In my heart, I mourned for three seconds of silence for Mr. Bo Jiu.
Bo Zhanye was not angry and left in his wheelchair.
Well... Master Jiu doesn't need them to feel bad...
In the ward, Fu Xixi played games for a long time and was stuck in a plot and couldn't get out. She was extremely depressed.
"Who designed this plot to be so difficult? How can it satisfy the male protagonist?"
"Try the homemade dumplings in the refrigerator." came a gentle voice.
Fu Xixi subconsciously turned her eyes and saw a gentle and delicate face!
He has gold-rimmed glasses on his face and is elegant, exactly like the male supporting character in it!
So handsome! So familiar!
"You, you are..."
Bo Xilang introduced himself: "I heard that you have no memory now, so I will introduce myself again.
Bo Xilang, Uncle Jiu’s nephew, we used to be very good friends.”
Bo Zhanye's nephew? Bo Zhanye actually has such a big and handsome nephew?
Fu Xixi stood up quickly: "Hello, hello, nice to meet you."
"Um...how do you know which option to choose in this game? The superior male protagonist doesn't know how to eat dumplings!"
Bo Xilang smiled slightly: "If you are used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, you will like to eat something special. If you don't believe me, try it."
"Okay." Fu Xixi clicked on the plot again, and she really passed the level!
"Great! I was stuck for half an hour, thank you. Thank you very much."
"Are you good at playing games? Please teach me how to upgrade. I want that pink costume."
Bo Xilang politely agreed, sat down, and played games with Fu Xixi.
Ever since, when Bo Zhan had sunbathed for a while and Taiyang returned to the ward, he heard the sound of happy smiles in the ward.
Looking again, the two of them were sitting together, very happy and intimate.
Suddenly, his handsome face fell into darkness: "Cough."
Hearing the sound, Bo Xilang looked back and saw that it was Bo Zhanye, and quickly stood up:
"Uncle Jiu, you're back. I just arrived at the ward and you weren't there, so I played a few games with Aunt Jiu."
Fu Xixi didn't realize at all that the man's breath was sinking, and said with a smile:
"Yes, Mr. Jiu, your nephew is very good at playing games. I really didn't expect there to be such a handsome person who can also play games.
You have to study hard, otherwise you will be busy working and keeping a straight face, which will be boring."
Bo Zhanye's mouth twitched slightly.
Praising other men in front of him and then hurting him?
Is she taking advantage of her amnesia to act recklessly?
He looked at Bo Xilang with a cold gaze: "Now that you've seen it, go back. I want to rest."
Bo Xilang understood Bo Zhanye's mood and didn't say much: "Okay.
Aunt Ninth, let’s talk next time we meet.”
"Yeah!" Fu Xixi nodded enthusiastically.
Bo Xilang walked away, and when passing by Bo Zhanye, he whispered: "Uncle Jiu, you look very jealous when you are jealous.
But Xixi does seem to like me more in this state.
If that's the case, I'm a bit embarrassed as to whether I should grab it or not."
Bo Zhanye tightened his slender hands and looked at Bo Xilang with his unusually deep eyes.
Even in a wheelchair, he is still aloof and superior to others.
"Imagination is very rich. Go back and freeze your brain in the freezer and be realistic."