That night, Yan Shiqi asked Liu Qing for leave, and Uncle Mo's death made it impossible for her to rush back to Lucheng during this time period.

The man's emotions have been heavy, and she wants to accompany him.

Early tomorrow morning, it will be Uncle Mo's condolence ceremony, and it is said that the main members of the major families will be present.

The eldest sister-in-law Rong Qing was still discussing the arrangements for condolences with her eldest brother Qin Baiyan, so she asked them and the third sister to go back to the room to rest as soon as possible.

Over the years, Uncle Mo, as the old housekeeper of the Qin Mansion, has a close relationship with the major families, and his contacts are also quite extensive.

Such a respectable old man, even if he returns to the west, he will definitely be beautiful.

Yan Shiqi accompanied Qin Baiyu back to his bedroom in the Qin Mansion, which was located in the second room on the third floor of the old mansion.

The layout of the room is very simple, although it has been uninhabited for a long time, it is cleaned by the maid.

At this time, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

The man was standing on the balcony outside the window smoking a cigarette, he was wearing only a thin shirt and trousers, the cool breeze of the night blew his trouser legs, and the figure looked lonely.

When Yan Shiqi came out of the bathroom, he saw such a picture.

She stood behind him and watched for a long time, before she paced to the balcony and reached around his waist and hugged him from behind.

"Fourth Brother ......"

She whispered, her face rubbing against his back.

The man took her hand in front of him, the touch was slightly cool, he wrapped his palms tightly, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and turned to face her, "Are you tired?"

They had just been together last night, and today she trekked back to Qin's house with him.

In this heart, there is a faint sense of distressed guilt.

Yan Shiqi looked at his deep eyebrows, withdrew his hand from his palm, and traced his outline little by little with his fingertips, "Fourth brother, life and death are fateful, don't be too sad." ”

She didn't want to see the fourth brother immersed in sadness, his handsome and noble face should not be stained with sorrow.

The man heard her soft comfort, sighed and hugged her into his arms, rolled his Adam's apple, and was silent for a while, before he opened his voice in a low voice, "Back then, after Uncle Mo found me, it took three months to go deep into the mountains with the special police to sweep away all the Pingsu Village and illegal mining bases. At that time, he was sixty-four years old. ”

Yan Shiqi, who was lying on his chest, heard for the first time the follow-up to his being found.

She didn't say anything, but listened quietly to his muttering.

"A month after I was rescued, I had depression with mild PTSD symptoms. He was also with me when I was sent abroad for treatment, because that year, my father, mother, and second brother also died. ”

Hearing this, Yan Shiqi's heart trembled in his arms, and even his breathing hurt with pain.

She suddenly thought that when she celebrated the fourth brother's birthday and asked Qiao Mu to help collect his photos, in the ten years from the age of fifteen to the age of twenty-five, the fourth brother had not taken a single trace of photos.

Was it that ten years that he had been being treated abroad?

She didn't dare to ask, for fear that these would arouse his bone-eating wounds again, and she suddenly didn't want to know anything, if she hadn't experienced inhuman treatment in the Pingsu Mountains, how could she have PTSD symptoms.

It was PTSD, and he is so good and elegant now, even if it is a mild symptom, I believe that the process of treatment must be very difficult.

Some things do not need to be described in detail, since they have become a thing of the past, whether good or bad, they should be buried and sealed deep in memory.

She tiptoed to gag the man's lips, and she kissed deeply, with all her might.

This night, she didn't give the man a chance to speak, she used herself to warm up his heavy emotions, even if it was out of place, she wanted him to know that she was always there and she was always with her.

When the love was strong, she hugged the man tightly, and whispered in his ear with tears: "Fourth brother, I love you." ”

Love to the bones, love to the point that you don't hesitate to step through the landscape, and do your best to warm the rest of your life.

Quiet.