Chapter 1817 An Mu, Please Follow Me (7)

When this thought flashed through Bo Yi's mind, his breathing paused slightly.

He had never thought about this kind of thing before.

Because he didn't plan to have any contact with women in the future.

However, now because of the opposition of the second personality,... has it changed! ?

Bo Yi looked at the tiny chip on his fingertips, and his clear eyes became deeper and darker.

Time passed by drop by drop. Bo Yi finally put the chip away, then slowly walked to the curtain of the study, and he opened the heavy curtain.

The sun shone down, outside was the street, the traffic gradually increased, and everything in sight was a retro European-style building. Bo Yi looked at this scene, as if it was no different from usual, but he didn't know from which moment, everything seemed to have changed again.

If he went to pursue An Mu, would An Mu... agree?

If not, would he insist or give up?

There were too many unknowns, but what he was most hesitant about was his mentality.

He only saw An Mu as a student, a little girl, a pitiful and strong girl. Apart from that, he didn't think he had any feelings for her.

At most, he could try his best to treat her as a sister and love her more.

He knew that this was not fair to An Mu. He didn't approach her with the most sincere feelings, but he really didn't want the second personality to do something that he could not redeem at that time.

What imprisonment, torture, caged, repressed and perverted, that kind of thing, "he" had done before.

An Mu was provoked by "him" because of him, he couldn't just let it go.

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Bo Yi finally sighed for a long time, turned around, walked to the table, opened the drawer, and took out a notebook.

He took out a pen from the pen holder, sat there, and wrote something on the notebook with the pen.

Then, the notebook was thrown into the drawer by him, and on a certain paper inside, he wrote two or three hundred words.

Yes.

That was the exchange diary he left for "him". He hoped that "him" could tell him everything he had done and what he needed to know. He would no longer monitor "him" and hoped that the two of them could live in peace in this body.

If they could make a flawless transition, then Bo Yi would not want to tell An Mu about his illness.

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And now, what he had to do was to tell An Mu that he wanted to be with her.

Regardless of whether his feelings were male or female, nothing was more important than her safety.

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When Bo Yi was about to go out, he vaguely heard footsteps on the stairs. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the door.

An Mu was about to tell him that she should go to class. She had a big class in the morning.

But when she was downstairs, she didn't know whether to go or not. When she looked at the stairs, she suddenly felt that the stairs leading upstairs seemed to have added a bit of unspeakable mystery because of him.

She suddenly wanted to know, what was upstairs?

Even though he was a complicated person and had done many things that he couldn't accept, An Mu didn't want to admit that he was really a bad guy from the bottom of his heart.