Su Zhinian stared at the epidermis of the document for a long time before gently throwing the document on the coffee table, standing up, he paused for a second, and finally walked out of the study and walked to the bedroom.

Su Zhinian gently pushed open the door and stepped into the bedroom.

Song Qingchun was lying on his bed and sleeping deeply, because she had been frozen for too long, although she had been lying in the warm bed for so long, her lips were still a little purple.

The warm air in the room was turned on very much, and she may have been a little hot, and the quilt was lifted a little.

Su Zhinian walked to the side of the bed, gently put the quilt back on her, and then his eyes fell on her face.

Her facial features were very delicate, with slender eyebrows and a straight nose, just like the familiar appearance in his memory.

Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun for a long time before turning around and leaving.

-

The next day was Saturday, Sister-in-law's day off, and last night, Sister-in-law went home.

When Su Zhinian woke up, Song Qingchun was still asleep, and when he was washing, he accidentally wet his right hand, re-bandaged the wound on his right hand, and then went out with the car key.

Su Zhinian came back, and it was an hour later, he parked the car, took the breakfast in the passenger seat, and got out of the car.

Entering the password and pushing open the door, Su Zhinian was carrying breakfast and changing his shoes when he heard a speech from upstairs.

He paused slightly, listened to two sentences, and realized that it was Song Qingchun answering the phone.

Although Su Zhinian has excellent hearing, he does not pay attention to the content of other people's speeches at all times, and then he continues to change his shoes carelessly.

As soon as Su Zhinian walked into the living room, he caught a word from Song Qingchun's words: "Brother Yinan".

Brother Enan.

These are three words that he knows all too well.

Song Qingchun's brother Yinan will only be one person, that is, Qin Yinan.

Su Zhinian's footsteps suddenly froze in place, and he held the hand of the breakfast bag, subconsciously increasing his strength.

"Brother Yinan, are you really leaving the army and going back to Beijing? …… Great, when are you coming back? I'm going to pick you up...... The third of next month? It's my birthday on the 8th of next month, and you're going to treat me to dinner and prepare a gift for me......"

A hint of mockery flashed in Su Zhinian's eyes, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

He didn't even change his slippers, he walked straight to the door, as if there was some fire hidden in his chest, he slammed the door very loudly, and then walked quickly towards the door of the villa.

Su Zhinian walked to the trash can on the street opposite the door before stopping, and then threw the breakfast that he had bought for half an hour into the trash can without blinking an eyelid.

-

Hanging up the phone, Song Qingchun's eyebrows and eyes were flying, and her mind repeatedly surrounded what Qin Yinan had just called her to tell her: "Song Song, I'm going back to Beijing." ”

I'm going back to Beijing...... It's just a few simple words, but it is enough to make Song Qingchun's heart bloom and be extremely excited.

This is probably the only good news she has heard since Song Cheng committed suicide.

The corners of Song Qingchun's lips couldn't help but curl, and he couldn't help but read it out in his mouth: "Brother Yinan is coming back......"

But before she could finish her words, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Song Qingchun subconsciously stopped talking and turned his head to look.

Su Zhinian stood at the door with a cold face, staring at her coldly: "Since you're awake, get out of here!" ”