Mr. Bo, please stop

Chapter 445 For Your Future 2
It is full of literary gadgets, Qin Xiaoai is particularly interested in these, a row of shelves by the wall is full of books, Qin Xiaoai just opened it casually, but saw a lot of words written in it.

The book is a bit old, not brand new, presumably it has changed hands many times.

[To myself one year later, now I am struggling day and night to take the postgraduate entrance examination, hoping that when I read these words again, I have already succeeded. 】

[To my future husband, another Valentine’s Day, and a single dog, future husband, you have made me wait for a long time, I hope you can bring this book with my handwriting to find me. 】

[To the unborn baby, dear little Gongju, you have been in the mother’s womb for six months, and you will come to me soon, I hope you can grow up happily and healthily. 】

Qin Xiaoai opened several books one after another, each of which was filled with words, and turned to the opposite side. There were books and postcards in a row, some had words, some were blank, and some were brand new. Unopened.

[To her in my heart, I know you like me, I have always known that I like you too, but I can't accompany you to the end, there is a reason for leaving, I hope, you can be happy! 】

When Qin Xiaoai opened the book, she saw this passage and sneered: "This man is like a block of ice at first glance, and he doesn't know how to make women happy."

"What about me?" Bo Yiheng hurried over, trying to check his weight in his wife's heart, but he was hit violently: "You are more ice than him."

"But I love it."

The first sentence caused Bo Yiheng to be hit hard, but the second sentence made Bo Yiheng's lips curl up in pride.

"But the handwriting is a little familiar."

"You didn't write it, did you? Your little lover?"

Qin Xiaoai stared back at the man, questioning.

"Isn't my little lover just you?" Frowning, he squeezed her face slyly, this bitch actually said that he has a little lover, it's really too much, he needs to be punished.

Qin Xiaoai went to the front desk to ask about the rules. It turned out that this is a bookstore where "meet the future". A book is a city.

Here, you can choose a book or a postcard at will, and write down your expectations and what you want to say about your future self or others. When the time comes, you can go back to this bookstore again, find what you wrote at that time, and have a look Can you be touched, or have realized your dream.

"Of course, you can also choose a scheduled method, and our staff will deliver what you wrote to your home."

The waiter introduced enthusiastically.

The owner of this store, who was once hurt by love, secretly vowed not to marry for life, but he likes to see other people's happiness, so he opened this store to witness the happiness of all strangers.

"Do you want to write?" Turning around, he asked Bo Yiheng.

Bo Yiheng raised his forehead, he didn't bother to play such a naive game. Bo Yiheng felt a little ashamed when a big man ran in here. He was surrounded by young faces, all young people. He was a mature man standing here , always seem out of place.

"You go and wait." Qin Xiaoai knew the answer when she saw Bo Yiheng's expression, pushed him to sit down, and went to look through those books by herself, trying to find one that suits her needs.

About 10 minutes later, Qin Xiaoai sat opposite Bo Yiheng with a book in her arms, staring at Bo Yiheng, smiling maliciously...

(End of this chapter)