Another day later.

"Drawing, the doctor said it's okay, can you apply to get the computer back?"

Yun Hua snorted, "Of course not. You need to have a good rest. It has only been two days since you finished the operation until now, okay?"

"The doctor said it's okay..."

"Don't think I can't see that the doctor was threatened by you!" Yun Hua refused to let go.

Bo Siqing sighed, "This little injury is nothing. As long as you don't get infected, you will get better slowly."

"Then what injuries do you say are considered injuries?" Yun Hua bit her lip.

She almost immediately remembered the injuries he had suffered before. For him, it was obvious that such injuries were not fatal and would not be called injury.

"Okay, okay, I'll take another day of rest." Bo Siqing was helpless, and he couldn't bear to let her go.

Yunhua then breathed a sigh of relief.

She wasn't just trying to give him a few more days of rest, but she was actually nervous.

Sulfuric acid has a great impact on his arm. The doctor is not sure how much his right hand can recover, but there is no doubt that resting for a while is always good, and it can also make him think about his right hand later.

But in fact, he was very clear about his physical condition, and his compromise was just to make her feel at ease.

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Yun Hua suddenly said.

She told Bo Siqing about the decline or even disappearing of her "talent" that she inferred, including her own inferences.

"I was too careless. I just felt a little uncomfortable when I helped Yan Muan at the subway station, and I didn't care. Later, while negotiating with Yan Muan to delay time, I knew that Yan Muan had killed someone before, but I didn't expect why my 'intuition' didn't work!"

Yunhua said, "The day before yesterday, you were in the operating room and I was sitting waiting for you. I was upset. I started to think about these things. I didn't want to know. When I thought about it, I suddenly realized that my 'intuition' seemed to have begun to decline a long time ago, but the degree of weakening was relatively light. I didn't care much, so I only realized it now."

Bo Siqing raised his eyebrows.

Yunhua said again: "I think it's just that. Simply put, I live a relaxed, happy and stable life. This 'intuition' or 'genius' will decline or even disappear. On the contrary, if I am too uneasy, fearful, violent... this 'intuition' will become clearer."

Bo Siqing was silent. He frowned and carefully combed what she said.

"A Qing, I don't know if this is good or bad..." Yun Hua hesitated, "In theory, this kind of 'talent' is very outstanding and rare. Isn't it because of this my identity as a special consultant of the Ministry of Public Security? This kind of 'talent' is indeed useful and can help a lot. Now it's gone...I..."

"There is no best." Bo Siqing looked at her seriously and said seriously, "God is fair, and everyone gives the same amount. If you have a certain 'talent' than others, then in some invisible places, you will inevitably have less than others. Take your 'talent' for example. If you have this 'talent', you will have less peace and happiness than others."

"But, this 'talent' is very useful..."

"There are too many useful things in this world. Without your 'talent', wouldn't the police still handle cases? Besides, this 'talent' brings you far more harm than benefits. Nothing is important in painting, the only thing that is most important is you." Bo Siqing held her hand with a needle that could move.

Yunhua nodded gently.

She was convinced by Bo Siqing.

Among them, there are factors that she figured out herself.

The dark thoughts deep in her heart are undoubtedly related to her past life experience. Now, she can gradually let go of those things, does it mean that she can finally be more in line with this life?

Doesn’t that mean that she finally got rid of that unbearable past life?

Although Xiao Ruyue is not dead and Xiao Qiuci is not dead, they are no longer important. Xiao Ruyue and Xiao Qiuci are both self-inflicted. They live miserably, which is far more uncomfortable than death.

Qi Ziheng and she have turned into war into jade and become passers-by, and Wei Weiwei was even driven abroad by the Qi family and was not allowed to return to China...

All the past lives are really far away.

Yunhua hugged Bo Siqing's left arm and pressed his face against his arm: "I'm very happy too, Aqing, I'm very happy too."

Bo Siqing lowered his head and kissed her forehead. There was only a broken mouth on her forehead. In the past few days, the gauze had been removed. His soft lips touched the edge of her wound, so he was extremely careful.

"Oh, I forgot to see it. Is the wound very ugly? It's going to leave scars." Yun Hua suddenly remembered and immediately reached out to cover his forehead.

Her hand that made it into a rice dumpling was really inconvenient.

Yunhua was mourning. She really forgot the wound on her forehead. The wound was very deep and heavy, but it was not fatal. She didn't take it seriously. She was all over Bo Siqing. At this moment, when he kissed her, she suddenly remembered that she was disfigured.

"Not ugly, very beautiful, like a little star."

Someone said sincerely.

Yunhua was speechless.

Although she doesn't dress up normally, she doesn't like beauty. Her wound is like a little star... Can't she imagine it?

A small star means many edges and corners, and the wound will not shine like a star... So, isn't it ugly yet?

"Not ugly, really, I promise."

"Hmph." Yun Hua looked at the face that was close to her. Even though she looked sick, she was very haggard. However, this face was still so beautiful that it made people unable to take their eyes off her eyes. She couldn't help grinding her teeth, and suddenly raised her head and bit someone's chin...

The faint blue stubble made her lips hurt, but she couldn't bear to let go.

The warm and humid touch made someone's body tense suddenly, and he couldn't help swallowing, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, which showed his nervousness.

"Be good, don't make a fuss." Someone's voice was a little dumb.

Yunhua's heart is sweet, but her lover is so sensitive to her "kiss", which is actually very fulfilling.

Her tongue swept maliciously, and the slightly thorny stubble made the tip of her tongue itchy.

She clearly felt that someone was completely tense.

"Don't make a fuss when you say it, you're still disobedient, right?" Bo Siqing's voice became deeper and his intact left hand suddenly stretched out, clamped against her waist and pinched it.

"Um!" Yun Hua laughed itchy, and her teeth that could have been restrained accidentally lost control and completely bit his chin...

"hiss--"

Listening to his pain, Yunhua quickly let go and read his "masterpiece".

On his chin, there were a row of small neat tooth marks...
Chapter completed!