The light in the study on the third floor of Bo's house is still on.
This floor is exclusive to Bo Jinghan. Next to the study is the children's room and her own bedroom. But at this moment, the person sitting in front of the desk is not Bo Jinghan, but Mr. Bo, who is worried about her and can't sleep.
I saw the old man wearing a thin coat, leaning on a wooden armchair, sitting in front of the table, fingering a book that was still open on the table, his eyes swept over the beautiful lines of notes on the book, and fell on the corner of the table.
out of the folding photo frame.
The folding photo frame, which is like a miniature screen, reflects four different photos. There is a photo of Bo Jinghan with Mr. Bo Junchen when he first arrived at the Bo family, a family photo taken again when the two little guys were three years old, and a photo of her.
A single photo of her wearing a wedding dress, as well as a photo of her and Lu Yan under the sunset.
Four photos reflect her life in recent years from another aspect.
Mr. Bo watched silently, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, but the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and he was very happy. However, this happiness only lasted for a few seconds, and then turned into anxious worry. Until now, there is still no trace of worry.
There was no news about Jinghan, even from the Mo family. He was really afraid, afraid that something would happen to his little Jinghan, afraid that the child he taught carefully would leave him like the Qingqing he held in the palm of his hand.
go!
He didn't want, he didn't want such a scene to happen again.
Let the women and girls he loved and favored leave him behind one by one and leave first.
God, what did he do wrong to deserve such punishment?
Isn't it enough to send away his wife and daughter? Does he, a gray-haired man who has only a few years to live, also have to send away his precious little granddaughter?
If possible, he would rather take her place!
As long as God is willing, he would rather——
"Old man, it's time for you to rest."
The door to the study room was pushed open, and the old housekeeper who had been with him for many years walked in.
Mr. Bo withdrew his thoughts from his sadness, looked up at the old housekeeper approaching the desk with solemn eyes, and shook his head gently: "I can't sleep, I have to wait for the child to come back!"
After a pause, before the old housekeeper could persuade him, he seemed to have remembered something and asked again: "Are those two little guys asleep?"
"Well, I'm sleeping. After all, I'm just a kid, so I can't stand it no matter what." Thinking of the pitiful appearance of the two little guys resisting sleepiness and stubbornly waiting for their parents to come back, the old housekeeper couldn't help but blush.
eye socket.
"Well, that's good. Send a few more people to guard the little one. The whereabouts of Jinghan's girl are unknown now. We have no way of knowing what the situation is. But these two little ones are her life, and they are also
The future and hope of our Bo family. Take good care of them and make sure they are safe and sound!"
"Yes, extra manpower has been dispatched, and a few more teams of security guards who are on duty outside will be dispatched."
After hearing this, the old man finally felt a little relieved, nodded, and breathed out soothingly, "How are you doing with the emperor and his ministers? Isn't there any news yet?"
"No."
Although these two words are cruel, they are not unexpected.
The old man was fully prepared and accepted it silently, but when he looked at the photo on the corner of the table, the emotions in his eyes tumbled a little.
The two old men, separated by a desk, were sitting and standing, continuing the quiet and strange atmosphere at this moment.
It wasn't until the old housekeeper standing opposite Mr. Bo suddenly let out a low exclamation, breaking the quiet and strange atmosphere——
