However, the prince of the Lu family is still so low-key, never accepting any interviews or making public appearances. He has become a mysterious existence that cannot be photographed by major magazines.
He has already gained power over the entire imperial capital city and has become one of the most influential business tycoons.
He is still very young, too young, only 27 years old.
Such a man is destined to fall into the erotic dreams of famous ladies and daughters every night. There are also some women who think they are beautiful and alluring, trying to hook up with him through various channels, but all of them have failed.
The only chance for people to see him is through Liu Yingluo, the young lady of the Lu family.
Liu Yingluo will be found in every occasion where he appears.
Just like tonight's charity night, his luxury car has been waiting outside very early, and his eyes, deep in his heart, are filled with her cold and alluring figure.
He accompanies her to grow up step by step, watching her enter glory and shine brightly.
How many women have been jealous of this kind of flourishing pampering?
On the one hand, those women are crazy about chasing the new products released by Queen every season; on the other hand, they will complain bitterly at the gatherings of celebrities to see when Liu Yingluo will fall out of favor.
After all, how can a 27-year-old business tycoon love a woman in his life?
But wait and wait, spring passed and autumn came, and Liu Yingluo was still favored.
Everyone in the world saw that she was as green, clean and beautiful as she had been many years ago. All her time was spent in the temple that year. The man named Lu Sijue pampered her and loved her all her life.
Lu Sijue was amazed by the time in his life, but he was tender for her.
…
One winter.
Liu Yingluo's eyes were covered by a big palm, and the man hugged her from behind and took her to a place.
"Ajue, where are you taking me?" Her voice was soft and soft, very sweet.
Lu Sijue let go of her eyes and smiled, "Our home."
Liu Yingluo raised her eyes, and then her pupils suddenly shrank. One second, two seconds, three seconds... She was as if she was in a daze.
What did she see?
In this life, she dreams of returning to prosperity and entering Gillian's room again.
Her marriage to him came earlier in this life, and Lu Sijue had not yet built a Gillian room for her and pampered her in all his glory like he did in his previous life.
Now, Gillian's room is here.
Liu Yingluo raised her little head and looked up almost piously. It was the memory of her previous life, all the sweetness.
She gently stretched out her hand and felt the colorful sunshine falling on her little hand, so soft and warm.
He said, this is our home.
Lu Sijue stretched out his two healthy arms and hugged her tightly from behind. He kissed her little face with side eyes, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Do you like it? It took two years to work here, and every grass,
Everything is the way you like it."
Liu Yingluo's eyes turned red, she liked it, how could she not like it?
She turned around and hugged his neck with her two little hands, "Yeah, I like it."
Lu Sijue's soft thin lips pressed against her red eyes and kissed her, "Yingluo, do you love me?"
He asked Yingluo softly, do you love me?
Liu Yingluo raised her little head and looked at him in surprise, "Ajue, why do you ask that? I love you~"
But why does he feel that her love is so unreal?
Two years later, he has never forgotten the man on the drawing paper.
That painting.
That vicissitudes of life and thick man, exactly like him.
who is he?
For two years, this painting has been stuck in his heart like a spell, reminding him of it all the time.
Sometimes he wanted to ask her outright, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
He was afraid that if he asked, there would be no future.
I love her and don't dare to take any risks.
Even if she really hides another man in her heart, he is still willing to live like this.
Love makes people humble.
He is really happy now, very happy.
"Who do you love? Call me by my name."
"I love you, Lu Sijue!"
Lu Sijue lifted Liu Yingluo into his arms.
"Ajue, where are you taking me?"
"I bought a big bed. I don't know if you like it or not. Let's go and get out of it now."
"..." Liu Yingluo's face turned red, and the young Lu Sijue's physical strength was as high as a little wolfdog.
At this time, Liu Yingluo suddenly felt nauseous and pressed her little hand on her heart, she was about to vomit.
"What's wrong?" Lu Sijue stopped quickly and asked nervously.
Liu Yingluo remembered something, "Ajue, I seem...I haven't been here for two months..."
Liu Yingluo is pregnant!
Lu Sijue called many doctors to diagnose Liu Yingluo. Liu Yingluo was really pregnant!
Their first child has arrived.
She wants to be a mommy.
He is going to be a daddy.
…
In the blink of an eye, Liu Yingluo was already ten months pregnant, but the due date had arrived, but there was no movement at all from the child in her belly.
Liu Yingluo was anxious and had a dream at night.
Dreaming back to the past life.
Wreaths.
Wreaths.
Wreaths.
He searched for her all over the world with bare feet, and there was blood all the way along the way.
She walked over and he hugged her tightly. His eyes were hot and filled with tears. He cried.
pain.
My whole body hurts.
Someone was shaking her, and a deep magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Yingluo! Yingluo, wake up!"
Liu Yingluo suddenly opened her eyes.
Lu Sijue's handsome face magnified in her sight, and he looked at her nervously and worriedly.
Liu Yingluo was stunned for a moment because her vision was blurred.
She slowly raised her head and touched the tears in her hand.
She cried.
"Yingluo, what's wrong with you?" Lu Sijue stretched out his hand and hugged her directly into his arms. Probably out of fear, he tightened his arms so hard that he wanted to crush her into his own bones and blood.
Liu Yingluo stretched out her little hand and hugged him gently, "Ajue, I have a nightmare."
"What nightmare?"
"I dreamed about...our past life."
Lu Sijue froze.
"Ajue, we were also married in our previous life. Everything was fine. That night you were wearing a thin gray sweater and standing alone under the palace lamp in the cloister. I fell asleep in your arms at night, but the next day I opened my eyes.
Eyes, you'll die."
Gray thin sweater…
Lu Sijue was shocked because he remembered the drawing paper. The man on the drawing paper was wearing a gray thin sweater.
The pain in Liu Yingluo's heart grew bigger and bigger. She held her little face with her two little hands and burst into tears, "Ajue, do you believe it or not? In fact, we have a past life, and we had the most beautiful encounter in the past life, but
Later, all the good things turned into regrets and misses."
"My heart still aches in this life. Time is like quicksand in my fingertips. I don't know where it has gone. Our time is always spent apart. We have not accompanied our children to grow up together. We have not had a beautiful life together.
Throughout the years, until you leave, I am the last one to know."