morrow.” 。Wen Man likes Chinese breakfast, but this is Huo Shaoting's house, and the aunt he hired. 。She has no reason to order people around. 。Wen Man smiled faintly and said, "This is perfect." 。Li...Lu Qian stood at the bathroom door, watching quietly.

It's deep night.

Under the hazy yellow lights, her profile was soft, and even her tears were crystal clear.

He knew what she was thinking, she felt sorry for him.

Lu Qian looked at her for a long time, she was immersed in her own thoughts and couldn't come back to herself.

He walked over, took the bottle of pills from her hand, and whispered, "This was prescribed when we left the hospital. Some of these medicines can't be bought in China. And I don't take all of them every day, really just one or two."

Mingzhu looked up at him.

Her face, as white and pure as jade, still bore the trace of tears.

Lu Qian gently hugged her, letting her face rest against his chest, and stroking her softly.

Mingzhu slowly hugged him around the waist.

Her fingers, they were even trembling slightly.

Lu Qian asked in a low voice, "Are you heartbroken"

She stayed silent in his arms for a long while, then whispered, trembling, "Lu Qian, I was so scared at the time!"

She only said that one sentence.

Other than that, she was too embarrassed to say anything.

She loved him, for so many years, that now she could not love as freely as she had in her youth.

Lu Qian gently rubbed her hair.

He didn't force her, and just held her in his arms.

Perhaps it wasn't until this moment that their hearts dared to inch closer, finally allowing themselves to let go.

Only then did I dare to confirm that it was not a dream.

Mingzhu didn't cry anymore.

As she grew older, she didn't want to appear awkward in front of him.

Lu Qian didn't know her well, in his eyes she was just a little kid. No matter how carefully she acted, he could see through her thoughts at a glance.

Lu Qian carried her to the bed.

Wrap her up in the blanket, like a caterpillar.

"Mingzhu wasn't having it. She patted his shoulder and said, "Hot! It's summer now, there's no way you're like this!"

Lu Qian reached into the blanket.

He touched her foot: "Your feet are ice cold."

He remembered that she was in good health. How could her feet be so cold on a summer day

His skin was warm, and she found it comforting.

Míngzhū leaned against the pillow and whispered, “Women always have a few little ailments after giving birth. It’s nothing.”

Lu Qian insisted on warming it up for her.

After he lay down, facing her, Mingzhu hesitated for a moment before asking him, "How was it in Switzerland Your sister-in-law never tells me... I didn't have the courage to ask either."

Lu Qian recalled those days.

It was incredibly difficult.

When times were hardest, he didn't eat or drink for a whole month.

When things got really tough, he would look at photos of Mingzhu and ShuoShuo, and later added Xiao Lu You's picture too.

But he didn't want to tell her that.

He reached out, letting her lie comfortably on his arm.

He spoke of the things he had chosen.

"The snow view over there is beautiful! I can see a mountain range from the window of the hospital."

"Remember one New Year's Eve, I woke up and your Uncle Liu bought some rice cakes back from outside. At that time, I was so craving it, I really wanted to eat it!"

……

"Did you end up eating it"

Lu Qian chuckled softly, "I got you! Just a little bite!"

He finished speaking and suddenly switched off the light.

He crawled into her bed, and then her clothes were lifted.

Mingzhu suddenly clutched the bed sheet.

When Lu Qian left her bed, her face was flushed and hot. Luckily, the lights were off.

Lu Qian lay beside her, gently touching her face.

She called him a scoundrel.

Lu Qian lowered his voice, a hint of indescribable charm in his tone: "I wanted to try it back then."

Mingzhu couldn't take it anymore.

She turned her back on him, refusing to speak another word.

That's too inappropriate!

In the darkness, Lu Qian gazed at her slender shoulders and smiled faintly.

He leaned closer slowly, whispering against her ear, "Those few years, all I ever thought about was you."

Mingzhu's face, despite herself, was flushed.

She was moved one moment, touched the next, but then she thought that his sweet words had probably been used on countless women before. That made her angry again!

"I'm going to sleep!"

Lu Qian smiled and hugged her waist.

……

Saturday, morning.

The old woman got up early, and the two children were restless too. They were busy tending to flowers and plants in the courtyard bright and early.

Little Lu Shuo held the small shovel, his little arms surprisingly strong.

Little Lu wore a small flower hat on her head.

Very cute.

She was swinging her two white and tender legs, following her brother behind, tugging at this flower and that grass.

Grandma loves her child and lets her pull her along.

But then tragedy struck.

She touched a large flesh worm.

The little girl was frightened, her fair face wrinkled up, and then she cried out, "Wah!"

"Wow wow..."

"Daddy..."

……

Xiao Lu suo followed her gaze and saw that a shovel had been broken in two. Then he frantically soothed his sister, but he was a little person and wasn't very good at comforting children.

Little Lu was crying, her face red and she couldn't catch her breath.

The old woman also coaxed,

He just can't be soothed!

Lu Qian walked out of the hall, and about ten meters away, Xiao Luyou stumbled toward his father and hugged his father's long leg.

Lu Qian bent down and picked her up, placing the little one on his arm to sit.

Little Lu Shuo was jumping up and down beside him.

He handed her a tissue: "Sister saw a bug!"

Little Lu You heard the insects crying again, and his two chubby hands hugged his father's neck, refusing to come down.

The little one's tears and snot, all smeared onto daddy's expensive shirt.

Lu Qian didn't mind.

He wiped the tears from the little girl's face and gently patted her chubby body.

Xiaolu snuggled into his arms with a hint of pride and arrogance.ter, more slender, and longer. A pair of hot pants accentuated her long legs, and the space between them was delicately pale.Her waist was even thinner than she imagined.Even knowing this is a dream.B...