Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

In Wanru's bedroom, Su Cheng just took a bath and saw her baby grandson standing on the bed. Wanru was wearing pajamas for him. Her small white body kept twisting, which was very popular.

"My grandson is back! Grandpa wants to eat chicken! Give it to me! " Su Cheng came over and pretended to be powerful with a rough voice.

"Cluck... No!" Xuanyuanzi Mo didn't put on his pants yet. Looking at Grandpa coming, he had to escape into the big bed like a little loach, opened the quilt and got in.

"Hey, hey, here comes the tiger. Give me the chicken! Ah woo ~ "Su Cheng takes off his dignity. Now he is laughing with his grandson, just like an ordinary old man.

"All right, stop it! It's time for the child to go to bed. Don't look at the time! " Wan Ru scolded and looked at the two laughing masters on the bed, a beautiful face with satisfaction and satisfaction.

"Come on, grandson, will grandpa sleep in his arms?" Su Cheng lies down and looks at the little guy who is still covered with the quilt, patting the mumbling quilt.

"Huh? Hee hee... "Xuanyuanzi didn't drill out and wrapped himself in a quilt. His grandfather's shallow blue eyes flashed." Grandpa, I want to see your elephant! "

"Elephant? What elephant? " Not only Su Cheng Wanru was stunned by the child's words.

"That's the chicken you just wanted to eat!" Xuanyuanzi said solemnly with his small head tilted.

"Ah? Hahaha... Why an elephant? Who did you listen to? " Su Cheng reacts and looks at his wife and laughs loudly. The child is speechless and dead!

"Dad said, we were better than elephants when we just took a bath! Grandpa, Dad's elephant is so powerful! I lost to him! " Xuanyuanzi Mo said with some annoyance. The first time I took a bath with my father, I knew that my father was so strong and felt so safe when I sat in his arms. When can I grow into such a scary elephant?

"Cluck... The child!" Wan Ru shook her head helplessly, thinking about the picture of her son and grandson being more than an elephant, she couldn't help but be happy

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"Washed?" Watching Fu Jin come out of the bathroom, Su Tinghe brought a hair dryer to dry Fu Jin's hair.

"I'll do it myself!" Fu Jin stretched out his hand to take it.

"Let me come. After all these years, I may be a little rusty. I'm familiar with it." Su Tinghe ignored Fu Jin's outstretched hand, took her and sat on the sofa. He turned on the switch and blew it carefully.

"..." feeling Su Tinghe's big hand, he gently lifted up his strands of hair. The warm wind swept his cheeks from time to time, and Fu Jin closed his eyes. Such a warm time is good. There will be it almost every day before this year. At that time, I didn't feel so precious as now. People really have to experience loss before they know how to be precious

"Xiaojin," the two went to bed. Su Tinghe hugged the cold little woman and turned the lamp dark. "Is it very cold? It's so cold. "

"It's not cold. It's always like this." Fu Jin closed his eyes and smelled the masculine breath of a man. His mind was a little free

From her drowning resurrection, her body is cold. How can she cover it? Is it because she is only an attached soul, and the body and soul are always separated? Will one day he suddenly disappear and return to the hell he should go to? The sudden thought made Fu Jin shiver uncontrollably, and he was immediately noticed by Su Tinghe.

"What's the matter? Are you shaking? Xiao Jin, is there something wrong? " Su Tinghe nervously lowered his head and observed the little woman in his arms.

"It's all right, Su Tinghe, hug me! Hug me! " Fu Jin still closed his eyes and whispered. Two lotus root arms hugged the man's neck.

"Girl... OK, hug, my husband is here! I'm here! " Hold Fu Jin tightly. Su Tinghe can feel that she is wrong at the moment. Fu Jin was very frightened and helpless. The girl who had always been calm and steady was trembling like a little beast who had lost his mother. She was poor and helpless.

How can she let go of the depression in her heart and be happy? Is it wrong to bring her back, as Sri said? Facing her relatives and feeling everyone's care makes her more painful? Su Tinghe narrowed his black eyes slightly and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep for a long time. When he felt that Fu Jin's body in his arms was a little relaxed and gave a uniform breath, Su Tinghe carefully put her flat, wrapped the person tightly with a quilt, and got out of bed with light hands and feet. Worried, he bent down and looked at Fu Jin's sleeping face for a long time. Su Tinghe went to the tea table, picked up his mobile phone and walked out of the room

Fu Jin, who seems to be sleeping soundly in bed, is now immersed in a dream. In the hazy clouds, he is groping forward with bare feet. A pair of Phoenix eyes with clear sight in the dark night can't distinguish the surrounding scenes at the moment. Everything is so ethereal and frightening.

Where is this? Why did you get here? Fu Jin was so nervous and flustered that he was soaked with cold sweat. The weakness from her feet let her know that she should be stepping on a piece of grass at the moment, but what is waiting for her?

She was afraid, but her steps were not controlled by herself. She walked step by step in the fog. The unknown front was like a huge maze, which made her want to explore and extremely afraid

Su Tinghe, where are you? Don't leave me here alone! Fu Jin heard himself shouting. His voice trembled and became more desolate and helpless in the fog. It was so quiet around, no one responded, and there was no su Tinghe's tall as a mountain in time. Tingsu, where have you been? Didn't you say you didn't leave? I don't want to go anymore. Come and help me, take me home, take me home

Su Tinghe sat in front of the computer in his study, called out the information sent by Si Ruifa from his mailbox, and went over it carefully. This is a self psychological test given to Fu Jin by Nisa, a psychology professor at Huicheng University, who is also the tutor of Fu Jin University. Finally, Professor Nisa's conclusion is that self closure is moderate depression.

Self sealing consciousness? Su Tinghe leaned himself against the back of the chair with his sea like black eyes slightly closed. He carefully went through the scenes from knowing Fu Jin to now

In her own impression, Fu Jin seldom gets excited. Her father is injured, her good friend dies, and then everything happens in Kyoto... She seems to be so indifferent and calm. In her eyes, everything seemed to happen for granted and should end like this. That kind of calm is that he, a special forces soldier who has experienced countless dangerous bullets, is also ashamed of himself.

Is this all because of her character? No, Su Tinghe immediately denied his idea. The girl should hide all her panic, helplessness, sadness and grief in the bottom of her heart. Over the years, even before she was with herself, she should be bearing the pressure and burden she can't bear alone.

Why? Xiao Jin, I know you love me. Shouldn't we share everything together? I'm so unworthy of your trust and dependence? It was her carelessness a few years ago that drove her away, causing deeper harm in her heart. Everything is his fault... Girl, what can I do to make up for it and let you open your heart and completely get out of the pain