to the company.

"Come on, get out of bed, be careful," Bo Shenyan held his arm, and put the other hand on the back of Yuan Jiayi's waist, as if he was helping a mother who had just given birth to leave the hospital. Ma? Stand still and move around?"

"Need not."

Yuan Jiayi raised his legs and went out, when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered his luggage, so he turned around and came back to pick it up, unexpectedly bumped into Bo Shenyan's chin, making the bridge of his nose sore.

"I take……"

Before Yuan Jiayi finished speaking, he saw the handle of the suitcase in Bo Shenyan's hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly to signal him not to worry.

"Hold them all, they won't fall, I checked them three times."

Hearing what Bo Shenyan said, Yuan Jiayi knew that he was serious at first, but then he felt sad again.

Bo Shenyan would never have been so unconfident about himself before. Since the kidnapping incident, he has never believed in his own decision. A judgment that made him hesitate.

It's like he can now confidently guarantee that nothing will fall. Although he said he checked it three times, Yuan Jiayi knows that there is definitely more than that.

"Okay," it's impossible to say that you don't feel sorry for him, but after all these things, Yuan Jiayi's romanticism is no longer higher than reality, facing Bo Shenyan's deep affection, he can only nod his head, and said lightly , "Thank you, Mr. Bo."

Bo Shenyan lowered his eyelashes desolately and followed Yuan Jiayi.

In the car, he fastened the seat belt for Yuan Jiayi first, then Bo Shenyan moved the luggage to the rear seat of the car, returned to the driver's cab, unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and passed the mouth of the cup to his lips.

"Jiajia, drink some warm water."

Yuan Jiayi took the cup and took a sip, holding it, not knowing what to do with himself.

"Give it to me Jiajia."

Bo Shenyan took back the cup, licked his dry lips, wanted to take a sip naturally, but was afraid that Yuan Jiayi would dislike him and would not drink any more hot water, so he twisted the lid of the cup with his hands.

"...you can take a sip too."

Hearing this sentence, Bo Shenyan paused for a moment with his hand tightening the cup, then pursed his lips and smiled, "Hey."

Yuan Jiayi will always be Yuan Jiayi.

Never less tender because of pathos.

One day, he will be able to make Yuan Jiayi put the ring on him again.

Cullinan, who has an extremely aggressive appearance, pulls over politely and stops behind a small bouncy car.

Bo Shenyan got out of the car, walked to the passenger door, raised his eyes and asked Yuan Jiayi if he could carry him down, and after getting a tacit consent, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and wrapped Yuan Jiayi into his arms.

Yuan Jiayi offered to go back to his small rental house, but Bo Shenyan didn't dare to disobey him, he didn't dare to say a word, and drove directly to the small broken building.

Holding Yuan Jiayi who had gained more than ten catties, Bo Shenyan walked up the stairs briskly, carrying the most cherished schoolbag in his arms on his back.

He thought that after returning to this home, the two of them would become the same as before.

So look forward to it.

Bo Shenyan squatted down and took off Yuan Jiayi's shoes that didn't touch the ground at all, took off his socks along the way, took out the small wool socks he had in his pocket, and put them on Yuan Jiayi's feet, and finally couldn't put it down Gently pinched his toes.

"Jiajia, you can go to bed and lie down for a while, I'll go down and get the suitcase up, and then cook."

The house was cleaned very clean, as if someone lived there last night, there was smoke and smoke.

Yuan Jiayi's eyes fell on the large chair by the kitchen table, and he stared at it for a while, suddenly he seemed to recall some scene that he wanted to escape, and quickly looked away.

Next to the bed was a nest for the squatting and glutinous rice, although they were two boys, Bo Shenyan bought pink cushions for them.

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and looked at the furnishings in the room, leaned against the shoe cabinet at the door, and looked back at Bo Shenyan who was standing at the door panting because of his too fast movements.

He swallowed, patted the suitcase beside his hand, grinned and said, "Here it is."

Bo Shenyan didn't dare to replace this dilapidated box easily, he was worried that this was a memory related to Yuan Miao, and that Yuan Jiayi would keep it for the rest of his life.

If he replaced it with a new one in such a reckless manner, he probably would never get Yuan Jiayi's forgiveness.

"Mr. Bo, I'm home, you can leave now, thank you for taking care of me these days."

Yuan Jiayi took the lever from his hand, pursed his lips and lowered his head not to look at him.

It was the best he could do.

Stop looking at him, stop communicating with him, and you won't think about those things again.

Bo Shenyan nodded clearly, and still greeted him with a smile, "Okay, okay, I'll go home first, if you need anything, you must call me."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Yuan Jiayi would not contact him when something happened, so he hurriedly took out his mobile phone to show him.

"Here's my number...if..."

"remember."

Yuan Jiayi's simple words almost made Bo Shenyan cry again.

Why on earth did they become what they are now.

Obviously... they can obviously be very good.

Bo Shenyan slumped his shoulders helplessly, stared at the small mole on the tip of Yuan Jiayi's nose, and nodded in a daze.

"Okay, remember, remember."

The newly replaced entrance door made a dull closing sound, Bo Shenyan spread his palms to cover the door panel, resting his forehead in front of the door, quietly accompanied Yuan Jiayi across the barrier.

The walls of the old house are not sound-proof, even though Yuan Jiayi’s movements are light, Bo Shenyan still feels that he can see his every movement through the wall, see him open the lid of the pot to catch water, plug in the power , and then leaned over to pick up the refrigerator magnet that often fell off the refrigerator door on the ground.

After a long time, Bo Shenyan raised his cold forehead covered by the door panel, took out a key from his pocket, turned around and walked to the room facing the door of Yuan Jiayi's house, inserted the key into the lock and twisted gently, The door lock snapped open.

He turned his head and glanced reluctantly at the door that would not be opened to him, and stepped into the threshold in frustration.

In the stillness of the night, Bo Shenyan was lying on the bed tossing and turning, repeatedly flipping through the few photos of Yuan Jiayi in his phone, and gradually clenched his hands into fists in front of his stomach, as if he was enduring something, and repeated again and again. Unfold, then hold.

Suddenly, Yuan Jiayi's painful cries came from the next door, Bo Shenyan jumped up from the bed, grabbed the key of Yuan Jiayi's house and ran over without even putting on his shoes.

After hurriedly entering the house, he found that Yuan Jiayi was not in danger, but seemed to be having a nightmare.

After locking the door of Yuan Jiayi's room that was not locked, Bo Shenyan walked slowly to his bed and sat on the kennel he prepared for him to lie down.

"Woooo..." Yuan Jiayi huddled into a ball and cried so sadly, holding his left hand and muttering something in a low voice, "I, woo..."

Bo Shenyan moved closer.

"Shen Yan...my hand...it's broken..."

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