2017: C2017 The Soldiers Were Engaged in Close Combat

C2017 The Soldiers Were Engaged in Close Combat

"You can't stop it."

"Then drag it on, drag it on for a day"

Bo Qian's attitude was also very firm.

The subordinate did not dare to say anymore.

It was better not to get involved in a fight between big shots.

...

The first floor of the hospital was completely covered up.

In order to prevent Mu Shinian from running away again, they arranged many bodyguards and even installed a lot of people under the window. Although Mu Shinian was in a half-crippled state and would not jump out the window to escape, she could not do anything.

Bo Qian sat on the window and flipped the notebook in his hand.

There were many notes, and they were recorded almost every day.

Sometimes, the content was rather boring.

Bo Qian, on the other hand, had a very good feeling when he read it.

It was as if he could see Mu Shinian's past through these traces.

Good, bad.

Simple, complicated.

He complained that the exam papers were too easy.

Complaining that it was always raining and the air was humid.

Or climbing the wall with his clothes hooked.

Her grandmother brought her out to play.

...

...

A lot, a lot.

Nothing big or small.

Sometimes, there was only one sentence a day.

Bo Qian looked at it seriously until he heard footsteps beside him. He then closed his notebook and looked at the person in silence.

Zhou Yansoong sighed and said, "I came to see my disciple, but you didn't let me?"

Bo Qian opened the notebook again. "You don't need to see her. She is very good."

Zhou Yansoong sighed and said helplessly, "She is my disciple after all. I won't say anything. She won't even let me see her, right?"

"You know why I don't want to see her." Bo Qian looked at the notes and said, "As you said, she will do what you need to do. You will have nothing to do with her from now on. She is no longer your disciple."

... ""

Zhou Yansoong laughed out loud and said, "Well, you are right."1

"So, don't come here." Bo Qian was a little impatient. "Don't come and find her either."

... "" Zhou Yansoong stared at the diary in his hand and sighed. He said, "Whatever I taught her, no matter what she does, she needs to remember it. This way, day by day, she can at least leave some traces in this world."

"In the future, perhaps I can let those who care about her see how she lives every day."

Bo Qian frowned and looked at him coldly.

"What do you want to say?"

"Are you really not going to let her know about her?" Zhou Yansoong lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He looked at him with a smile. "I made a mistake back then and made her contact some people. Although she withdrew her hand in time, she still left some traces behind. Soon, there would be people who would look for her. Bo Qian, whether you are willing to believe it or not, Mu Shinian does not belong here. And she will not belong to you. She carries a lot of things on her shoulders. Some people need her to go back, or to preside over the big picture, or to overturn the whole situation. To some people, she is their last hope. Even if it is a double-edged sword, those people will still do whatever it takes, Find her. Bo Qian, you can fight against some things, but there are some things... Even if you join forces with us, you will never be able to fight back. This is the so-called fate."

"Since it's too late, then let her know about this first. Go or stay, she'll decide for herself"

Bo Qian looked at him with a sneer.

"I have reserved her future. If you can snatch it away, you can try."

"It's good to be young. I always feel like I can do anything."

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