235 A confession
A few minutes ago, when Bo Yunli saw su ye’s WeChat, he was still working overtime in the office.
He looked at the little girl’s bold and imaginative question, took off his glasses, and gently pinched the space between his eyebrows.
He opened a brand new webpage and typed in three words.
‘Ultraman
When he saw the search results, he realized that it was the cartoon Pattern on the girl’s socks.
He took a break from his heavy work and spent a few minutes learning about Ultraman’s ‘life’ before replying to the little girl’s WeChat message.
However, when he sent the photo to the little girl, he accidentally saw the photo of the box that his mother had left him.
An image flashed through his mind.
He felt like he had seen a similar box somewhere today.
It was a very familiar feeling.
He pressed his temples, unable to recall.
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Su ye stared at the screen for a moment.
[ treasure bowl: I like little monsters. ]
[ treasure basin: good night, My Little Monster. ]
She was a little monster.
Then the one he liked was Yingluo.
Su also quietly put her phone back on the bed and turned around, pretending that she had not seen anything.
However, two seconds later, she turned back to pick up the phone again and read the message again.
He curled his lips without a sound.
He wasn’t a decent person, he just relied on his good looks.
A moment later, su also suddenly remembered that in the afternoon, her Junior Brother had ridiculed her for not having a boyfriend.
Actually, it was almost there.
40 years ago, she had met many people, including Bo Zhan, Lin zhengen and the rest. In the end, they were all treated as brothers by her.
There was only one person, who was usually very serious, but the thing that broke the public image was that she also had a brain for love.
He had confessed to her very suddenly. It was a pity that the person was not as good-looking as Bo Yunli.
Su also rubbed her chin as she recalled what she had said back then.
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At the same time, in the Zhang family.
It was late at night, but Zhang Qingfeng was still awake. He was holding a book in his hand, and the light was dim.
The wind started to blow outside the window.
He took off his glasses and let them hang in front of his chest. He put down the book and got up to close the window.
He didn’t leave. With his hands behind his back, he stood in front of the window and looked out. He was thin and his back was straight.
He recalled the one and only confession experience he had in his life.
When he was young, he had been married once because of a marriage alliance between his family.
His wife was weak and passed away not long after giving birth to his son.
He had wanted to live like this for the rest of his life, until he met that girl.
The light in her eyes was different from the others, and it ignited a certain part of his heart.
Back then, he had been very persistent. The girl had rejected him time and time again, but he had faced her difficulties again and again.
After that, he forced the girl into a corner. He vaguely remembered the girl’s reply back then.”How about this, let’s each take a step back and I’ll take you as my disciple, Yingluo?”
He was quite dumbfounded at that time. He had never seen anyone reject others like this when he had read more than ten thousand books.
However, this was also the difference between the girl and others.
Moreover, after calming down and thinking about it, although he had already had a status in the capital and was respected by many, he still had a burden with him. How could he be worthy of her?
He didn’t expect his confession to fail, but he had really accepted his disciple.
Especially his young son, who, under the girl’s inspiration, had indeed shown a very high talent in medical skills.
Unfortunately, he had forgotten his original intention.
Zhang Qingfeng was too lazy to think about his son who had become someone else’s son-in-law. He continued to recall the girl’s every frown and smile.
Unconsciously, a smile appeared on her face. It was a smile that Bai Yuqiao had never seen before.
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