Xia Xiwan was startled. Her eyes fell on that figure and could not move away for a moment. Lu Hanting... Lu Hanting...
This figure was so familiar, so familiar that she couldn't admit it.
A layer of crystal mist quickly condensed in Xia Xiwan's bright pupils. She was happy. She was really happy. Her delicate red lips slowly curled up. Lu Hanting... Lu Hanting was back.
He is finally back!
Xia Xiwan twitched her red nose, then stretched out her trembling hand to touch the figure on the car window.
However, as soon as her soft fingertips touched it, the tall and straight body suddenly disappeared.
Disappeared.
what happened?
Where is Lu Hanting?
Xia Xiwan's little hand touched the car window. The cold car window had no trace of warmth. She suddenly woke up. It was just her hallucination.
He didn't come back.
He still hasn't come back.
All of a sudden, all the tears in Xia Xiwan's eyes welled up, her delicate shoulders trembled, and she burst into tears.
She was very strong during this period and didn't say a word about Mr. Lu, but there was a wound in her heart that hurt so much that she couldn't touch it. Touching it would cause heartbreaking pain.
Lu Hanting, her Mr. Lu...
Why haven't you come back yet?
Xia Xiwan held little Luhua tightly in her arms, with tears streaming down her face.
At this moment, she allowed her thoughts to flood her like a tide, drowning her in an instant.
The bus took her on the way home. The road was so long. Xia Xiwan was tired of crying, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
…
She was dreaming.
I had a long, long dream.
The last bus home was speeding along the busy street. At this time, the driver suddenly braked, opened the door, and someone came up.
It was two men in black, and then the two men in black carried a wheelchair up, with a person sitting in the wheelchair.
Xia Xiwan couldn't see the man's face clearly. He was wearing black clothes and a black peaked cap on his head, as if he deliberately didn't want people to see his face.
His body was stooped, so thin, as if he had been seriously injured, and his entire frame had been severely sluggish and deformed. He used to be a very handsome and young man, but now he has aged too much overnight.
They are all like an old man who has fallen into trance at dawn and dusk.
The man in black pushed the wheelchair over. The man got closer to her, then a little closer, and finally stopped beside her.
The man got up. He stood up from the wheelchair with difficulty and slowly, like a slow motion movie playback, and sat on the chair next to her.
He's coming.
Xia Xiwan seemed to smell a faint smell of disinfectant, the smell of a hospital. In addition to this smell, she also smelled a clean and refreshing masculine smell. This kind of masculine smell was too familiar to her.
He slowly leaned over, stretched out his big, sharply knuckled palms, pushed aside the blanket on Little Luhua, and looked at Little Luhua's sculpted little face.
Xiao Luhua suddenly woke up, opened a pair of big sleepy eyes, and looked at the man darkly.
The man reached out and touched little Luhua's face tenderly and lovingly.
"Daddy~"
Grandma Xiao Luhua called out sweetly again.
"Daddy~ Ha, Daddy~"
"Ah."
The man beside him laughed softly, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if it had been frosted.
Then he gently made a silencing gesture to stop Xiao Luhua from speaking.
who is he?
Xia Xiwan trembled with her slender Yu Jie and wanted to open her eyes. Is this a dream? Is this a dream?
She wanted to see his face. She wanted to know who this man was?
Why did he feel so familiar to her?
At this time, the man slowly put his arm on the back of the chair behind her, supported her little head with his big palm, and let her rest on his shoulder.
His shoulders were no longer straight, and he looked as sluggish as an old man, but there was a reassuring and calm strength about him that made her want to rely on him, rely on him forever, and never leave again.
The surrounding area was quiet, the bus drove forward, and there were only three of them on the bus.
The man next to her hugged her, and then lowered his eyes to look at her little face. He slowly leaned forward, pressed his nose against the delicate muscles on her face, and rubbed it gently and tenderly, with a deep affection.
Nostalgia and longing.
Soon, his lips came up to kiss her, touching her soft red lips.
He kissed her softly, tracing her delicate lip line bit by bit, as if he was treating something rare.
He didn't use any force and didn't dare to use force.
They kissed like this for a few seconds, really only a few seconds. For a short time, it made people think it was a dream, and he let go of her.
His body began to tremble and his breathing became labored.
Xia Xiwan heard his rapid breathing. He seemed to have difficulty breathing. His thin chest moved up and down, inhaling and exhaling. Maybe he would die in the next second.
The two men in black quickly put an oxygen mask on his face and then lifted him into a wheelchair.
he's gone.
he's gone…
Xia Xiwan looked at his weak back and tried to open her mouth to call him, but she closed her red lips and was so painful that no sound came out.
Soon he disappeared from her sight.
do not go.
do not go!
Please, don't go!
Lu Hanting!
Xia Xiwan let out a heartbreaking scream and suddenly opened her eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, her face was so hot, as if something suddenly fell down. She was still on the bus, but her tears were blurred, and her little face was covered with tears.
Xia Xiwan was suddenly confused. What happened to her? Was it a dream just now?
The bus was still driving smoothly, and little Luhua was lying in her arms, her pink face buried in the blanket, sleeping very sweetly, just as she was before she fell asleep, nothing had changed.
It must have been a dream just now.
She dreamed of...Lu Hanting.
That weak man is Lu Hanting.
Was it because she missed him so much that she had hallucinations?
However, the dream just now was so real, as if he was by her side and had never left.
--A short story from Lu Liu's daily story--
She confessed that she was seducing him.
Lu Sijue paused and looked at her appearance at the moment. She had such a bright and fiery side hidden under her cold and charming appearance. Ever since they met in the temple, she had tried her best to get close to him and attract his attention.
Lu Sijue pursed his thin lips and said, "I have no interest in little girls."
She is really too young now.
Liu Yingluo hugged his neck tightly, "Then...can you wait for me until I grow up?"
Lu Sijue did not answer.
"I will grow up soon. In the past few years, you are not allowed to date other girls, and you are not allowed to even look at them again, okay? Lu Sijue, you are mine, and I am also yours!"
Liu Yingluo was very afraid that Lu Sijue would fall in love with someone else in this life, so she wanted to make a personal agreement with him.