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 created his own empire myth in his teens.
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 door of the study, she heard Butler Ye's voice.