Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

The small dark red gift box is covered with golden stars, tied with purple ribbons and placed quietly at the head of the bed.

Su Tinghe reached out and took it, with a neatly folded light pink card in the ribbon. This is... Looking at a pair of exquisite cuffs in the box, Su Tinghe took a deep breath, tried his best to gather his lax eyes and gently opened the paper. Looking at the beautiful but powerful handwriting on it, Su Tinghe's eyes brought deeper pain

"Happy birthday, dear chief. Soldier Fu jinlizheng reported: this morning, I want to cook longevity noodles for my leaders. Although it tastes bad, this is the first time I make it. I want to eat none left.

You should be healthy and strong by my side, and promise me that you can only realize your promise with good health. I'm glad to meet you who hate you and force me to enjoy such rare happiness. I like being your woman very much. Love you! Chief. When giving a gift for the first time, there is also an overbearing requirement to bring it every day and must be implemented. Happy birthday, my husband! Love your little fox... "

"Xiaojin..." softly spit out two words. A tear fell on the pink paper and slowly fainted. A few words were blurred. Su Tinghe hurried over to the tea table, took out a paper towel and wiped it carefully, but the last brocade word turned into a faint ink.

Seeing Su Tinghe walking in the room, several people ran over. Watching him squatting in front of the tea table and holding a piece of paper, they couldn't restrain their sobs. Everyone seemed to understand something. No one made a sound to comfort and quietly withdrew

Three days later, the sad news of Fu Jin's sacrifice plunged the Su family into sadness. The old lady had fallen ill. Wan ruqiang supported and took care of aunt Rong, who couldn't speak. Although Su Cheng is sad, he is still very busy, but he goes home more often.

Su Tinghe didn't leave the Jinyuan for three days. Qin Yong took turns to accompany him here. He didn't dare to leave, but what to do is also going on in full swing. Before, Su Tinghe asked them to arrange everything. No one knew what Su Tinghe thought, and no one dared to ask. The news of Fu Jin's sacrifice was deliberately confirmed. There was no body in the funeral home. There was an urn inlaid with photos.

Today, Su Tinghao took Fu Dongshan and Zhang Xiu off the plane. Su Tinghe and Wan rurong's aunt Aini and Su Tingtao all came to pick up the plane. The couple already knew that something had happened to their daughter and walked out of the airport exit with the help of two accompanying female soldiers.

"Dad, mom!" Su Tinghe went to meet them and shouted. His tall body knelt on the ground. Everyone was surprised. Looking at this man who usually looks like Mount Tai Kunlun, his eyes were red.

"Dad, mom, I'm sorry! Sorry... "Su Tinghe lowered his head and couldn't say any more. Although he had a chance in his heart, Fu Jin disappeared. He used all his strength in the light and dark, and there was no news. If he couldn't find her body, it means that people should still be alive.

Looking at the painful Fu Dongshan husband and wife, thinking about their trusting eyes, entrusted words, their love and expectation for Fu Jin, and his shot to Fu Jin's death, he was still full of guilt

"... Tinghe, get up, Dad... Don't blame you! My daughter's life is short. I don't blame you, I don't blame you! " Fu Dongshan came and helped Su Tinghe to stand up. Zhang Xiu was crying hoarse and was helped to go over to meet Wan ru

Fu Dongshan and his wife came. Fu Jin's memorial service was very grand. The Military Commission awarded her the title of martyr. The couple who didn't see their daughter's last side couldn't help but grieve and fell ill.

Su Tinghe took care of the unspeakable pain in his heart and the trace of anxiety he couldn't share with others for more than ten days. After the couple got better, they insisted on returning to their hometown. But Fu Jin's ashes, Su Tinghe, said nothing and didn't let Fu Dongshan take them away. They were not buried and placed in the Xishan funeral home

Half a month later, a taxi stopped at the gate of the small quadrangle in the depths of the downtown. Hugh Vince came down with some bags and walked into the house.

"Here, it's a shame that you asked me to buy these!" Hugh Vince went into the outer room of the dark room, put a bag on the tea table and stared bitterly at SRI, who was lying on the sofa playing games.

"... well, thank you. Cook. I'm hungry!" Sri looked at him and said calmly that he was still busy with his customs clearance.

"Hello! Am I your servant? Why don't you do it? No, I'm going to eat the meal you cooked today. Even instant noodles can be made by you! " Hugh Vince sat down angrily and said a sentence. Her beautiful golden eyes flashed and stood up again. "Should she change something? I'll see! "

"You dare!" Sri threw away his cell phone and stood up a few steps past Hugh Vince to stop him. "Stay outside and dare to peek and blind you!" Then he carried the bag into the house and closed the door.

"Hee hee, fool! I saw everything I took off during the operation. I'm not allowed to peek! Who wants what looks like! In my eyes, she is just a mouse! Take it as a treasure, hum! "

Without hearing Hugh Vince's complaint, Sri came in and looked at the quiet man on the bed. He took a bag of sanitary napkins out of the bag and went to the bedside to put them down. Turned to the bathroom and brought a basin of warm water and a clean towel. Gently opened the quilt, picked up Fu Jin, who was still in a coma, washed her and replaced her with a sanitary napkin.

After cleaning up Fu Jin, Si Rui began to clean up the water basin and the water stains on the ground. Busy, he didn't notice Fu Jin, who had been unconscious for more than half a month. At this time, he shook his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.

This is... From vague to clear. Fu Jin looks at the strange bad environment and doesn't know what's going on. His eyes fell on the man squatting by the bed to wipe the ground, and Feng's eyes stagnated.

"Si... Rui."

"... Fu Jin? Are you awake? Baby, are you awake? " Although his voice was very weak, Si Rui heard his name. After a busy action, he realized that it was from the bed, threw a rag and fell down in front of the bed.

Looking at his fu Jinsi Rui with his eyes open, he was very surprised and kept asking. He just wanted to hold her hand and what he thought. He quickly got up and ran out of the room

Sri didn't have time to say anything and grabbed Hugh Vince into the house. And reluctantly, he was caught by Si Rui. Xiuvince was just about to have an attack. When he saw Fu Jin who opened his eyes on the bed, he suddenly became excited from depression. He hurriedly checked her again and asked Fu Jin's feelings one by one.

Fu Jin doesn't know Xiu Vince, but looking at the recent interaction between the two, he knows that he is Si Rui's person and tells Xiu Wensi how he feels one by one.

"... well, God finally sent you back, woman, you don't have a big deal now. You can walk down the ground in a few more days." Hugh Vince and Fu Jin turned around and looked at Si Rui. "What did I say? I can cure her! Hum! Next, don't say it's me. You don't have to do what women want to do! "

"..." although Fu Jin was just sober, his mind was still very clear. I don't know what the beautiful man in front of me means? Blinked twice and looked at Si Rui with beautiful Phoenix eyes.

"... there's so much nonsense. Think about what she can eat now and cook quickly!" Jerry choked awkwardly and pushed Hughes out.

Xiuvince grumbled a foreign language outside. Fu Jin couldn't hear it as soon as the door was closed. Si Rui came back and sat by the bed. Looking at the sober Fu Jin, a pair of light blue eyes took a deep smile.

"Baby, thank God you're finally back!"

"... yes, you saved me? Su... I slept for a long time? "