Chapter 1342

Hearing this, Song Heng slowly looks up and looks at her.

The young man's eyes were clean and peaceful, as if something had been persistent and disappeared from his body.

Su Kui knew that it was resentment. At that time, he resented his family's carelessness, which made him suffer so much, and even made his voice permanently incomplete and unable to speak.

However, I just learned that, in fact, my family, with his illness, had a lot of sleepless nights and sleepless nights, and suddenly let go.

Askew askew, Su Kui picks eyebrows, smiles and asks, "what's the matter? Do you think I'm in love? Come on, get up. "

She reached out.

Song Hengding looks at her white and soft hand and slowly puts it in.

Su Kui holds it, pulls it gently, and Song Heng stands up. His earlobes are a little red, and he dare not look at Su Kui's eyes.

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on this day, song Mu stayed in the villa in the countryside, had dinner with Song Heng and Su Kui, took a walk together, and then when the sun was not so strong, she went to sit in the rose garden, blowing the cool wind in the evening, quietly letting the depressed mood drift away.

Comfortable, so that song mother, suddenly have a kind of dream feeling.

This scene, is in the dream will appear in the picture ah, is really beautiful, reluctant to wake up.

The sunlight dyed half of the sky red, and the breeze came slowly. In front of the winding stone path, there were green and vigorous climbing plants. The endless rose swayed slightly with the wind. The magnificent scenery was dyed together with the mountain halo behind the villa, just like a light ink. Suddenly, it was poured with a layer of beautiful rosy color.

The young man with delicate appearance, black hair reaching to his shoulders, holding his knees in his hands, sat on the wooden bench, slightly raised his head, and the light of the sun was on his clear outline, crossing a layer of soft light, and his pale face seemed to have a lot of blood.

Shirt white, black trousers, barefoot, under the chair, two slippers at will. The clean and peaceful appearance moved the song mother almost to tears.

Do not want to disturb this beautiful picture, she busy side head, quickly wipe off the corner of the eye tears.

Su Kui noticed that she turned her head and looked at her eyes. She was bumped into by song Mu when she sat up straight. She smiled gratefully and nodded like Su Kui.

Su Kui nodded, with a light smile on his lips, took back his sight and quietly accompanied the young man.

Song's mother suddenly felt that if Su Kui could stay with her son all the time, wouldn't it be good?

Women's facial features are very beautiful, in the crowd, they will not be very eye-catching, but they are far away from the crowd, blooming their own fragrance, Fuya Rulan, not arrogant, not impetuous, not slow.

Have their own persistence, understand the reason, professional reasons, so that she can see more things. Is it the most suitable person to get along with his little son?

The song mother was relieved and let go of all the prejudices before. In fact, how old is it? Isn't it a bad thing? Her appearance is very comfortable and her temperament is soft. Compared with herself, she seems to be Xiaoheng, the one who is more willing to believe and rely on -

Song's mother is in a low mood, but it is clear that this is her own misfortune and should be suffered.

At the same time, she also decided to listen to Su Kui's words, wait for this time to go back and find a psychiatrist. She can't fall down. She needs to see Xiaoheng running and smiling.

Now he is quiet, like an angel with broken wings.