The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

The few times of retching seemed to take away half of his energy. He held on to the light pole for a long time before slowly walking to the side and sitting down on the short steps. He took out a cigarette and wiped his lighter. It didn't catch fire a few times.

Bo Yanqing held two bottles of water, and lightly poked the bottom of the bottle on Bo Shuxian's shoulder.

He turned around, took the water, held it in his hand and didn't boil it.

"When did you start smoking?"

Bo Yanqing sat down next to him, unscrewed the bottle of water in his hand, and offered the bottle in his hand in exchange for a thin book.

Bo Shuxian smiled, "Last year, there was a time when I often stayed up late, and I couldn't always rely on coffee to refresh myself, so I tried smoking."

"Shut less, your bookish spirit is almost lost."

Bo Shuxian let out a light "sneer", wiped the back of his head twice with the hand holding the cigarette, and twisted his hair around his fingertips. He shook his head and took a deep breath: "It's really uncomfortable. I won't do it again in the future." Mix it up and drink it."

Bo Yanqing took his cigarette, pressed it between his lips, lit it and took a puff, the sparks from the cigarette butt burned up a small circle, and then passed the cigarette to Bo Shuxian.

Then, he took out his cigarette, took out one and lit it, just as he was about to smoke, he caught a glimpse of Bo Shuxian looking at him strangely from the side.

"Dislike it?"

"No," Bo Shuxian raised his hand towards the car, "Sister-in-law is watching, is this an indirect kiss?"

"puff!"

Bo Yanqing choked in a puff of smoke, spit it out again, and slapped Bo Shuxian on top of Bo Shuxian's head. Bo Shuxian lowered his head consciously, letting Bo Yanqing bully him like he did when he was a child.

"Watching people go with your own eyes?"

When the subject changed, it was a bit far-fetched.

The smile at the corner of Bo Shuxian's mouth dissipated little by little, he leaned back, propped his elbows on the steps a little higher behind him, looked up at the dark sky with no stars, and said "ah" empty, "send it At the airport, watch her go."

"Really willing?"

"I can't bear it. After all, I have loved her for ten years, but I can't help it. She doesn't love me. I shouldn't trap her. Let her go."

Bo Shu tried his best to pretend to be calm, but the last sentence still leaked the slightest trill.

Sending away my wife whom I have loved for ten years in person is like digging out a piece of flesh from my heart, and the pain is bloody.

"But third brother—"

Bo Shuxian brought the cigarette to his mouth and took a deep puff. After taking a big puff, the sparks on the cigarette butt lost half the length of a fingernail in an instant.

He pressed the puff of smoke into his lungs, and it sank heavily, and the rest that couldn't be suppressed or left was blown out from his mouth or nasal cavity.

"Why does it hurt so much?"

Bo Yanqing's eyes flashed, he didn't speak, and smoked in silence.

"Cry if you want to cry, I won't laugh at you."

Bo Shuxian smiled, smiled, a few tears came out of the corners of his eyes, he tilted his head up, and the tears flowed down the corners of his eyes into his hair.

In the cold winter night, the breath he exhaled was milky white, covered by the smoke in his mouth, floating in front of his eyes for a long time, his eyes were slightly red, and the tip of his nose was red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He insisted on looking at the sky, obviously there was nothing, but he still seemed to be able to recall the arc of the plane that Zhou Zining took in the afternoon.

"I'm still young, and she's still young, why bother to torture each other for the rest of the day, without my restraint, she should be able to live a better life."

Bo Yanqing frowned. He always knew that Bo Shuxian was soft-hearted, but he didn't expect that Zhou Zining would be hit so hard. He might be tense at the moment of parting, but at this moment, he really couldn't.

The most vulnerable moment in my life is right now.