Sweetheart,Come Back!

Qin Jian's plane flies abroad at seven in the morning. When he gets up, an Yin has not yet woken up.

Qin Jian to pack up, afraid to wake an Yin, pick her up, back to her room.

When I left, I passed the door of anyin's bedroom. I wanted to go in and have a look at her, but I didn't open the door by holding the handle.

If she wakes up, she will face a parting. He doesn't like the feeling of parting.

Qin Jian took a deep breath and went downstairs with his suitcase.

When I arrived at the airport, I stopped the bus and went to the gate of the waiting hall. After a while, I saw my father coming with the suitcase.

Qin Jian'an twisted a luggage bag.

Qin Jian took his father's luggage and put it on his suitcase, "let's go."

"Wait a minute." An urgent voice came.

Qin Jian looks back, sees the mother to rush to come, the Mou son suddenly slightly a dark.

My father left Qin's house when he was very young. He did not see each other for more than ten years, and he did not see many of them after he came back.

But he didn't have much estrangement from his father.

But in the face of his mother, there is a kind of unspeakable taste.

"Why did you come?" When Qin Jianan left, he didn't disturb his wife. He didn't expect his wife to come to the airport.

Dushulan looked at her husband and looked at Qin Jian.

He said nothing to his mother.

Dushulan looked at her son for a while. She came forward and helped him trim his collar. Then she handed a scarf to Qin Jian, "it's cold there. Get off the plane and surround this."

Qin Jian pinched the brand-new men's scarf in his hand, his nose slightly sour, and his heart was full of warmth.

Evening Shu Lan see Qin Jian did not speak, flashed in her eyes a bit uneasy, "bought for several years, has not had the opportunity to give you, is not the style some old?"

"Good." Qin took a deep breath and squeezed the scarf more tightly.

It was the first time his mother had bought something for him.

Qin Jian'an looks at the tide of Qin Jian's eyes, and feels guilty. He deserves his family all his life, but owes his only son.

He also knows that over the years, his wife is not indifferent to her son, but she is afraid of Qin Jian because she becomes weak, so she deliberately ignores Qin Jian, so that when she is aggrieved, she can stand up to him and not seek comfort.

When they were abroad, every time they received the news of Qin Jian's illness and injury, his wife was staring at the direction of Seoul out of the window. After sitting for one night, she wept silently when she turned her back to him.

In recent years, Qin has suffered a lot, but his wife has not suffered?

Qin Jianan looked at his mother and son. He was sour in his heart and took a breath. He suppressed the tears in his eyes. "It's almost time to board."

Dushulan took a deep breath. She always knew that her son had grown up. Only then did she feel that he was tall enough to need her to stand on tiptoe to straighten his collar.

She turned around and straightened her husband's tie. "Go."

Qin Jian withdrew his sight from his mother's face, "we are leaving." Turn to the gate.

More than 20 years of neglect, so that he has been used to alienation, even if the heart of a thousand layers of waves, but can not do those intimate acts to his mother.

Qin Jianan told his wife, "be careful on the way back."

"Well. You must be careful when you go out. " This time, Qin Jian'an and Qin Jian went out to negotiate with foreign bounty hunter commanders. It was very dangerous.

"Don't worry. We'll be careful."