Another day later.

"Painting, the doctor said it's OK. Can I apply for the computer back?"

Yun Hua snorted, "of course not. You need a good rest. You have only had a rest for two days since the operation is finished."

"The doctors said it was ok..."

"Don't think I can't see it. The doctor is threatened by you!" Cloud painting does not give in.

Bo Si Qing sighed, "this little injury, really nothing, as long as not infected, slowly good is."

"What do you say is injury?" Cloud painting bit his lips.

Almost immediately, she remembered the injury he had suffered before, and it was obvious to him that such an injury would not have been fatal.

"Well, well, I'll take another day off." Bo Si Qing had no choice but to let her be sad.

Cloud painting was relieved.

She is not only to let him rest a few days, in fact, she is also worried.

Sulfuric acid had a great impact on his arm, and now doctors are not sure how much his right hand can recover, but there is no doubt that it is always good to have an extra rest, which 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." Cloud painting suddenly said.

She told Bo Si Qing about the decline or even disappearance of her "talent", including her own inference.

"I was too careless. I just felt a little uncomfortable when I helped Yan mu'an in the subway station. I didn't care. Later, in the process of negotiating with Yan mu'an to delay time, I knew that Yan mu'an had killed people before, but I didn't know why my "intuition" didn't work! "

Yun Hua said, "the day before yesterday, you were in the operating room. I sat waiting for you. I was upset. I began to think about these things. I didn't want to know about them. I suddenly found that my" intuition "seemed to have declined from a long time ago, but the degree of weakening was relatively light. I didn't pay much attention to it, so I only found out now."

Bo Si Qing raised his eyebrows.

"I think that's what I think. Simply speaking, I live a relaxed, happy and stable life. This" intuition "or" talent "will decline or even disappear. On the contrary, if I'm too upset, scared, violent This "intuition" will become clearer. "

Bo Si Qing was silent. He wrung his brow and carefully combed what she said.

"Ah Qing, I don't know if this is good or bad..." Cloud painting hesitated. "In principle, this kind of" talent "is excellent and rare. Isn't that why I am a special adviser to the Ministry of public security? This kind of" talent "is really useful and can help a lot. Now there is no such talent I... "

"There is no best." Bo Siqing looked at her seriously and said seriously, "heaven is fair. Everyone has the same amount. If you have a certain kind of" talent "more than others, you will be less than others in some invisible places. Take your "talent". If you have this talent, you will be less peaceful and happy than others. "

"But this talent is very useful..."

"There are too many useful things in this world. If you don't have such a "talent", will the police still handle cases? What's more, this talent will do you more harm than good. Painting, nothing else is important. The only thing that matters is you. " Bo Si Qing holds her hand with the movable left hand with the indwelling needle.

Yunhua nods gently.

She was convinced by bossy.

Among them, there are also factors that she thinks through.

There is no doubt that the dark thoughts in her heart are related to her previous life experience. Now that she can gradually put down those things, does it mean that she can finally fit in with this life?

Does it mean that she finally got rid of the 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's mother and daughter suffer from their own sufferings. They live miserably, which is much worse than death.

While Qi Ziheng and she have turned war into friendship and become passers-by. Wei Weiwei is driven abroad by the Qi family and is not allowed to return home

All kinds of previous life are really far away.

Yun Hua held Bo Si Qing's left arm and put his face on his arm: "I'm also very happy, ah Qing, I'm also very happy."

Bo Si Qing lowers his head and kisses her forehead. There is only a cut on her forehead. These days, the gauze has been removed. His soft lips touch the edge of her wound. Be careful.

"Oh, I forgot to see if the wound is ugly. I want to leave a scar." Cloud painting suddenly remembered, and immediately put out his hand to cover his forehead.

Her hand wrapped into zongzi is too inconvenient.

Yun Hua was sad. 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. Her whole body was on Bo Siqing's body. At this moment, when he kisses her, she suddenly thinks that she is a disgrace?"It's not ugly, it's beautiful, just like a little star."

Someone said it very sincerely.

Cloud painting is speechless.

Although she doesn't dress up, she doesn't love beauty. Her wound is just like a little star If she can't imagine it, will you!

Small stars, means more edges and corners, wounds will not shine like stars So, isn't it ugly?

"Not ugly, really, I promise."

"Hum." Yun Hua looks at the face close at hand. Even if it is sick, it is also haggard. However, this face is still so beautiful that people can't move their eyes. She can't help but grind her teeth and suddenly looks up and bites someone's chin

The faint blue stubble pricked her lips, but she was reluctant to let go.

Being bitten by the jaw, the warm and humid touch makes someone's body tense suddenly, and he can't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. His throat is rolling up and down, which shows his nervousness.

"Good, don't make trouble." Someone's voice is a bit hoarse.

The heart of cloud painting is full of sweetness. The lover is so sensitive to his "kiss". In fact, he has a sense of accomplishment.

She swept the tip of her tongue maliciously, and the stubble pricked slightly, itching on the tip of her tongue.

She felt clearly that someone was completely tense.

"Don't make a fuss, do you?" Bo Si Qing's voice became more and more low. His good left hand suddenly stretched out and pinched her waist.

"Oh Yun Hua is so itchy that he laughs. His teeth, which could have been restrained, accidentally lost control and completely bit his chin

"Hiss -"

after listening to his pain, Yunhua quickly loosened up and went to see his "masterpiece".

On his chin, there are small neat teeth marks

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