my guardian Mr. Bo

Chapter 92 His Miraculous Appearance

At night, in the suburbs, the big trees beside the road rattled.

Human figures are rare.

It was dusk, and the red light in the distant sky was about to be swallowed by black clouds. The rain continued to grow, and with the sound of thunder and lightning, the cold moisture hit instantly.

An Ge'er squatted in the corner and hugged herself tightly, with wet hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks, her body trembling slightly, like a little beast abandoned by someone.

She didn't know where she was going. There was no one on the road, and there was no car. An Ge'er took out her mobile phone, which was running out of battery. At this moment, she realized that she didn't know who to call.

The family was indifferent to her, so Qi Qi went back to her home in City B. Although she lived in her uncle's house, but uncle...if he saw her like this...

Thinking of her uncle, An Ge'er felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

For some reason, she really didn't want her uncle to know about it. This kind of thing made her feel particularly embarrassed, especially in front of him.

There was another roar of thunder, An Ge'er raised his head, and vaguely saw a few men appearing.

They seemed to have crawled out of the woods by the side of the road. An Ge'er's face turned pale, and she quickly hid behind the platform, her whole body was cold and her fingertips trembled slightly.

She did not dare to forget the scene where An Ruxue found a gangster chasing her a long time ago.

He took out his phone and subconsciously called someone.

The call was answered almost instantly, "Hello, uncle, I—"

Before half a sentence, the phone went black and completely lost its battery.

An Ge'er's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and her only hope disappeared.

Clenching her lips, looking back cautiously, those people probably didn't realize that they climbed onto the road and walked straight away, An Ge'er's nervous heart finally relaxed.

Crouched in a corner curled up.

Suburbs, heavy rain, dark night, cell phone out of battery, An Ge'er has no way to contact anyone, now she can only wait for the cable car to come tomorrow morning before going back, but she overestimated her physical strength.

She began to struggle to breathe, and her forehead was getting hotter and hotter.

In a daze, I vaguely heard the sound of a car speeding past, and then seemingly somehow, it returned.

But none of this had anything to do with An Ge'er, she was so dazed that she almost fell down.

Until she heard steady footsteps approaching her, and when An Ge'er opened her eyes to look at the pair of black leather shoes in front of her, she was suddenly alert and felt a chill down her spine.

who is it……

She was numb.

Slowly raising his head, he unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

At that moment, An Ge'er's eyes turned red instantly.

The man in front of him was slender and handsome, wearing a black windbreaker, holding a large black vintage umbrella between his slender and white fingers. The handle of the umbrella was carved with complicated patterns. He just held it like that, and the umbrella covered her head. All the rain is blocked.

An Ge'er staggered to her feet, her lips trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Uncle..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she threw herself into his chest.

But Bo Yan pulled her away first, took off his black windbreaker, wrapped the petite her tightly in it, hugged her in his arms, and walked to the car.

The black windbreaker only exposed her ankles, and the warm breath surrounded her tightly, still carrying the familiar faint smell of tobacco, but the moment she was hugged even tighter by him, An Geer cried more fierce.

It's just so useless.

In the dark and thunderstorm-ridden suburbs, he miraculously appeared, driving away her coldness and loneliness.

She couldn't think of why uncle could find her.

After getting in the car, An Ge'er huddled in the back seat, still shivering a little, wrapped her coat tightly and fell asleep drowsily.

Suddenly a gentle object was handed into her arms, and An Ge'er saw that her nose was sore again.

(End of this chapter)