Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After Dr. Stephen left, the kind and warm Mr. Qiao put his wife to sleep as usual.

His wife was squeamish, and after developing a habit, she always asked him to tell stories.

If she doesn't tell a story, she won't be able to sleep.

Mr. Qiao was leaning on the bed, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a storybook in one hand, and gently touching the girl's face with the other.

The tone is gentle, the magnet is thick and steady, like the gurgling cello sound on the strings, which makes people's ears tingle unconsciously.

It's so crispy that my heart feels swollen.

The man holding him was contentedly buried in his arms.

Like a clingy kitten, it uses its hands and feet.

Always pestering him.

Mr. Qiao is gentle and patient.

He would kiss her, hold her, and put her to sleep like a child.

Even though it often took more than an hour, he never lost his temper.

Instead, he will patiently coax her to sleep.

People can't help but want to rely on him.

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Tonight, she was probably really sleepy, and she fell asleep not long after.

Mr. Joe's story isn't even half finished.

Mr. Qiao held the delicate man who had fallen asleep in his arms, still reading.

Low and gentle, neither urgent nor slow.

He had been patiently waiting for her to fall asleep completely and fall asleep completely.

The person who relied on him like a cat had his eyes closed and his breathing was even.

Under the soft and warm yellow night light, her side face was fair and beautiful.

As beautiful as a delicate flower.

After Mr. Qiao finished reading the story, he lowered his head again and kissed her forehead.

As usual, give her a good night kiss.

"Good night, my baby."

He gently took her fingers and kissed them one by one.

Cherish it very much and be careful to the extreme.

But the delicate man who was already asleep had his eyes closed and knew nothing.

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That night.

The ultimate late night.

Everything in the manor was completely silent, as if it was enveloped in a dream.

Everyone fell into a deep sleep and entered a beautiful dreamland.

The roses in the manor were also quiet, bathed in the quiet moonlight.

Everything is asleep, all all.

Apart from……

Mr. Joe.

Mr. Qiao slowly sat down in the small living room of the bedroom.

There is a door across the bedroom, so the sound will not pass through.

His movements were slow, his phoenix eyes were gentle, and he looked quietly at the camera set up opposite.

The top of the camera flashes red light slightly.

It means that the camera is recording video and is facing him.

Mr. Qiao looked at the camera gently and smiled slightly.

A very light smile, deep phoenix eyes, and a very soft breath.

Not showing a trace of aggression.

Sit with your hands gently resting on your knees.

His back is thin and he sits upright.

He stared at the camera, smiled, and said nothing for a long time.

Like, I don’t know how to speak.

It's like, that calm look.

Look deeply through the camera, look at it.

"Hello."

He said softly, placing his slender fingers on his legs.

On the ring finger above, there is a silver diamond ring.

It looks a little old, as if it has been worn for a long time.

Mr. Qiao rubbed it silently and turned it slightly.

"My name is Qiao Fuxing, and I am Sisi's...husband."

In front of me, the red light of the black camera was flashing and recording.

He stared quietly, the curvature of his lips unchanged, and a gentle smile.

"The reason why I want to record this video is because I think... such a day will eventually come."