If he still has their memories, she believes that he will wait even when he grows old.
But now, there is no memory of their mad love in his mind.
She was really not sure anymore.
She sighed softly, and at this moment, a man sat down next to her. She didn't pay much attention to it at first, but within a moment, she immediately discovered that the man was a pickpocket.
At this time, a woman riding alone on a boat can easily get into trouble.
But the pickpocket might be in trouble tonight, so she remained calm and pretended to continue looking out the window at the rippling blue coast.
The pickpocket sitting next to her couldn't help but be secretly happy when he saw that she was not alert at all. He didn't expect that he would actually touch a fish.
He felt secretly happy, thinking that he had reached out to Xia Hou Huan'er's handbag placed aside without knowing it, grabbed the zipper, and tried to open it quietly.
Xia Houhuan'er was about to take action, but she didn't expect that a palm was faster than hers and grabbed the pickpocket's palm. Then a cold voice came: "You should be damned if you steal even the belongings of a pregnant woman."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden crunch, and the pickpocket let out a shrill scream, and his wrist had been violently broken.
Xiahou Huan'er looked up. When she saw that handsome face that was as cold as ice, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help blurting out: "Ao Po."
The man heard her cry, glanced at her suspiciously, and then handed the screaming pickpocket to the security guard on the ship.
"Aopo, do you still remember me?" Xiahou Huan'er stood up from her seat and looked at him. He still hadn't changed. His handsome face was as frozen as ice, without any expression. It was cold and inhumane.
He frowned: "Who are you? Should I know you?"
"I am Huan'er, Xia Hou Huan'er, you don't recognize me?" Seeing the cold expression on his face, Xia Hou Huan'er was immediately discouraged.
"I don't know. It's very dangerous for you to be on the boat alone at this time. Find someone to accompany you in the future, otherwise something will easily happen." After Ao Po finished speaking, he left indifferently without waiting for her reply.
He is not the Ao Po of the future. Yes, the Ao Po of the future is dead. He is the Ao Po of the 21st century. He does not know her and has never seen her.
No matter what he did to her in the future, at this moment, when she met him again, she found that she had no hatred for him.
The future has come to an end, and all grudges and grudges have been buried with the destruction of the earth.
In the 21st century, can we choose to have good fate or bad fate?
She didn't know, but she was very happy in her heart.
She reached out and stroked her belly. The baby was very well behaved and quiet tonight.
Choosing to leave in the middle of the night seemed really not ideal. She couldn't help but feel sleepy just sitting there.
She covered her mouth with her hand, yawned, supported her chin with her hand, and lowered the coffee table in front of her.
I feel really sleepy and want to sleep~
After the scene just now, even if there are bad guys on the ship, they probably wouldn't dare to act rashly. There are also security guards patrolling the ship, so it should be fine.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't bear it any longer, so she simply lay down on the coffee table in front of her and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but some rats on the ship saw her lying on the coffee table and fell asleep alone. The long night was long, and they couldn't hold it anymore, and they started to make moves.
