Lu Sijue's pupils shrank in excitement. He didn't know what a good day today was.
His big hands were on her waist, and he stared at her, his eyes as hot as molten liquid.
Liu Yingluo's face turned red. She had never taken the initiative in her whole life. People said that men like women who are knowledgeable and interesting. She didn't want to be worse than others. If others could do it, so could he.
But under his gaze, her whole body was still burning, "What are you looking at!"
"Let me see if you really haven't aged at all."
"But I think you are getting old."
"Mrs. Lu, you have to understand that the older a man is, the better."
“…”
…
The next morning.
The sound of little Pipi's milk came from outside the door, "Grandpa and grandma, wake up, the sun has already scorched your little pussy, why are you staying in bed today?"
The maids in the villa saw the husband and wife getting up so late for the first time, and they could all guess what happened last night.
"Young master, stop arguing. Let the husband and wife sleep a little longer. I will play with you." The maid coaxed the little girl.
Little Pippi's big shining eyes turned dark, "Okay, I'll go play by myself for a while."
Twenty minutes later, little Pippi, who was sitting in the living room, heard footsteps. He looked back and said, "Grandpa, good morning."
Lu Sijue came down. He was wearing a thin gray sweater and black trousers today. His whole person looked more dignified and elegant at home.
His eyes fell on Little Pippi's little face, "Morning."
At this time, a pleasant voice came to her ears, Liu Yingluo went downstairs, "Pippi."
Today Liu Yingluo wore a dark blue cheongsam. This cheongsam was not embroidered with lace, but silk brocade. This silk material could more perfectly outline her beautiful figure.
Today she did not tie her hair up, but let her long hair fall loosely and hooked it casually behind her ears. Today, Liu Yingluo is extremely beautiful, like a young woman in her thirties, with all the charm.
"Wow, grandma is so beautiful today." Xiao Pipi rushed over and hugged Liu Yingluo's calf.
Liu Yingluo pinched Xiaobao's cheek lovingly, "My Pippi's mouth is so sweet today."
Little Pippi smiled slyly, "Grandma, didn't we agree last night that Grandpa couldn't get out of bed? Why did you get up late too?"
“…”
Liu Yingluo blushed quickly. She glanced at Lu Sijue beside her, and saw that Lu Sijue's eyes were always on her, gentle and caring, "Pippi, stop talking nonsense."
Pippi, I didn't say anything nonsense.
"Grandpa, grandma, daddy and mommy are going on a long trip. They will leave tonight. Daddy and mommy are coming over for dinner before leaving."
Lu Hanting and Xia Xiwan's Haicheng group has officially planned their trip and will leave tonight.
They knew that Lu Sijue and Liu Yingluo had restored their old relationship and were worried before leaving, so they came over for dinner.
Liu Yingluo's eyes lit up, "Okay, I'll cook it myself tonight."
…
Lu Hanting brought Xia Xiwan over, and Xia Xiwan went into the kitchen to find Liu Yingluo. Lu Sijue and Lu Hanting stood in the corridor outside the villa door talking.
On the lawn, the maid brought a lot of fireworks, and Little Pipi lit one, and the bright fireworks immediately lit up the night sky.
Lu Sijue looked at the fireworks and said, "At Ting, I heard that you are taking Xi Wan back to Haicheng?"
Lu Hanting nodded, "Yes, let's deal with some old matters."
Lu Sijue didn't ask any more questions. He was extra at home tonight, with the harshness and murderousness gone, and the softness of a husband and a father in his face and eyes.
"Uncle Lu~" Xia Xiwan came out at this time.
Lu Sijue turned around and saw Xia Xiwan leaning against the door, her bright eyes looking at him with a smile.
"Daddy, these fireworks are so fun, come here quickly." Little Pipi called Lu Hanting.
Lu Hanting went to accompany Xiao Pipi.
Xia Xiwan came to Lu Sijue's side. She looked up at the night sky tonight. For some reason, the night sky tonight was surprisingly beautiful. Everything was so warm and beautiful.
"Uncle Lu, are you happy now?" Xia Xiwan asked.
Lu Sijue nodded, "I'm very happy."
"I just saw Aunt Yingluo. Aunt Yingluo is also very happy. Uncle Lu, you have spent half your life together and will always be happy in the future."
can you?
Does he still have time?
Lu Sijue slowly raised his thin lips and did not answer.
Xia Xiwan saw that Lu Sijue was acting a little weird tonight, as if he was hiding something from everyone. She wanted to talk, but then Little Pipi ran over and said, "Mommy, come over and play together~"
Lu Sijue said gently, "Go ahead."
Xiao Pippi pulled Xia Xiwan away. Xia Xiwan, who was walking on the lawn, turned back and looked at Lu Sijue in the corridor.
At this time, the retro palace lanterns in the cloister were glazed on the man's straight shoulders. This proud son of the Lu family had created his own empire myth in his teens. An emperor who had stood at the pinnacle of power for decades, a superior person who had been accumulated by the years.
Killer, for some reason, tonight he seemed to be stained by the wind and frost of the years. The world was noisy and noisy, and he stood there alone. Xia Xiwan didn't know if she had some illusions, she vaguely
Yue actually saw a few white hairs growing on his cheeks.
At this time, Xia Xiwan didn't know that tonight would be the last time she saw Lu Sijue.
Xiao Pipi pulled Xia Xiwan over, and Lu Hanting held her little hand, "Wanwan, why are your hands so cold?"
Cold?
Xia Xiwan had a very bad premonition in her heart. Her premonition had always been accurate. She felt that some things and people had quietly slipped away from her.
…
Lu Sijue stood in the corridor. Soon he coughed lightly, and a warm blood surged up from his throat. He quickly turned around and walked in.
When he walked to a deserted place, he took out his handkerchief and coughed, coughing up a lot of blood.
"Sir." Butler Ye hurried over and said with a changed expression, "Sir, your coughing up blood has become more and more serious in the past two days. I'm going to call a doctor."
Lu Sijue raised his hand gently and stopped Butler Ye.
He knew that his health was worse than what the doctor diagnosed, and he might not even have a month left.
Lu Sijue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. There were bright fireworks outside. He stretched out his hand and watched the flowing time pass between his fingers.
He knew that he had embarked on the last train of his life and that his end was approaching.
It's probably just these two days.
On the days when Lu Hanting and Xia Xiwan left.
Why is it so sad?
Why are you so reluctant to give up?
Happiness is clearly at hand.
Unknowingly, he began to covet the present time, always wishing that life could be slower and slower, but he has already reached the end.
…
Xia Xiwan was still worried, so she went upstairs and went straight to the study to find Lu Sijue.
But when she walked to the study door, she heard Butler Ye's voice.