Chapter 884

Words fall, without hesitation, gently in a man's face, as a kind of comfort.

For a while, Bo didn't speak. He just held her quietly and held the youth diary tightly in his hand.

What she said, he knew, he didn't know, not only knew it clearly, but also believed it very much!

I thought that he had known for a long time that he could be indifferent, but as a result Look up to yourself.

Looking at her between the lines, expressing her sincerity, every word comes from the heart Young frivolous? Young frivolous indeed. The passion of love for the first time was all given to Xi mubai.

He didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't deny it. He was envious of Xi mubai, and his heart was so thick that he took root. He was envious of her affection and had given it to others.

Even if this kind of thought is irrational, even morbid, it is still out of control.

He thought that she was his. He would not miss a little.

However, it's not her fault that he didn't participate in her past. It's fate that the two meet too late. What's wrong with her?

Thin cold city looks changeable, like a whirlpool in the eyes, containing infinite mystery.

"Sister ah Zheng, you know, I can Envy. "

Suddenly, the thin cold city fell a light sentence.

If they were not too close, Luo Zheng could hear them clearly and think they were wrong.

What did he just say?

He said he was jealous!

Luo Zheng is a little bit stunned. She looks at Bo Hancheng's side face and is a little at a loss.

To this end, Bo Hancheng didn't hide anything, saying truthfully: "I know that you and he are already in the past. I also know that you love me now, even Before I open this diary, I am ready to accept it. It's just that I was wrong, overestimating my patience... "

The man's voice is as clear as wine, and the silk is wrapped around the heart of Luo Zheng. It flows slowly and makes people intoxicated.

Luo Zheng can't help but listen to the music.

Even if, what he wants to say, she can probably guess, but there is a kind of inexplicable heart, listening to him.

"Looking at the diary, you expressed your love for Xi mubai, so warm and unreserved. I, envy him, can get these, at the same time a little jealous, because these It's something I didn't have. "

After Bo Hancheng said that, the whole person was a little low, with raven black eyelashes hanging down, inexplicably like a big child.

Seeing this, Luo Zheng looked at him and felt his cheek: "brother Cheng, you are a fool. What's jealousy? You are so perfect. You must have been loved by young girls and children before me. You have written many love letters and kept them in your diary... "

"No."

Unexpectedly, thin cold city light once, a little unimaginable.

Luo Zheng's eyes were almost wide and unbelievable: "no one has written a love letter to you? I don't believe... "

"Really not..."

Bo Hancheng repeated that it was not a joke at all.

In fact, he really said that there are many women who pursue him, most of them are very direct. They either contact by phone, send them to bed directly, or make all kinds of encounters.

It seems that there are few such advertisements with love letters, which may be too euphemistic and not direct.

Suddenly unknown, personally written love letters, more full of a certain sincerity, people want to cherish more!