Blame him for being too pretty

After sending the message, Bo Qiao still couldn't calm down for a long time.

Who can believe that a person who fell into space from a flying boat without a rescue capsule can survive?

Even if the child's identity was found out, and Bo Qiao went to the family with the evidence, maybe the first reaction would be that Bo Qiao was crazy.

Bo Qiao closed his eyes.

Even though he had conjectured before, but with definite evidence, he still couldn't maintain his composure.

Song Yuhe is a miracle.

Song Yuhe didn't understand why Bo Qiao became so strange after looking at his own painting, he leaned forward and whispered, "Sir, are you sick again?"

Bo Qiao opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful boy in front of him with a complicated expression.

Song Yuhe looked a little uneasy: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Bo Qiao took a deep breath, forced himself to remain calm, and swiped at the picture of the rose, "This variety is Corolla. I'll send someone to send you flower seedlings tomorrow."

Song Yuhe didn't want to cause trouble for Bo Qiao: "I'll just buy it myself."

Bo Qiao forced a smile, tentatively reached out and stroked Song Yuhe's fluffy hair.

Song Yuhe stared blankly at him for a moment.

"It's okay." Bo Qiao said softly, "I'll plant it for you, and you can see it when you come back from work."

Song Yuhe probably had never been touched so warmly before, shaking his hands a little uneasy and lowering his head, he said dully, "Mmm, um, thank you."

Leaving aside the shadow of repulsion caused by the death of the society, Bo Qiao has never seen such an obedient person as Song Yuhe. Seeing his eyes shining just because of a few roses, he couldn't help touching him twice .

57 was furious: "Cub, fuck him!"

His cub was full of Bao Qiao, and didn't even listen to what he was saying.

57 became even more angry.

Song Yuhe is easy to coax, even if Bo Qiao sends him roses, he can send him a bunch of good cards, let alone planting roses for him directly.

He was so happy that he didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, talking to 57 about Bao Qiao.

Thin Qiao thin Qiao.

sir sir.

Barbara.

57's neural network is a bit damaged, and the storage memory is also a little bit damaged, some functions can't be used, and I don't know why I have a paranoid personality, thinking that all the people who are close to Song Yuhe are bad people, even the former "master" Bo Sanqiao, a gentle beast. No exception.

He listened impatiently to Song Yuhe's non-stop beeping, and then began to think about whether Song Yuhe really shouldn't have come out of Mofenfen before.

Song Yuhe didn't feel embarrassed talking to himself, and finally fell asleep in the middle of the night.

In the next few days, he was busy in the research institute from morning to night, customizing the appearance of the bionic man, and assembling them one by one. Lu Jing came to help him when he was free, and the efficiency was faster.

Song Yuhe originally thought that the roses that Bo Qiao said were just planting a few trees to fool himself, but when the bionics in his research room were almost busy, he was surprised to find that Bo Qiao's huge garden was full of roses.

Early in the morning, Song Yuhe fell into a sleepy sleep with his hair curled up, staring dumbfounded at the roses with buds in the yard, unable to recover for a long time.

The autumn sun was just right, and Bo Qiao was watering him with a hose. When he saw him wake up, he said lightly, "Are you awake? See if you like it?"

Song Yuhe looked at him blankly.

Bo Qiao's yard is very big, but he is too lazy to take care of it, so he only planted an apricot tree and the rest is lawn.

In the past few days, he had people remove the lawn, brought in four or five hundred roses with buds, and planted them neatly. After a week of care, some of them began to bloom.

Bo Qiao was looking at a blooming rose at his feet, considering whether to cut it off for the children to play with, when suddenly he heard hurried footsteps.

When he raised his head suspiciously, Song Yuhe had already run up to him barefoot, stretched out his arms on tiptoe and grabbed his neck, and his whole body was warmly attached to his body.

Bo Qiao froze all over, and the water pipe in his hand fell off unconsciously, and fell to the ground to fill the canal with water.

Song Yuhe trembled all over, hugged him tightly, and it took him a long time before he begged with a crying sound.

"You...you hug me."

Probably because the sun is too warm and the roses are too bright, Song Yuhe, who has always been careful not to cause trouble to others, suddenly has an uncontrollable urge.

He greedily wanted Bao Qiao to give him the hug he always wanted.

Song Yuhe's bionic man has been broken for too long, and he doesn't know when it started. The first thing he thought about repairing the bionic man was to want a hug.

Even if it is to hug him coldly.

But on Mofenfen who is alone, this hug is too difficult.

It's so difficult that Song Yuhe has already regarded it as an unattainable luxury.

But now, Bo Qiao's pampering gave him the confidence to be willful.

"I want to hug you."

At the moment when he uttered these words, Song Yuhe even felt a kind of frightening fear.

He was afraid that Bo Qiao would push him away.

Hugs are so precious, how can they be given casually?

Song Yuhe's body trembled more and more, just when he could hardly stand the panic that could not wait and wanted to retreat, a pair of warm hands gently wrapped around his back.

Song Yuhe froze all over.

Bo Qiao stood in the yard for more than ten minutes, his soft clothes were full of the smell of sunshine, his hands wrapped around Song Yuhe's arms, and he could even feel his heartbeat and the residual perfume.

He gave Song Yuhe a warm and gentle hug.

"Is it warm?" Bo Qiao asked him softly.

Song Yuhe's tears fell desperately, he choked with sobs and tightly grasped the clothes on Bo Qiao's back, unable to speak at all.

He is like a child who can't find a home. He depends on others and worries about gains and losses. It seems that he will be kicked out to sleep on the street if he causes a little trouble to others.

