This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 389 Fourth Brother, I love you!

  That night, Yan Shiqi asked Liu Qing for leave, and the death of Uncle Mo prevented her from rushing back to Lucheng at this time.

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

   Tomorrow morning, there will be a condolence ceremony for Uncle Mo. It is said that the main members of the major families will be present.

  Sister-in-law Rongqing was still discussing the arrangement of condolence with her elder brother Qin Baiyan, so she asked them and the third sister and his wife to return to the room as soon as possible.

  Uncle Mo, as the old housekeeper of Qin’s house over the years, has close relationships with major families and his contacts are also quite extensive.

   Such a respectable old man, even if he returns home from the west, he is bound to be beautiful.

  Yan Shiqi accompanied Qin Baiyu back to his bedroom in Qin's house, located in the second room on the third floor of the old house.

  The layout of the room is very simple. Although it has been unoccupied for a long time, it was cleaned by the servants.

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

  The man was standing on the balcony outside the window smoking a cigarette. He was only wearing a thin shirt and trousers. The cool breeze under the night was blowing his trousers, and the figure looked very lonely.

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

  She stood behind him and watched for a long time, before pacing to the balcony for a moment, and reached out her hand around his waist and hugged him from behind.

  "Four brothers..."

  She whispered, rubbing her cheek against his back.

  The man held her hand in front of him, feeling a little cool. He wrapped his palm tightly, and after squeezing out the cigarette butt, he turned to face her, "Is it tired?"

  They were just together last night, and today she trudged back to Qin's house with him.

  In this heart, there is faintly distressed guilt.

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

  She didn't want to see her fourth brother immersed in sad emotions. His handsome and noble face should not be affected by melancholy.

Hearing her soft comfort, the man sighed and hugged her into his arms, rolling her Adam's apple, and was silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice, "Back then, after Uncle Mo found me, it took three months. At the time of the year, together with the special police, went deep into the mountainous area and wiped out all Pingsu Village and the illegal mining base. At that time, he was 64 years old."

   Yan Shiqi, lying on his chest, heard the follow-up situation of him being found for the first time.

  She didn't say a word, listening to his muttering quietly.

"One month after I was rescued, I got depression, accompanied by mild PTSD symptoms. He stayed with me while I was sent abroad for treatment, because that year, my father, mother, and second brother also died. "

  Hearing this, Yan Shiqi trembled in his arms, even breathing pain.

  She suddenly thought that when the fourth elder brother was celebrating his birthday and asked Qiao Mu to help collect his photos, from the age of fifteen to twenty-five years old, there was no trace of the fourth elder taking a photo.

  In those ten years, has he been treated abroad all the time?

  She did not dare to ask, for fear that these would evoke his bone-eroded pain again, she suddenly didn't want to know anything. If she had not experienced inhuman treatment in the Pingsu mountain area, how could she have PTSD symptoms.

  That is post-traumatic stress disorder. He is so good and elegant now. Even with mild symptoms, I believe that the treatment process will be difficult.

  There are some things that don’t need to be described in detail. Since they are in the past, good or bad, they should be buried and sealed in memory.

  She hugged the man tightly, and murmured with tears in his ear: "Fourth brother, I love you."

  Love to the bones, love to the bottom of the landscape, but also do your best to warm the rest of your life in the future.

  Ann.

  (End of this chapter)