She laughed at me.

I leaned against the wall with my back to the door and said lazily, "Is Bo Lichen good?" He just has two eyes, a nose and a mouth, and he is different from others.

Lofe smiled, looking at me strangely.

"What else?"

She pressed on.

"And, let me think about it."

I deliberately held my cheek and touched my chin in contemplation.

He continued: "He is neither a talkative person nor a person who can be seen through, and whoever is with him is unlucky." After

saying this, I actually felt a little weak.

He rubbed his palms together, lowered his head and didn't dare to look into Lofe's eyes.

"Do you hear that, Brother Chen?"

Lofe looked behind me, and I was taken aback and turned away in disbelief.

Only then did I realize that Bo Lichen was standing behind me at some point, and his expression was extremely cold.

Suddenly, the "bad words" I had just said lingered in my mind, and each sentence stomped Bo Lichen into the ground.

I denied not only his physical appearance, but also his character.

Oh, my God!

"No... It's not like that..."

I quickly waved my hand, not knowing how to explain it.

Immediately, Bo Lichen said coldly: "You go out." "

Get out?

Who was he calling out?

I think it was only what I said that provoked him, and he should have told me to get out.

I walked past him with my head hanging down.

I suddenly thought, no, this is my room.

Why am I going out?

Besides, if I go out and leave him and Luo Fei in this confined space, lonely men and widows, what will I do?

I retreated again, only to realize that Bo Lichen was talking to Luo Fei.

Lofe walked up to me gently, whispered "take care", and slipped out the door with a smirk.

Before leaving, don't forget to close the door.

I didn't know what to say, so I just leaned against the door.

Looking at Bo Lichen quietly, he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that it would make him even more restless.

"Its... Actually, I'm just joking..."

I stole a glance at him, and saw that his eyes were locked on me, and his eyes were dark and deep, and he became more and more nervous.

His hair was a little messy, and his fine bangs covered his forehead, just blocking his eyebrows but not his eyes.

My skin is about the same as mine, but my facial features are more three-dimensional and the edges and corners are more distinct.

I like to look at his eyelashes the most, because his eyelashes are thin and long, like a small brush that can tickle the beating heart of others.

When I looked at him like this, I realized that he was really good-looking.

A wicked thought suddenly rose in my heart, and I wanted to touch him lightly on his white and tender face.

Damn, what was I thinking....

He's looking at me, and I'm looking at him.

It's just that his expression on me is unpredictable, but I'm naked. Naked, admiring his face.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

I can guarantee that if Bo Lichen were a woman, how many men would have fallen under this angelic face.

Bo Lichen ignored my exploratory expression and just walked in front of me without saying a word.

At that moment, I caught a look of panic in his eyes.

I leaned against the door, just about to apologize, but who knew that he actually lowered his head slowly.

I thought he was trying to play a prank again, and then my shoulders sank, only to realize that he had rested his head on mine.

"I'm sorry."

His voice was soft and light, but to me, every word was precious.

Bo Lichen's hair must have not been cut in a while, and it was a little itchy when it touched my neck.

I couldn't help but scratch my neck, and who knew that I accidentally pulled his hair, so I carefully stroked his hair and smoothed it out.

"Why do you want to apologize to me?"

I suddenly felt like a child now, and this was the first time I had seen him bow his head and say those three words to me.

Bo Lichen shook his head, and this action seemed to rub my chin.

I sighed and said, "I'm the one who should say I'm sorry."

As soon as the voice fell, Bo Lichen's voice sounded softly in my ears again: "Go back with me." "

I know he meant to let me go back to sarin with him, but there's no way I'm going back right now.

At least for now, I'm going to stay here and find Bai Liang, or Jin Chuan's whereabouts.

The moment I hugged Bo Lichen with my backhand, I could clearly feel that he was suddenly stunned.

He probably didn't expect me to do this, and he stood still, his head still resting on my shoulder.

"Bo Lichen, is there really a parallel time and space in this world?"

The feeling of holding him is warm and reassuring, like holding a well-behaved big white bear.

At this time, I suddenly felt that this moment was so beautiful that I felt like I was dreaming.

"The universe is a four-dimensional space, and theoretically speaking, there are parallel space-times."

Bo Lichen replied.

I couldn't see the look on his face, but I could feel that he must be frowning at the moment, because I didn't answer what he had just said.

"Suppose a country is now twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and on the other side of the earth, across the prime meridian, it is twelve o'clock yesterday. If someone crosses this line from this country to that country, does it mean that they are back to yesterday? "

The earth is round, but every country on the planet is going through a different time.

Sometimes it's dark on our side, but it's just dawn on the other side.

If we could return to another country for the day in a short period of time, it would soon mean that the day would be repeated?

If I could go back to yesterday, would I be able to see a different picture?

Am I able to stop this?

Actually, I know it's just my wishful thinking, but I still have it.

"When you go to another country, time and space change. If you still want to go back to the original time, then your space must change. But time is changing, so you can't go back to the original time. "

He couldn't have said anything more clearly, that I couldn't go back in time.

"Do you remember Cai Junda saying that he wanted to write a novel called "Dream Origin"?"

I suddenly remembered what Cai Jun said that day, he said that he would write me, Bo Lichen, and Mo Zhilang into his new book, which is called "Dream Origin", and I immediately felt a little ridiculous.

Dreaming back to the past, back to the beginning of things, maybe only in a novel would be written like this.

In reality, we have unconsciously lived as people in novels, composing different youths.

In the end, everyone will grow old, and even the most heinous fugitives will inevitably suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death.

Sometimes, like God, they control the fate of others, but they have to live their lives in exile.

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