As time went by, sujo's fever was finally gone.

Kong bin put his heart back in his stomach, gently helped Su Qiao to tuck in the corner and walked out of the bedroom.

Downstairs living room.

Song Qingyun looks at Kong Laosan and finally comes down from upstairs. He smiles calmly. "Are you ok?"

Kong Laosan breathed a sigh of relief. "The fever has finally subsided."

"Don't believe in my medical skills?" Is song Qingyun joking.

"No." Kong Laosan is a tough guy, he can't say anything nice, and he doesn't have so many twists and turns. The only thing he has done in recent years is to consider his psychological quality. That's about Suqiao ·

"when did he come back, how could he not tell our elder brother how many times?"

He is going to get married next month, so he informed Kong Laosan, who is far away from home, so song Qingyun thought that he was coming back with a little beauty to attend his wedding.

"I came back a week ago. I settled her down and went abroad to deal with something. I just came back today." Kong Bin said truthfully.

"When will you leave?" The elder brothers know what business he does. A group of people from abroad are waiting for her to support him.

"No more." The voice is as calm as water.

"No more?" Song Qingyun, who has always been gentle, also has a time when his mood is out of control.

"Well, I'm not leaving. I'm going to stay and enjoy myself."

The words came out of Kong's mouth. Song Qingyun almost didn't shake his chin off.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows. "For sujo?"

Kong Laosan lit a cigarette, the white fog blurred his strong facial contour, unable to see what he was thinking.

"It's right," he said slowly

"Oh, it's rare. The third child is also learning to dress deeply. OK, it's not early. I'll go back first. I'll invite some brothers to dinner tomorrow. You can bring your younger brothers and sisters with you." Seeing people show their love, song Qingyun is anxious to go home and hold his wife.

People who used to live in hospitals now run home as soon as they get to work. They don't want to be separated from their wives for minutes.

"Yes, I'll see you off." Kong Laosan is not in a high mood. He is still worried about Suqiao's condition. He doesn't have much expectation for tomorrow's dinner.

"Don't send it. Go and take care of your little beauty." Chuckling, song Qingyun picked up the medicine box and went out.

······Song Qingyun left and Kong bin couldn't wait to go upstairs.

Just now, Suqiao has been talking in his dream with a high fever. It's mom and dad who are shouting in his dream... Which makes Kong bin tremble.

For five years, the time he took sujo in was also the day her parents were killed.

In the past five years, Suqiao has been very good around him, never mentioning anything about her parents, but he knows that the more she pretends not to care, the more she cares. The more I don't say anything, the more I hide a lot of things.

That's why he took her home with him.

It doesn't matter what he's doing alone. It's not the same with sujo.

He wants her to be happy, happy and carefree. So the life of fighting and killing, with the head fixed on the waistband, can't continue.

I just hope that they can be happy together from now on. Those old stories of adulthood can't be turned out again... Br >

"Joe, be good, don't be afraid, the third brother is here, the third brother is with you." Gently stroking her forehead, Kong bin changed his usual rough side, both intonation and expression, are particularly gentle.

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