Because it was too late, song Xiangsi didn't give Qiao an a good reply to wechat. She got out of bed with her mobile phone, threw on a coat and walked out of the bedroom. She saw Xu Jiamu standing alone on the balcony of the living room, looking out of the window at smoking.

I don't know how long he stood there, how many cigarettes he smoked, and the smell of smoke from the balcony drifted into the room, making it a little choking.

Song Xiangsi opened the ventilator and walked slowly.

Xu Jiamu holding a cigarette in one hand, lowering his head, is looking at the mobile phone to see the ecstasy, so that song Xiangsi walked to the balcony, he did not find any.

Lu Jinnian's voice came from the mobile phone, which song Xiangsi could hear. It was an exclusive interview with Lu Jinnian yesterday afternoon.

Xu Jiamu just wore a thin pajama. The temperature on the balcony was about zero, which made people shiver. Song Xiangsi had to turn around, go back to the bedroom, take a blanket, fold it back, and then put it on Xu Jiamu's body.

Xu Jiamu side a head, looked at Song Xiangsi, then returned the mobile phone video, smoked a cigarette, asked: "how did you wake up?"

Song Xiangsi looks at a circle of cigarette ends falling around Xu Jiamu's side. She wants to say how he smokes so many cigarettes. At last, she stops. She knows that he has been in a bad mood these days. She also knows what he is hesitating about. On the one hand, he is his brother and best friend, and on the other is his mother. It is really difficult to choose between them.

Since ancient times, people who have done justice to destroy their relatives have been handed down for thousands of years. But who knows how much pain and struggle these people have experienced in the process of killing their relatives through justice? For them, that kind of praise is equivalent to exposing the scars again and again.

Song Xiangsi blinked his eyes, back: "go to the toilet, see you are not in, then come out."

After a pause, song Xiangsi said, "in such a cold day, why don't you put on a piece of clothes? What should I do if it's frozen?"

Before Xu Jiamu did not have a car accident, before she did not open her mouth to say that the end of their relationship, song Xiangsi was more arrogant than the queen. In front of him, he always had such a reasonable and tender appearance.

Maybe she was very obedient and obedient, so he stayed with her for seven years, and he didn't want to separate from this woman.

Now, all of a sudden, she spoke to him with such a caring and gentle appearance, which made him a little surprised and even a little shaken.

Song Xiangsi is not comfortable with Xu Jiamu's eyes. She moves her eyes and accidentally touches the mobile phone in her pocket. As if she thinks of something, she touches it out and opens the wechat that Qiao an sends to herself, and delivers it to Xu Jiamu: "your brother and Qiao Qiao are ready to go abroad."

"Going abroad?" Xu Jiamu doubted a word, then lowered his head and carefully read the news from qiao'an. His face turned pale in an instant.

Does that mean emigration?

Does it mean that they will never come back again?

Did his mother force them to leave their hometown in the end?

"I think it's because of the children. I guess they don't want to have rumors all over the place as soon as the baby is born."

Xu Jiamu did not answer, but slowly turned his head, staring out of the window at the dissolution of the night, a silent appearance.

Song Xiangsi also did not disturb him, in such a quiet night, quietly accompany him.

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