Chapter 443

Name:My Guardian Mr Bo Author:Fu Jiu
Since then, also and settle down, no longer implicated!

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The trees on both sides of the road outside the window still made a clattering sound, just like when she came, but now the difference is that she finally returned, and the driver beside her is uncle.

An Ge'er leans on the co pilot and looks out of the window. The window is half open. The wind blows in slowly, and her hair is a little messy in front of her eyes.

Eye socket still some pan red, but inside moist, but early by the wind and blow dry.

Holding the Black Jewelry Box in his hand, he said nothing.

The air, still flowing, diffuse.

The car left the road, one side of the road is the woods, the other side is the sea of mountains, continuous end.

The car slowed down and stopped at the side of the road.

Seeing the car stop, Angela turned her head to look at him.

But he was looking at himself.

Bo Yan looked at her beautiful but messy appearance, and his heart didn't feel more pain.

An Ge Er also did not speak, just just want to take back sight, but see the next second, he suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled her over, and held her in his arms.

Slender big palm also constantly stroking her hair, dull but loving voice came, "good, nothing, everything will be OK."

An Ge'er was held in his arms, one hand holding the black box, the other hand could not help but tightly clenched the lapel of his chest. His face was buried in his chest. After hearing his words and feeling his comfort, his nose suddenly became sour again.

The eyes were swollen and swollen, and hot tears overflowed.

In fact, many people are like this.

I think that I can calm everything. When I think I can bear it, I can't help the pain and pain in my heart.

Wanton spread in the bottom of my heart.

Most of the reason for Angela's pain is not that she has cut off her relationship with her family, but that she will never meet her mother who she was expecting.

Even a photo, I don't have it.

There was no impression of her in her memory.

When she was five years old, she didn't have any Do you remember her?

An Ge Er clenched the box in his hand. On the back of his white and thin hand, there was a blue vein hidden in it. He sobbed softly in his chest, and his shoulder trembled slightly.

Bo Yan caresses her hair and looks at her repressed appearance at this time. He is deeply distressed.

Lower jaw against her forehead, a gentle comfort, "good, I'll always be there."

If, at that time, 11-12-year-old herself, in that afternoon, did not pay attention to the five or six-year-old, they are afraid that the rest of their life, there will be no intersection.

In that case, it's hard for Bo Yan to imagine.

She is a thin and weak little girl, will in this world, how hard to live in the end.

"Uncle Will I be an orphan Her voice was nasal, choked, and asked.

An Ge'er also dare not imagine, if oneself side does not have his words, that she should be how lonely and helpless.

On hearing this, Bo Yan asked her to raise her head and hold her small face. While wiping her tears, she whispered, "nonsense, how can you be an orphan of your age?"

How could she be an orphan.

In this world, she still has relatives, still alive relatives.

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