The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, he opened his eyes early, still very tired, but his heart was filled with deep love.
Before the man around her woke up, she drew his eyebrows in the weak light.
She could see clearly last night that there were many deep scars on his back besides his shoulder.
They should have been beaten that year.
In love, she will always hold him tightly, gently stroked those mottled traces, very distressed that she did not accompany him, did not participate in his unfortunate life.
She groaned silently, carefully drilling into his arms.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was too warm. After a while, Yan Shiqi fell asleep again.
……
At about 8:30, little uncle Mo asked the servants to ask them to get up. From 9:00 today, it was Uncle Mo's chase meeting.
Yan Shiqi is wearing a dark blue glossy shirt and black trousers. The time is tight, and only this dark dress is suitable for today's occasion.
The man beside her is still a black shirt and trousers. Under the clear-cut eyebrows, the deep pupil is a little heavy.
When she went out, Yan Shiqi turned around to him, put a ring on his shoulder, and gave him a kiss on his lips. There was a deep worry in her eyes. She said softly in her voice, "fourth brother, all will pass. You promised me last night that you won't be sad any more. You have to keep your word."
When he learned that he had suffered from depression 14 years ago, Yan Shiqi was always very upset.
That year, he fell ill because of his own experience and the loss of his parents and brothers. Now uncle Mo's illness has passed away, and she is very afraid that it will lead to his heart injury.
She's afraid of depression. It's going to come back.
Hearing the sound, the man's eyes are slightly burning at the woman in front of him. She looks up, her eyes are full of uneasiness and uneasiness, and the gentle comfort in a soft voice is like rain falling on the barren soil at the bottom of his heart.
He raised his thin lips, put her in his arms, sighed and said, "it worries you."
Yan Shiqi shakes his head in his arms and sniffs his own flavor. After embracing each other for a moment, they go downstairs together.
……
In the dining room downstairs, the elder brother and sister-in-law sit at the top, and the third sister Qin Baiwen and the third brother-in-law Leng Yichi sit on the left side of the long table.
The servants were busy around, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy.
When Qin Baiyan heard the footsteps, he lifted his eyes from the table and saw their figures. His thick eyebrows raised slightly: "how can I get down?"
Inkstone when seven took the man's hand inadvertently tightened, she caught the big brother cast to the line of sight, full of strong dissatisfaction.
She is a little embarrassed. It should be that she hugged too long upstairs and wasted time.
Considering, Yan Shiqi wants to explain.
But the side of the man's deep voice preemptive, "busy."
The dumpling "Bata" in Qin Baiyan's chopsticks fell into the bowl. He squinted and put his chopsticks on the table. His eyes wandered back and forth between them. "What are you doing? What time is it? You... "
Just when Qin Baiyan was still chattering, the man slowly opened his eyes and looked up at him with thin lips: "do you want to know?"
Qin Baiyan stopped talking for a moment.
Rong Qing, who was beside him, wiped his mouth with a napkin and said with a soft smile, "don't be serious. They came back yesterday. You have to let Lao Si and Xiao Qi have a good sleep.
Besides, the condolence hall doesn't need us. It's still early. What's your hurry? "
Rong Qing's tone is mild and appropriate, and his maintenance of Yan Shi Qi and Er is beyond words.