My friend’s distance, Die'er, I hope you have always been like this. Maybe Fu Yunche can see your goodness, and will not be indifferent. He raised his head and forced the liquid that was almost unbearable. He took a deep breath and continued to move forward with a warm smile: "Can you sing that song again? The thread in the hand of a loving mother!"

The last time I heard it, I really want to keep going like this.

"You are very strange today, and you are talking in a mess. Here and there, Han Fei, are you not sick, are you?" Su Mengdie reached out to the man's forehead worriedly.

I didn't have a fever, but didn't her thoughts always go wild? But it was really strange: "I tell you, let's go side by side in the future. I've decided. After Canglin is rectifying, we will set off for Hongmoguo. Let's do this. For you guys, even if Fu Yunche doesn't give me a clear answer, I won't leave, but I refuse to fight with him. I'll only be with you!"

Inexplicably, panic arose in his heart, as if something was about to leave her, but Han Fei promised her not to leave her. The feeling was still so strong that he just wanted to give up the idea of ​​leaving.

Sometimes I told her about Fu Yunche, sometimes I said that if I fell in love with her, I would ask her to sing again. Moreover, the song was sung by her mother before she got married. He was actually eavesdropping outside at that time? The thinking logic changed too quickly, and Han Fei was not like this in normal times.

Han Fei continued to laugh: "When I came here, I couldn't help but think of my childhood, and when I was a queen, when I left, she made a robe for me and told me to come back soon. Who knew that when I came back, I heard the bad news, are you singing?"

So that's what it was, she was scared in cold sweat, and generously walked around the man in front of the man, clapping his hands while backing and making a rhythm: "The loving mother's hand is in the middle of the line, the wandering son's body!"

Han Fei slowed down and his hand holding the dragon-patterned sword was almost broken. He just smiled and watched the woman happily make him happy. No matter whether he loved him or not, it was actually a kind of happiness as long as he was always by her side. She could always make him open his heart and make him want to get close. She was like a ray of light, he was the moth. Even though he knew that the light ahead was beautiful, it would kill him, but he would still pounce on him.

"I'm going to leave and I'm afraid I'll return late. Who says that the heart of a grass can repay the spring sunshine!"

The crisp singing and applause broke the silence around her and was no longer lonely. She would bring joy to people wherever she went.

"Who said that a little grass... Um!" Su Mengdie was shocked. Without giving her a chance to react, she was hugged by Han Fei. The force was so tight that she could not break free. What happened to Han Fei today?

"Let me hold it for a while!"

Han Fei closed his eyes and pressed his handsome face against the woman's side brain, rubbing it constantly, feeling the touch from the hair, the mist in his eyes flashed, and when he saw that the woman no longer struggled, he said hoarsely: "Thank you, for letting my heart be no longer eroded by hatred, thank you, let me understand that I can still laugh, I will watch how you built this country, how you wrote down your life, and will always be with you until the end, be the best brother!"

Su Mengdie relaxed her nerves and patted the back of her acquaintance with comfort: "I have always been sincere to my friends. As long as you don't leave, I will not say separate ways to you. Han Fei, keep your promise!"
Chapter completed!