This ti, the one fleeing in panic was Yuran, as if she’d been struck by ten thousand volts of electricity, her entire body tingling and her bones turned to mush.
She stumbled and fumbled her way back to the bedroom.
Watching her ludicrously adorable loss of motor control, Bo Yan wrapped his arms around himself from behind her, his smile blooming like a breath of spring.
And he actually laughed out loud...
Before she could close the door, Yuran’s face turned so red it was as if she were bleeding tears.
With a terrible temper, she slamd the door shut with a bang, almost bursting her own eardrums.
No, no, Bo Yan is poisonous.
She actually beca so silly that she lost control of her limbs, what kind of maneuver was that?
She was so embarrassed she couldn’t lift her head.
All that filled her mind was Bo Yan’s phrase ’you won’t be able to escape again.’
She never thought about escaping, wait, hold on, escaping what?
What did that phrase an?
Yuran’s face was a spectacle, and at last, she locked the door from inside, threw herself onto the bed, and pressed a pillow over her head.
In the circle, the aloof and unfeeling Bo Yan, the great actor whose presence ant an icy expanse wherever he went, who could imagine that, when he actually liked soone, his courting could be so earnest and passionate?
Gradually, Yuran seed to understand the aning behind his words ’you won’t be able to escape again.’
It’s precisely because she was beginning to understand that she felt even more cowardly and scared of Bo Yan.
Bo Yan’s affection was like a flood, inevitable, forcing you to confront it head-on, and even if you didn’t like it, you couldn’t guarantee that day after day of such intensity wouldn’t leave you defenseless and beaten.
Bo Yan was too powerful.
Basically, ’I like you, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t like , I will make you like .’ He had the confidence to say such things that ensured you had no escape.
Simply...
Simply...
Yuran let out a long breath, the heat on her face still present, and her ears burning with sha. Who was teasing whom in this whole situation?
Clearly, it was Bo Yan, the cheeky actor, who was shalessly teasing her.
She was the one being teased, yet ended up being accused first, it was utterly unreasonable and unfair.
But why did Bo Yan like her?
Did Bo Yan like Yuran? The original body? Or the original body with a changed soul?
...
In the living room, Bo Yan, watching the firmly closed door, took a seat on the sofa, his mood very good, the smile still lingering on his lips.
He was a man with his own ideas, such as in matters concerning Yuran: previously not liking her was indeed not liking her, but now liking her, he would say it. As for whether Yuran liked him or not.
He thought that surely she would co to like him.
If one day was not enough, then two days, if two days were not enough, then ten days, if ten days were not enough, then ten years. She would co to like him eventually.
Ten years later, Yuran would only be 29 years old; he would be 35, he could afford to wait.
Yuran did not know how many years she had been in soone’s thoughts.
These days, Bo Yan, the great actor, had been learning to cook with a private chef, dropping the jaws of all who knew him well, leaving those like Situ Jue, still abroad, feeling a massive shock.
They had a group chat where, these days, this normally silent group was buzzing with excitent.
[Situ Jue: @Xie Cheng, what did you do to Bo Yan? Did you find a reputable ntal hospital? Did you take him there? Are you mad, or is he?]
[Xie Cheng: (Goodbye) Stop backseat driving from afar, co here and do it yourself!]
[Qi Feng: Exactly, if you’re so capable, take Bo Yan to the psychiatric ward! Who’s stopping you, you’re impressive, go ahead, we’re the cowards, we admit it.]
[Xie Cheng: Seconded. And to those lurking and laughing, better never show up again, my forty-ter saber is ready.]
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