Scumbag Transformation System

When Bo Chushui returned to the classroom, the staged training just ended and it was time for a break.Seeing Bao Chushui who was gently pushing the door and entering, Xia Yuqing put down her legs on the horizontal bar and went to meet him, "What did you do?"

Now is not a good time to say this, Bao Chushui smiled, without revealing anything, "Go to the bathroom."

Xia Yuqing noticed something was wrong, and she paused when she heard the words, but didn't say too much, "Okay."

The training was about to start. Bo Chushui sat down, but his mind drifted away. He sent a message to Liu Tezhu with his mobile phone, asking him to inquire about Liu Liyu's relevant information and recent activities, and specially reminded the theater manager to strengthen security protection. .

The manager was unavoidably surprised when he saw the news, but thinking of the recent relationship between Bo Chushui and the two, he accepted his curiosity again, probably because Bo Chushui got the information from other places.

After all, Bo Chushui was busy and couldn't be by Xia Yuqing's side every day, so he still told Xia Yuqing about the new clues he got during the lunch break.

"So, Liu Liyu, does he know the address of aunt and uncle's home?"

Xia Yuqing frowned, not sure.

After all, it is an information society now, and there are often various online forms in the group. The basic information in it is always transparent, and naturally includes various addresses. If you are interested, you should be able to find it.

Seeing this, Bo Chushui could only exhort, "Then...be careful."

If it's just the illegitimate meal, it's okay to say, it's not possible to find Father Xia and Mother Xia, but now that Liu Liyu is also getting involved with him, it's not necessarily so.

Xia Yuqing nodded, and became even more vigilant in her heart, with a smile on her lips, trying to calm down the other person's heart, "Yeah."

However, things backfired. Shortly after the two finished speaking, Xia Yuqing clashed with them at one o'clock in the afternoon three days later.

A car accident.

When Bo Chushui received a call from the manager of the dance troupe, he rushed to the hospital as soon as he came back from the construction site.

Maybe it's because Liu Liyu didn't expect to search for the records in the past news. They haven't found Xia's father and Xia's mother's house for three or four days. It's just that the illegitimate fan may have lost his temper, so he changed his clothes and stopped immediately. A car was standing guard at the entrance of the dance troupe theater.

People come and go every day, and since he came to the theater in the morning, he never got out of the car. The security guard thought that no one in the car just posted a ticket and didn't drive him away.

As a result, after Xia Yuqing's performance, when he was about to go home after eating in the cafeteria, he quietly followed her.Driving on the bridge, Xia Yuqing suddenly felt something was wrong, and realized that someone was following the car, so he wanted to get rid of it.And the car behind was following closely, gnawing on it, and there was actually a moderate car accident due to the conflict.

Didn't hit the head, but hit the leg.

Fortunately, the doctor just finished the examination and said that there is no major problem. After a week or two of recovery, he can return to the stage, and the nerves and muscles have not been affected.

Bo Chushui was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, showing no emotion. The driver in the front seat glanced at Bo Chushui quietly through the rearview mirror. I don't know that Bo Chushui's heart is in a mess right now.

Another car accident.

The last time Xia Yuqing lost her memory was because of a car accident, this time——

Even though the doctor said that nothing happened, he was absolutely not sure, once some memory fragments were restored due to the impact... Bo Chushui didn't know if he could bear the consequences.

At least he has no intention of breaking up yet.

At least not now.

His eyes accidentally caught sight of the mobile phone on the side, and since he received the call from the theater manager, it has never turned on again——

He didn't know if the other party had already remembered the memory, so there was no news.

The shade cast by the towering trees on both sides of the road criss-crossed across Bo Chushui's face, elongated and shrunk, and the interlacing between shadow and sunlight seemed as long as a century.

However, the hospital was not far away, even if there was not much time left for him to worry and worry.

After entering the lobby clinic, go to the elevator according to the ward number given by the theater manager. The number of elevator prompts changes from one to three. In the narrow and closed space, time seems to be fast but extremely slow.

Bo Chushui's fingertips naturally hung down, and tapped repeatedly on the sewing thread on the left side of the trousers. The slight sweat was absorbed by the neat and straight fabric, and no trace could be seen in the blink of an eye.

The elevator door suddenly opened——

The A304 is right in front of you.

Pushing the door open, Xia Yuqing looked over when she heard the movement, and seeing him, her eyes suddenly burst out with complete trust and joy, which made Bao Chushui let go of her inexplicable anxiety in an instant—it seemed that she hadn't recovered yet.

Xia Yuqing didn't seem to have expected that he would arrive so soon, with a smile in his eyes, as if a few stars suddenly rose on the sea just after the fog cleared.

There was an unspeakable subtle joy and discomfort in his heart, and his limbs and bones were numb.

He spoke briskly and naturally, as if he was not affected by this incident at all, "Why are you here? My parents just called me, and they hung up after a long time. I haven't had time to send you a message yet."

Bo Chushui let go of his heart, and subconsciously rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips. He sat on the idle cabinet next to the hospital bed, his slender legs were slightly bent, shrinking into the small space, and his expression was naturally invisible. With a nervous look, "It's okay, what did the doctor say?"

Xia Yuqing felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He moved his foot under the quilt slightly and bumped it a little, but as long as he cultivated for a while, he would recover.

Bo Chushui frowned, feeling uneasy. He raised his hand and lifted the quilt at the end of the bed. Looking at the ointment applied on it, he was definitely in a bad mood, "Where are those two people?"

He has always been a small-minded person, and there is absolutely no reason why he will not take revenge when one of his own is injured.

"It seems to have been taken away by the police. The manager has gone to deal with those matters. I don't know the details."

As a patient, Xia Yuqing had to clean up and recuperate, so naturally no one else would disturb her. This news was only learned from the nurse and the manager who came to visit.

Bo Chushui was about to say something more, but the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with long hair coiled up came in. She had a beautiful and gentle temperament, and a dignified posture. Her black hair was tightly coiled by a pearl hairpin. , is a typical classical woman appearance.

There was an anxious look between her eyebrows, and she walked directly towards the hospital bed as soon as she entered the door.

Bo Chushui felt inexplicably premonitioned, he hurriedly sat up from the cabinet, and looked a little lazy before putting it away, "Hello, Auntie."

Not surprisingly, Xia Yuqing followed suit, "Mom? Why are you here?"

Mother Xia frowned, "Of course I want to come."

Xia's mother is a Kunqu Opera performer, so she naturally understands the significance of leg injuries to them. When she heard the news of Xia Yuqing's calf injury, she hurriedly asked for leave and took a taxi to the hospital.

Seeing that the person was still rosy and safe, Xia's mother was finally relieved. She turned to look at Bao Chushui who was standing at a loss, her eyes were restrained and reserved, "Hello."

The author has something to say:

I didn’t think about it this time, but I’m going to think about it soon hehehe

Probably... I owe an update*4 now, it contains nutrient solution plus 2, cut corners and superimpose 1, I wrote less*1 one day [QAQ]