Kiss You, Sweetheart

It was these wonderful fantasies that made me live through that hellish life. I think, I take it back, meet me will be his love, love, even because did not find me and deep repentance.

However, nothing, everything is just my imagination, he did not remember me, together with those days of our deep love, all forgotten. But I still have hope and dream that one day, he will personally wear this ring for me and become his wife in a fair way. "

Bocayan listened to her words quietly. What she thought in her heart was just her heart and heart to Bo Xin, and she was suffering from pain one by one.

At this time, she did not forget to show her deep love for other men in front of him.

This woman is really a devil.

He bit his cheek and took a few deep breaths. His eyes fell on Bo en's tearful face. He really wanted to see through what kind of woman she was.

"Do you know who he is?" Bo en asked with last hope.

But the answer to her is the cold and heartless roar of Bo Jiayan: "as far as I can go, as far as I can go, it will disappear in front of my eyes forever."

Finish saying, never do any stay, cold wind like from Bo en's side, open the door to leave.

Bo en's body trembled. Holding the ring box hand, holding the posture of the half engine, shaking in the air.

The whole person is tottering like a dead leaf.

Is this the end for her and him?

……

Dragging his tired body, Bo en left the palace alone. At the gate of the palace, he hired a taxi.

Her eyes were red and swollen because of crying. The driver's elder brother looked at such a beautiful girl with a sad face and asked in a low voice: "little sister, did you quarrel with your boyfriend?"

Bo en lowered his eyes and did not speak.

If he were her boyfriend now, they would not quarrel. He doesn't even love her.

No matter how depressed Bo en was, the driver didn't expose her scar again. Guan asked, "little sister, where do you want to go so late?"

Where are you going?

Bo en looked up at the night outside the window and suddenly laughed. There was no place for her.

No matter when she was a child, or now, she was like a duckweed drifting with the tide.

She has the scenery and life experience of Miss Bo's family, but it's hard for her to return home.

Heart a pain, nose sour acid.

She leaned back in her chair and whispered, "go to the seaside."

At this time, all she can go to is the small wooden house arranged by the organization. Maybe she will be killed there by the people sent by the muse.

She can't kill bocayan, and she has no use value for muses.

At this time, the mind is burning, and Bo en has little desire to survive. It's also good for her to leave the world with the ring that bochayan gave her.

As for mingjiayan, she really didn't have to worry any more.

As the crown prince of a country, his safety is protected by others. It is not so easy to stab him.

Tired, little uncle, you "die", en en, also have no power to live.

Let mingjiayan live in this world.

The taxi stopped at the seaside cabin, and Bo en got out of the car.

The driver's brother sighed and drove away