"Sign?" Seeing the excited look on the woman's face in front of him, Lu Zixun's brows furrowed even deeper.
"Yes, you are my most admired idol. I have wanted your autograph for a long time, but I never had the chance. I am so lucky today."
While speaking, Meng Enqi had already taken out a pen and paper from her bag neatly, and handed it over with an expectant look on her face.
Lu Zixun was stunned for a moment by seeing her like this. He seemed to have seen what his wife Han Xiangzhu looked like when she was young.
By some strange coincidence, he took the pen and paper from the opponent's hand and quickly signed his name.
Meng Enqi looked at his dashing signature on it and hugged the signature in her arms excitedly: "Great, I finally got Dr. Lu's signature."
Lu Zixun looked at her deeply, turned around and left the hospital without saying anything else.
It’s great to be young!
Such a small wish makes me so happy.
Xiangzhu and the others seemed to be like this once.
When he was studying abroad, she would be very happy and satisfied even if they only had a few minutes of video call.
In this life, his Xiangzhu will never come back.
I will never hold his arm or call him husband again!
Arriving outside the hospital, Lu Zixun looked up at the night sky illuminated by neon lights, and his eyes blurred.
Because of the delay, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when he returned home.
The two little guys have already fallen asleep. Mother-in-law Liu Min is not asleep yet and is still waiting for him on the sofa in the living room.
Seeing him coming back, Liu Min quickly stood up: "Zixun, you're back, have you eaten?"
"Not yet! Mom, didn't I call you and ask you to go to bed early?" Looking at his mother-in-law, Lu Zixun felt very distressed.
"Mom is old and can't sleep. Just wait and I'll make noodles for you!"
With that said, Liu Min had already stood up and walked to the kitchen.
Lu Zixun did not stop her, but went to wash his hands and sat in the restaurant to wait.
He is his mother-in-law's only support in this world. Even if he is not very hungry, he cannot let her down.
Soon, Liu Min made his favorite clear noodle soup and came out.
"It smells so good! Mom, my favorite thing to eat since I was a kid is the clear noodle soup you made."
"Then eat more! Look at you, you've lost weight."
In the past three years, Liu Min has always seen Lu Zixun's pain clearly. She really feels sorry for him.
Lu Zixun picked up his chopsticks, lowered his head and quickly finished the bowl of clear soup noodles.
"Mom, I've eaten! It's getting late, you should go to bed early!"
He stood up and took the bowl into the kitchen.
Liu Min followed him and stood at the door of the kitchen, watching him hesitate to speak.
Lu Zixun turned around and saw her expression, and asked with a smile: "Mom, what's wrong? Do you have anything to say to me?"
Liu Min smiled unnaturally: "Mom does have something to say to you. But -"
"Mom, just tell me if you have any questions. I am the one you watched growing up, just like your son."
He helped Liu Min to the living room and sat down.
Liu Min sighed: "Zixun, you are a good boy. You understand your feelings for Xiangzhu and you can see them clearly. However, people can't just live in the past in this life.