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Upon hearing the sound, Song Heng slowly looked up and looked at her.

The young man's eyes were very clean and peaceful, as if something that had always been persistent disappeared from his body.

Su Kui knew that it was resentment. At that time, he resented his family's carelessness, which made him suffer so much, and even caused his throat to be permanently incapacitated and unable to speak.

However, it was only after I learned that in fact my family has lived a lot along with his illness over the years. I could not sleep at night or sleep well, and suddenly let go.

With his head tilted, Su Kui raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Do you think you're in love with me? Come on, get up."

She reached out.

Song Hengding glanced at her white and soft hands and slowly put them in.

Su Kui took hold and pulled gently, and Song Heng stood up with strength. His earlobe was reddened, and he dared not look at Su Kui's eyes.

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On this day, Mother Song stayed in the villa in the suburbs, ate with Song Heng Su Kui, walked together, and then sat in the rose garden when the sunlight was not so strong, blowing the evening breeze, quietly Floating away from the depressed emotions.

Easy, Ling Song, suddenly felt like a dream.

This scene is a picture that only appears in dreams. It is really beautiful, and I don't want to wake up.

The glow of the sun dyed half of the sky, and the breeze sent it slowly. In front of the winding stone path, there were green creeping vine plants. The endless roses swayed slightly with the wind. The magnificent and magnificent scenery was fainted with the mountains behind the villa. It was like a piece of light ink, and suddenly it was poured with a beautiful scent.

The young man with exquisite appearance and dark hair reaching to his shoulders embraced his knees with both hands and sat on a wooden bench with his head slightly raised. Xiaguang passed a layer of soft light on his distinct silhouette, and his pale face seemed to have changed. Less scarlet.

The shirt was white, black trousers, bare feet, and two slippers were randomly dropped under the chair. The clean and calm appearance touched the mother Song, almost tears.

Not wanting to disturb this beautiful picture, she quickly turned her head and quickly wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes.

Su Kui noticed that she turned her head and looked at her, when she was hit by Mother Song sitting upright. She smiled thankfully, like Su Kui nodded.

Su Kui nodded his head, raised a light smile on his lips, withdrew his eyes, and quietly accompanied him beside the young man.

Su suddenly felt that if Su Kui could stay with her son, wouldn't it be good?

The women's facial features are very beautiful, and they won't be particularly eye-catching in the crowd, but they are far away from the crowd, blooming their own fragrance, Fu Yaru Lan, not arrogant, not rash.

Having her own perseverance, understanding the reasons and career reasons, she can see more things. Such a person is the most suitable for getting along with the youngest son?

Mother Song was relieved and let go of all her prejudices. In fact, how long is it not necessarily a bad thing? Her appearance is very comfortable and her temperament is soft. Compared with herself, she seems to be Xiaoheng, who is more willing to believe and depend on--

Mother Song's mood was a little low, but it was clear that this was her own robbery, and she deserved it.

She received the willingness, and at the same time, decided to listen to Su Kui's words and wait for this time to go back and find a psychologist. She couldn't fall down, she also saw how Xiao Heng could run and smile.

Now he is quiet, like an angel with wings.