When Xue Ying went upstairs, he saw a quiet Bo Jinghan.
That kind of quietness makes people feel depressed, and at the same time, there is a faint pain in the heart.
There is a slight pity, but more of it is the emotion hidden behind the quietness, which makes me feel particularly distressed.
"Cynthia..."
Knock on the door and come in.
Blood Eagle's face lost the respect and became more friendly.
It's not like in the past, when I always have a distant attitude towards people.
The familiar voice made Bo Jinghan, who was lost in memories, quickly come to his senses.
She turned her eyes and squinted in the direction of Blood Eagle.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she looked him up and down, then narrowed her gaze without leaving any trace, lowered her eyes. She turned her head and looked into the distance again, staring quietly out of the window.
But although her eyes were staring at the window, those who knew her well knew that her thoughts were not outside at all.
Knock, knock, knock...
The tips of his fingers tapped lightly on the table.
The rhythmic beating sound, whether it was a coincidence or not, actually echoed the blood eagle's approaching footsteps.
One step, another step.
As he approached, Xue Ying just paused when he heard the sound that was clear and pleasant, but made people's heart sink suddenly, slowly came.
"Blood Eagle, I have always felt that I am a person wearing a mask. I have many masks. When one layer is peeled off, there is another layer underneath. The layers are stacked up to hide myself. Because I don't want to be discovered by others.
, my truest side, because I am afraid that if my emotions are exposed, I will bring trouble to myself. And because of the training in the past few years, I have become accustomed to this kind of myself. But now, I am tired and finally found a harbor.
It allows me to put down those masks and hypocrisy and be the truest version of myself. However, I found that I don’t even know what kind of me is real. I can no longer find my true face, even if it is
Facing Lu Yan, I also..."
Touching her stiff smiling face, Bo Jinghan bet that her smile at this moment must be the most standard and gentle.
Looking from a distance, it feels very close.
But she knew very well that even she felt so alienated from herself.
"How could it be? Cynthia, you are a very real existence in front of Mr. Bo and Mr. Bo. In the eyes of the two little guys, you are also a gentle and loving mother. To your friends, you have also done your best.
Considerate and caring. Needless to say, Miss Yun in front of me is an example of this. When it comes to treating subordinates, such as Aze, such as me..."
"You are wrong."
Before Xue Ying could finish his words, Bo Jinghan smiled, shook his head, and interrupted directly: "I don't dare to let down my guard in front of my grandpa and uncle. Yes, they love me very much, but my grandpa loves me and cultivates me, yes
He wants me to bear the burden of the entire Bo family in the future. My uncle's love is mixed with a bit of selfishness. Can't you see that you have followed me for these years? He has always regarded me as the Nuan Xia of the past.
.His kindness to me is often because he wants to find the shadow of Nuan Xia in me. But I dare not show my complete true side to them."
In the past five years, there has not been a day when she did not work conscientiously.
Even when facing her close relatives, she was accustomed to wearing a light mask according to their standards.
So much so that now she has almost lost her way...
