"No, don't buy it for me."

Qin Yiren interrupted him and said shyly, "I don't know how much insurance money can be compensated, or medical expenses are more important, and I don't have anyone to contact you. If you want to call Xia Ye, borrow your cell phone.

That's good."

Bo Jingxing felt soft and nodded slightly apologetically.

Although he could find the mobile phone style five years ago, he could not let the lost girl contact Yan Xiaye for the time being.

After all, the five years have passed and it is impossible to hide it anyway, and he now needs to delay it. As long as she promises to marry him, she can take other things slowly.

Secretly glad that Bo Jingxing did not spend money, Qin Yiren yawned with tired expression.

The body after the operation could not support her long-term awakening. Once she lost her energy, she quickly became weak and said depressedly: "Jing Xing, I'm tired."

"Sleep, you need to rest."

Bo Jingxing leaned over and tucked the cushion for her, and said by the way: "I will let my friend stare at your adopted mother's son, and I won't make him feel embarrassed."

Qin Yiren's slender eyelashes trembled, and there was a touching emotion in her clear black and white eyes. She said guiltily: "...sorry, I'm sorry."

"No need to say anything between you and me."

Bo Jingxing raised his hand and turned off the desk lamp on the bedside table. The exquisite bedroom suddenly became dark. He could only hear his low and gentle voice: "Do you want me to stay with you?"

"Is that OK?" When she woke up, she was left with Bo Jingxing alone. Qin Yiren couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and asked hesitantly: "No, forget it, aren't you going to help your supervisor organize the theoretical essay recently?"

"It's okay, I've done it."

I didn't remember the trivial matters five years ago at all. Bo Jingxing pulled open the chair and sat beside her bed, gently holding her soft fingertips with her slender fingers, "Sleep, I will always be with you."

Qin Yiren blinked in the darkness and her heart trembled suddenly.

Somehow...

This sentence seems familiar, allowing her to feel the sweetness of happiness and the indescribable bitterness at the same time.

Suddenly, he frowned with a headache, and Qin Yiren quietly retreated into the quilt, not complaining about Bo Jingxing.

Based on the medical knowledge she has mastered, it is speculated that the cause of the pain is likely to be the sequelae of the car accident, such as mild concussion.

Close her eyes, she took a deep breath silently, forcing herself to relax. The weakness after the operation made her fall asleep quickly.

In the next few hours, Bo Jingxing was quietly by her side.

The room was pitch black, and he couldn't see her beautiful little face. His slender fingers were touching her fingertips without hesitation, as if only this thing in the world could fascinate him.

After many years.

The girl he loved returned to his side again. He no longer wanted anything, but wanted to be with her forever.

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Yiren opened her eyes in the darkness, and her fingertips were slightly itchy.

She was confused for a moment, looked sideways at Bo Jingxing who was hiding in the darkness, and called his name incredibly: "Jingxing?"

"I am here."

He answered too calmly, as if it was natural to sit here and waste a few hours. It was not what she imagined, and she quietly left after she fell asleep.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been sick several times, and no one has ever treated her so well.

Apart from being flattered, the rest was indescribable joy.

The soft fingertips hooked the man's fingers, and Qin Yiren secretly blushed in the darkness, "You are just sitting here, I'm asleep again and can't chat with you. Wouldn't you be bored?"

"As long as you are by my side, I will never be bored."

Bo Jingxing smiled softly, as if she asked a naive question, raised her hand and turned on the desk lamp: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat for dinner?"

Qin Yiren's face turned redder when he smiled, and she shook her head in the quilt and shook her head: "You have been here all the time, have you not eaten?"

"I'm not hungry."

"How is that possible? I'm awake, go for a meal."

As she said that, Qin Yiren pulled her hand back and leaned on the pillow with her arms. Her small movements made her sweat burst into tears.

Bo Jingxing lowered his eyes and looked at the empty palm, suppressing the urge to hold her again.

He knew very well that he was not as worried about gains and losses as he was now, but only those who had lost it can understand it.

I didn't want to scare Qin Yiren, and I didn't want her to notice something wrong.

Bo Jingxing smiled as if nothing had happened, imitating ordinary couples to say love words: "Unless, you eat with me."

"……Um."

Qin Yiren blinked at him and told him a little worriedly: "Jing Xing, I'm really fine. The car accident doesn't seem to be very serious. Don't be too nervous."

Bo Jingxing raised his eyebrows and answered naturally: "I like you, how can I not be nervous?"

Qin Yiren's heartbeats faster, and the corners of her lips were raised, shy and speechless.

In her impression, Bo Jingxing is not the kind of man who can speak love, and has the invisible pride of resisting others.

But now, he can say such things that make people blush and heartbeat at will.

But she is so real, she is not like those sweet-talking men, and she needs people's care, and she is so lethal that she can't bear it.

Bo Jingxing admired her shy expression, her eyes were gentle as water, and she savored her heartbeat after years of love, and did not want to miss any details about her.

Qin Yiren was already very shy, and when he was staring so seriously, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet nervously.

He raised his eyes and glanced at him pretty, and she changed the topic in embarrassment: "I'm not picky about food, choose what you like for dinner."

"Okay." Bo Jingxing looked at her with a smile, picked up the previous novel and handed it to her: "I'll go cook, and I'll send you a fruit plate later."

Qin Yiren smiled and nodded, took the book and read it.

The content in the book is still wonderful, but as she watched, she unconsciously left her mind and no longer cared about the last culprit as before.

Since she woke up in the car, Bo Jingxing took care of her meticulously, and she was completely the perfect image of a boyfriend in the heart of any girl.

It is precisely because of his perfection that she feels a little ashamed of herself.

Silently praying that Huang Wei would never make any bad things. Qin Yiren looked blankly at the page of the book she opened, feeling uneasy and complicated, which made her want to leave the car and go out for some breath.

I don’t know how far this place is from the imperial capital. She turned the next page with all her thoughts, unable to explain clearly what the faint haze in her heart was.
Chapter completed!