Chapter 79

Yin ANSA said and looked back slowly. His eyes were scarlet and dark.

Even five years ago, Yan Shiqi had never seen such a Yin Ansha.

The girl in my memory is the captain of the high spirited volleyball team in the school, and the hearty girl sweating on the court.

Only five years, but the soul tortured by life is withering

Yin an SA stood up and touched Shi Qi's tearful eyes. His breath trembled and he said, "Shi Qi, I have no choice. I'm at a dead end now. Besides you, I don't know who else I can find... Yin's family is broken up, my father doesn't answer my phone, and my boyfriend is cheating. What do you think I did wrong? God wants to do this to me

Speaking of the end, Yin ansa was in tears.

She bit her lip and didn't want to cry, but the most painful parting in the world was right in front of her. She hated her incompetent pride and couldn't even keep the closest one

"Sasa, I am, I am..."

Yan Shiqi holds her in her arms, very tight.

Her thin shoulders kept rolling, her cheeks were buried in the shoulder of Shiqi, and she cried out.

"Blame me, blame me. Why should I be so proud? Why can't I learn to bow my head. Shi Qi, what should I do? I have no mother, I have nothing... "

……

When inkstone came out of the ward, he closed the door and burst into tears.

She couldn't imagine what Yin Ansha had experienced all these years.

Why did Mrs. Yin's family die in a short night.

Her thumb wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. When she looked up, she saw Qin Baiyu's warm figure in front of the corridor outside the ward.

Shriveled shriveled mouth, inkstone when seven forward rushed into his arms, hard smell his taste, trying to suppress the heart of turbulent sad.

Qin Baiyu hugged her, gently patted her back, soft voice comfort: "don't cry, I will be distressed."

Inkstone when seven will be stuffy in his arms, tightly hooping the man's Bee waist, said: "I'm so uncomfortable..."

The man sighed, opened the distance between each other, looked at the ink stone when Qi was occupied by tears face, hook knuckles wipe, low soft said: "deal with the people, will be there in a moment. You decide how you want to help her. Well

Yan Shiqi sucks his nose and grabs his shirt at his waist with both hands. In the man's coaxing tone, his eyes are flooded with water again. He looks at him with complexity and gratitude. Finally, he says nothing and plunges into his arms again.

Foreign country, what should we do without him?!

This man with the most exquisite silent love and considerate, led her to the destruction of soul stirring.

……

The affairs of Yin ansa's mother are handled by Qin Baiyu's staff.

At dusk, she holds her mother's ashes and looks at the dim sky. A tear falls from the corner of her eye and floats in the air, leaving the last trace in the city.

One day later, Yin ansa went back to China with Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu.

Family, love, all buried in the breeze of Milan Lang month.

On the private plane, Yan Shiqi looks at the sleeping Yin Ansha, still holding the ashes in his arms, painfully touches her cool cheek, covers a blanket for her, and then gets up and walks to the back seat.

She leaned on the man's side, looked at him with burning eyes, and said sincerely: "thank you for arranging these things for me, if you are not here..."

Voice did not fall, the man took her hand, a kiss fell on the back of the hand, eyes focused on deep feeling: "rest assured, I will always be!"

Yan Shiqi was burned by his eyes. He pursed his lips and wanted to draw back his hand. The man picked up a piece of information from the table and handed it to her. "This is the information about the immigration of Yin family in those years. Since he wanted to help her, he could understand it first and make plans."