The entire Lu family was dispatched and everyone went to the wedding venue.
The wedding was beautiful, romantic and very lively.
Seeing their son finally entering the palace of marriage happily, Li Mingcheng and Xiao Su finally let go of the big stone in their hearts.
In this wedding, everyone present was very happy, they were all in pairs, and the husband and wife were in love.
Lu Zixun was the only one with two children.
When others are happy, he seems a little lonely and lonely.
So, I couldn’t help but drink a few more drinks at the wedding.
"Li Bo, congratulations! Finally the clouds cleared and the moon became bright. Come on, let me toast you!" He, who had always been steady, lost his composure for the first time.
Mo Xiaodie saw something unusual about him and quickly came over to stop him: "Lao San, are you drunk?"
"No, Mom, I'm not drunk. I'm happy that Li Bo got married today."
"Mom knows you are happy. Okay, it's almost done. I'll have someone take you back first."
Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but drag him outside the hotel.
The cool wind blew by, and Lu Zixun smiled bitterly: "Mom, don't worry, I'm not drunk. Li Bo has found happiness. I'm happy for him."
"I know you're not drunk, Third Brother, I'll ask the driver to take you back to rest!"
At this moment, she didn't know how to persuade her son.
Lu Zixun knew that his mother was worried about him, so he did not refuse: "Okay, Mom, I will trouble you to take care of Xinyi and Xinrui."
He got into the car obediently and returned home.
Liu Min and the nanny at home saw him coming back and hurriedly came to greet him.
"Zixun, why did you come back so early? Where are Xinyi and the others?" Liu Min asked with great concern.
"They are still in the hotel. I am happy today. I drank two more drinks and had a headache, so I came back early."
"Are you drunk? I'm going to make you some sobering tea." Liu Min quickly turned around and went to the kitchen.
Lu Zixun did not stay any longer and followed the stairs to the master bedroom on the second floor.
"Xiangzhu, I'm back. Where are you?" He stumbled and fell on the bed.
When Liu Min walked in with sobering tea, he had already fallen asleep holding Han Xiangzhu's photo.
Liu Min stood by the bed, looking at his haggard appearance, sighing silently, her eyes red.
Xiangzhu, my daughter, have you seen it?
Zixun, he loves you very much!
If you have a spirit in heaven, come back and see him!
Liu Min wiped away tears and left the room.
Lu Zixun had a dream in bed. In his dream, he saw Xiangzhu waving to him in a thick fog.
"Brother Zixun, you must wait for me!"
Then, the thick fog cleared, and when he rushed over, Xiangzhu was gone.
Lu Zixun woke up from his dream, with a dense layer of sweat on his head.
Outside the window, it was already dusk as the sun set.
It has been three years. In the three years since Xiangzhu's accident, he has never been in his dreams.