Looking at Gu chengge pushing the information back to himself, Xiao Tong can''t help frowning.

    "I''m sorry, Mr. Xiao. I may have let you down."

    Gu chengge sighed: "I admire your spirit of pursuing justice, but I am an ordinary person. Now it''s so easy to get married to a rich family. How can I give up easily?"

    Xiao Tong''s face became more and more ugly.

    "No, chengge, you''re not like that."

    "That''s who I am." Gu chengge raised his head and his eyes were burning.

    "Lawyer Xiao thinks too much of me."

    "When you were, when you were with Boyan, you two were very clear..." Xiao Tong''s eyes are full of disappointment.

    Gu chengge doesn''t care.

    "At the beginning, it''s all in the past. People should have self-knowledge and live in the present, isn''t it?"

    Xiao Tong can''t sit any more and wants to get up.

    Gu chengge got up one step ahead of him.

    "For Bo Yan''s sake, I will not tell anyone about today''s events. I will also pretend that I have never heard of these things. Xiao Tong, no matter what Jiang Bohai and his family are, he is my husband now."

    The door of the box is pushed open. What Ke Xiaoran sees when he comes in is the confrontation between them.

    It''s very strange. Just now, there seems to be a sense of sadness in the private room. How can it turn into such a scene in a twinkling of an eye?

    "Chengge, you Where are you going? "

    Gu chengge takes back her eyes and gives Ke Xiaoran a comforting smile.

    "Just now Mr. Cheng sent me a message saying that he had something to do temporarily. Let me go to pick up the two little guys first. It seems that I don''t have this blessing today."

    Ke Xiaoran looked disappointed: "I ordered your favorite dongyingong soup. Eat some and then go."

    Gu chengge waved his hand.

    "No, the two little ones are still waiting."

    With these words, she quickly left the room, as if there was a flood of beasts chasing after her.

    Ke Xiaoran some lost sit back seat, looking at in front of the Xiao Tong, can''t help but ask.

    "Lawyer Xiao, what are you talking about?"

    Xiao Tong astringent but a smile, perfunctory way.

    "Nothing. It''s all in the past."

    Things in the past

    Gu chengge walked out of the restaurant. The setting sun had dyed half of the sky red.

    Her eyes also reflected the rich color of blood.

    Some things, no matter how long in the past, every time I mention them, are like reopening the scar just now.

    What''s more, those scars, always engraved in my heart, never healed.

    Gu chengge felt that his heart was suffocating, and even his breath became difficult for a moment.

    She squatted down, hugging her knees and huddled tightly.

    It seems that all the strength has just been exhausted in the conversation with Xiao Tong.

    For a long time, she finally found a Qingming, stood up and walked in the street mechanically.

    As she said, there is no way out now.

    And she didn''t seem to flinch.

    If Bo Yan''s death is really something else, she will do her best to find out the murderer.

    No matter Who is it?

    Gu chengge raised his head, and his eyes gradually became firm.

    There was a sudden whistle behind him.

    The black Rolls Royce stops beside Gu chengge, and Jiang Bohai puts down the window.

    "Come up."

    Why is he here?

    Gu chengge frowned, and his eyes flashed with a touch of caution.

    Jiang Bohuai was acutely aware of the carding in her glance, and her eyes were deeper.

    "Come up."

    It''s not the tone of command, but it makes people feel that they can''t refuse.

    Gu chengge finally opened the door and sat in.

    The stars of Rolls Royce are shining, and the side faces of men are more and more unpredictable under the light and shadow.

    Gu chengge felt that there were countless voices in her brain, and finally she couldn''t resist the most powerful voice. She asked.

    "Bo Huai, you never said that. How do you know me from Bo Yan? And Boyan Are you good friends? "

    Aunt Jiang has always kept everything from Boyan''s father''s side in secret. She never mentioned it. Naturally, Gu chengge has no way to know.

    Jiang Bohai turned his head to look at her.

    There seems to be a touch of melancholy in the deep light of eyes.

    Gu chengge saw his expression of desire to talk and stop, sighed, glanced out of the window, and wisely diverged from the topic.

    "Why did you come here all of a sudden? I said there wasn''t much luggage. I could move it myself.""I know." Jiang Bohai''s voice was faint.

    "Even if you don''t have me, you can handle everything very well. You always do."

    This familiar tone, as well as the determined tone.

    Gu chengge suddenly opened his eyes.

    "At the age of 14, the high school attached to Jiangda organized a spring outing."

    Jiang Bohai opened his mouth in seclusion, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a light mist.

    Gu chengge heard the word "spring outing", as if struck by lightning in the heart, beating violently.

    "That was the first time we exchanged identities."

    That spring outing, Bo Yan had a serious illness, so did not go, and although she wanted to go, but also find an excuse to stay.

    Every day, I quietly find all kinds of reasons to visit Shen''s family. By the way, I''ll send a variety of soups made by my mother.

    "At the beginning Is that you

    Gu chengge frowns and looks at Jiang Bohai. Because Bo Yan had a bad cold at that time, in order to avoid infecting her, they just communicate with each other through the window.

    In those days, Gu chengge was still learning from the teacher in physics class. He used two paper cups and ropes to make a local telephone and handed it in. Listening to the vague voice coming from inside, he was very happy.

    "It''s me, Bo Yan told me that you are very smart and will find out, so I have been deliberately keeping a distance from you."

    Gu chengge was silent.

    No wonder, no wonder that on the day when Boyan got well, aunt Jiang would burst into tears.

    Mom said it was crying with joy.

    But she didn''t think so.

    "Aunt Jiang, do you know?"

    There was a long sigh in my ear.

    "Maybe."

    Maybe it''s because I know, so when I leave, I feel so sad.

    "What about Boyan?"

    Gu chengge stares at Jiang Bohai and refuses to miss every word of him.

    "Like me, he is curious about what kind of man his father is. Unfortunately, he is doomed to be disappointed."

    Jiang Bo Huai finished this sentence, gently hook lips, smile with a touch of irony.

    Gu chengge is silent again.

    Jiang Bohuai spoke again.

    "So city song, maybe to you, I''m just a stranger, but to you and me, it''s different."

    Gu chengge looks at Jiang Bohuai''s face, and can''t help but think of the boy''s face when he was 11 years old.

    The same angular, the same handsome with a trace of loneliness.