He lives carefully.

But this obviously shouldn't be his life.

He should be pampered and grow up without worries, without having to worry about his livelihood or being bullied.

don't have to...

Give away your whole sincerity and trust because of a few roses.

Bo Qiao raised his hand to caress his head, and stroked down the black hair.

"You will always be so warm in the future."

You'll have roses, you'll have hugs.

The best things in the world will be held for you by someone.

The roses are so bright that they are about to drip, and the water drops on the buds are shining crystal clear in the sun.

Half an hour later, Song Yuhe, who had had enough crying, lay sleepily on the bed, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Bo Qiao sat aside and looked at the temperature gun, frowning: "You get a fever when you cry?"

Song Yuhe was lying on the pillow, only his head was exposed, his two paws were grabbing the corner of the quilt, he looked so cute.

He said in a daze, "I guess so, so I seldom cry."

Bo Qiao: "..."

nonsense.

Guang Boqiao has seen it, and he has cried more than three times.

Bo Qiao looked for medicine for him with a sullen face, and the warmth just now disappeared completely.

What is warm?

What give you a hug?

If he had known that Song Yuhe would have a fever when he cried, why would he be in love with him when he was free?

He came over to give Song Yuhe the terribly bitter medicine, and began to consider whether to build a medical cabin at home.

But after thinking about it carefully, after finding out Song Yuhe's identity, maybe he won't live here.

Thinking of this, Bo Qiao felt a little panicked for some reason.

Song Yuhe didn't make a fuss after taking the bitter medicine, he swallowed it obediently, his eyes were dizzy like mosquito coils, and he said "thank you" in a daze.

Bo Qiao was expressionless, thinking she was a little cute.

"Do you have any plans for today?"

Song Yuhe answered with a slow response: "No, the bionic is almost ready, and he will have a physical examination tomorrow."

Bo Qiao nodded, and Guangnao sent a message with a special ringtone.

It's Ming's assistant.

Bo Qiao tucked the quilt for Song Yuhe, told him to take a good rest, and then turned and left the room.

[Ming Special Assistant: The acquisition was unsuccessful. 】

Bo Qiao went to the balcony and turned on the holographic video.

After Special Assistant Ming appeared, he didn't talk too much nonsense and showed him the information directly.

"Because of the incident ten years ago, there were many people with prominent families on the flight, and the airline company's compensation alone was enough to make them bankrupt, and they were finally acquired."

"and then?"

Assistant Ming's expression was very strange: "I spent a week negotiating with them. The price was ten times more than the market value as you said, but I was always rejected. Just now I know that the acquisition of that airline ten years ago company's……"

Bo Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

"It's the Song family."

Bo Qiao gasped. Although it was not unusual for the Song family to acquire a company, the timing was a bit subtle.

Bo Qiao's first reaction was: "Then Song Liuzhi..."

"I also went to investigate Song Liuzhi." Ming Tezhu has been with Bo Qiao for ten years, and he understands his brain circuit very well. Ask the doctor at Fuenli Hospital to look up the treatment records of the name 'Song Liuzhi'."

"...not a single one."

For a normal person, it is impossible not to get sick once in ten years.

But this reason is still too far-fetched.

Bo Qiao frowned and pondered for a long time, then hung up the communication with Special Assistant Ming.

He lightly tapped Song Guanxing's communication ID, thought for a while and sent a message.

[Bo Sanqiao: Are you free tomorrow? 】

After 10 minutes, no response.

This is very unreasonable, Ma Baonan Song Guanxing is a person who can't do without the light brain all the year round, and every message is always returned in seconds.

Bo Qiao waited again, but still didn't get a response, so he pressed down the light brain with a sullen face.

Song Yuhe had already drifted off to sleep. He slept in a good posture, half of his face was buried in the soft quilt, and his soft black hair made his face paler.

Take a closer look, this face is indeed somewhat similar to Song Guanxing.

Bo Qiao saw that there was no response, so he had no choice but to call.

The optical brain is turned off.

Bo Qiao frowned even tighter.

Early the next morning, Bo Qiao looked at Guangnao who still hadn't responded, and went out with Song Yuhe.

The physical examination was at Griffin University, and the two happened to drop by.

Just as he walked to the gate of Griffin University, Bao Qiao caught sight of Song Guanxing's cousin, Lu Jing, who was frowning and waiting for someone by the side of the road, looking very lonely.

Soon, a car stopped in front of him.

Lu Jing bent down.

The moment the car door closed, Bo Qiao seemed to see the expressionless Song Guanxing and a large bouquet of fiery red roses in his arms.

Bo Qiao paused, and said to Song Yuhe, "You go to the physical examination first, I'll go first."

Song Yuhe nodded obediently not to trouble him.

Bao Qiao stopped the car casually and asked the driver to follow the car on Lu Jing.

Song Guanxing and Lu Jing didn't know where to go. They turned east and west for a long time, and finally stopped at the entrance of a scenic spot with beautiful mountains and rivers after an hour.

Bo Qiao didn't get out of the car, but watched the two get out of the car from afar.

Song Guanxing was wearing a black suit, but he was holding a bright red rose in his hand.

It's just that his demeanor looked tired and indifferent, completely gone from his usual arrogance, not like a date, but more like a grave visit.

Bo Qiao's mind flashed, and he suddenly turned on the light brain to check the time.

8 month 16 day.

It was the time when NF65484A had an accident.

Bo Qiao felt that he had found the final answer to the question, and pulled out the surrounding map location with a sinking face.

Near the scenic spot, there happened to be a cemetery.