Chapter 70 - 70 70 Lessons from the Past
Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
70: Chapter 70: Lessons from the Past 70: Chapter 70: Lessons from the Past âBo Jingshen, have you lost all humanity?
Do you even know what time it is?!â The voice that came through sounded like a dragon roaring.
âKnow, make it quick.â Bo Jingshen said, first giving the address of Su Lu District, then continued, âThe car keys are in the shoe cabinet drawer, the car is in the underground parking lot.â
Then he ended the call, walked to the roadside breakfast cart, bought a pancake, and sat on the steps of an unopened storefront, slowly munching away.
Jing Ruo sped over like a mad street racer, after all, she wasnât the one to pay the fine.
When she stopped on the roadside, what she saw was him sitting there gnawing on a pancake.
Big boss?
Forget it, with the way he looked right now, you could believe he was a disheveled construction worker who hadnât been paid.
Just a better-looking laborer.
Jing Ruo rolled down the driverâs side window, glared at the person by the road, then angrily honked the horn.
Bo Jingshen had just finished the pancake and leisurely tossed the plastic bag towards a nearby trash can, then slowly slid his slippered feet over and opened the car door to sit in the back seat.
Jing Ruo looked like she wanted to strangle him, âAre you seriousâ¦
Early in the morning!
I come to pick you up and you canât even buy me a pancake, and I can let that go!
But since when am I your driver that you just slide into the back seat as soon as you arrive?â
âDonât fuss, Iâm exhausted.â Bo Jingshen simply lay down on the spacious back seat, bending his legs.
Jing Ruo originally wanted to make a scene, but turning her head and seeing Bo Jingshenâs tired face, she snorted, âHad I known, I should have called Zhuang Cai Nan to pick you up, she would have been more than happy to.â
Bo Jingshen looked at her sideways, âIf I was willing to let her pick me up, why would I call you?â
âWhat do you mean?
Does that mean I should feel honored?â Jing Ruo asked.
âIt means, stop making a fuss.â Bo Jingshen raised his arm to block his eyes.
Jing Ruo turned her head and started the car, pulling it out onto the road, âWhat were you out thieving last night, running out in the middle of the night, only coming back at the break of dawn, and looking like you hadnât slept all night?â
âMind your own business.â Bo Jingshen still had his arm over his eyes.
âYou think I want to poke my nose into your business?
Iâm just curious, and besides, Iâm afraid you might make a mistake.
Donât you have any self-awareness of your situationâ¦?â Jing Ruo said while glancing at the back seat through the rearview mirror.
The person lying in the back seat seemed completely indifferent, as if he had already fallen asleep, so Jing Ruo didnât plan to say any more.
But unexpectedly, after a few seconds of silence, the person in the back seat actually responded.
Although the voice was soft, faint, and weary, it definitely responded to what she had just said.
âIâm aware, many things arenât helpful just because youâre aware of them.â Bo Jingshen wasnât used to speaking to Jing Ruo in such a tone.
It made Jing Ruo a bit uncomfortable, and it took her a moment to react.
âSo, there is really a situation?
It canât be, can it?â
Bo Jingshen reverted to his usual impatient attitude towards her, âI really am too tired to be fussing over this with you, you donât understand a damn thingâ¦â
Jing Ruo almost laughed out of anger because she had just thought Bo Jingshen had improved his attitude, damn it!
She angrily pressed down on the accelerator, âHmph!
Just donât hurt anyone, okay?
You havenât forgotten the lessons learned from those past incidents, have you?â
Bo Jingshen didnât respond.
Jing Ruo, not getting any response from the back seat, looked through the rearview mirror a few times and felt that he must have really fallen asleep.
So, she no longer spoke and drove more steadily.
When Jing Ruo said those words, Bo Jingshen actually hadnât fallen asleep, but due to exhaustion, he soon fell into a deep sleep.
Perhaps because Jing Ruo had just mentioned them, Bo Jingshenâs dreams were filled with those past warnings she spoke of.
Those accidents that had no reason to them, those ruined lives, those women who, even though he felt nothing for them, had shown relentless pursuit, but werenât good enough for him.
They did nothing wrong, and yet they faced such undeserved misfortune.
A young girl lay on the hospital bed, her face haggard and defeated, under the blanket, one leg was now nothing but empty space.
A pair of eyes, also empty, looked at Bo Jingshen and asked him, âWhat did I do wrong?â
Whether in his memories or in the dream he was having at the moment, Bo Jingshen was unable to utter a word.
He had nothing to say, because she had done nothing wrong.
If loving someone was wrong, then everyone in this world would be a sinner.
The scene in the dream shifted, still a hospital bed, but no longer the same girl as before.
The woman on the bed in front of him was wrapped in thick gauze, the air permeated with the ointment smell characteristic of a burn unit.
Her eyes, brimming with tears, asked him, âIs loving you a crime?
Otherwise, why must I suffer such punishmentâ¦â
Bo Jingshen couldnât answer.
He couldnât find an answer.
Beyond this, there were other precedents, not as severe as this, but they were still precedents nonetheless.
And ultimately, the scene in the dream shifted again.
Bo Jingshen saw the faces of those women all turn into Su Lu!
The woman who lost a leg due to an accident, the woman who got burned in an accident, their faces, all became Su Luâs face.
Their eyes also turned into Su Luâs clear, deer-like eyes.
Unblinkingly staring at him, they asked him, âDid I do something wrong?
Otherwise, why would I be punished like this?â
Bo Jingshen almost struggled to wake from the dream.
He suddenly sat up, startling Jing Ruo, who lost her grip on the steering wheel, causing the car to swerve elegantly on the road, which prompted the cars behind to honk furiously.
âWhatâs wrong?!â Jing Ruo, still feeling uneasy, looked back in the rearview mirror, âYou trying to scare me to death?!â
âItâs nothing.â Bo Jingshen looked outside, âWhere are we?â
Although he wasnât familiar with the roads in Feng City, he recognized that this didnât seem to be the way back.
Jing Ruo said carelessly, âI got hungry, and I read on a review website that thereâs a place with great dim sum.
I planned to grab a bite on the way back.
I saw you were sleeping; I didnât expect youâd wake up so suddenly.â
Seeing that his complexion was still not great, she tentatively asked, âDo you wantâ¦
me to drop you off before I go to buy the food?â
Bo Jingshen, though he wasnât usually fond of her, wasnât so mean as to deprive someone of food.
He shook his head, âNo need, you go buy it.â
He raised his hand to shield his eyes, bent his legs, and lay down again in the back seat, taking deep breaths.
His wildly beating heart in his chest started to calm down gradually.
Jing Ruo chuckled, âAlright then, let me tell you, this dim sum is delicious, youâre definitely not interested in looking up famous food spots, youâre lucky to be with me.â
Jing Ruo didnât intend to get a response; Bo Jingshen often ignored her anyway, and she was used to it.
Unexpectedly, Bo Jingshenâs hoarse voice came softly from the back seat.
He asked, âHowâs Han Zhiya doing?â
The smile froze on Jing Ruoâs face, then quickly faded away.