Chapter 150

The brows of the north and the south are tightly tightened.

Qin makes his eyes dim, as if thinking about something.

Little star holds a doll in his hand and looks at Qin rang with round black eyes.

Qin let low eyes, on her line of sight, smile, from the north and South arms picked up her: "little star, do you want to go to England with Uncle Qin to play?"

Little star blinked her eyes and curled her eyelashes. She asked softly, "is Mom going?"

"Go." Qin let the narrow eyes contain a smile.

Little star hesitated. She followed her mother in the hospital these days. She knew that her mother was in bad health, but her little mobile phone was lost. She missed her father a little. Before, her father would call her with his little mobile phone.

After a long silence, little star's black eyes were moist: "that What about dad? "

Her voice fell, and both adults were quiet.

The north and the south are a little strange. Even though Lu Yan was taking care of Xiaoxing for a while, in the last six months, other people in the UK have been returning home several times. The children are forgetful. How can Xiaoxing still miss Lu Yan?

Qin rang sighed about the power of blood relationship. He curled up his fingers and couldn't help thinking that if he had a little princess, he would never let her suffer so much as Lu Yan. Nanbei pursed her lips, looked at the little star, and whispered: "little star, Auntie Nan wants to tell you that not all the children's parents will be together, but what can be guaranteed is that they love you very much, and their parents will have their own lives next, but they will continue to love you

. You and your mother are going to live in England together, and your father will be in England, but you don't live together. However, you still have Nanfeng brother with you, aunts from north and south take care of you, uncle Qin lets love you, and your mother loves you. "

Little star's eyelashes trembled and her pink lips shriveled subconsciously. But she blinked her eyes and was quiet for a long time. She digested what Auntie Nanbei told her.

Little Xing Xing lies on Qin rang's chest for a while, and she wants to be hugged by the north and the south. She hugs the neck of the north and the south, but she still can't help but stick it to the ears of the north and the south, with a faint cry: "but, aunt Nan I miss Dad Dad One person. "

The heart of the north and the South pain for a moment, like the needle into, dense pain.

She gently stroked the little star's hair. She didn't know how to tell the children about the complicated things between adults. Lu Yan was not alone at all. There were many women around him who wanted to stick it upside down.

North and South sighed, she finally did not say anything, just holding the little star, took her to the side to see the moon.

Little star stares at the moon, little fist clenches: "Auntie I want to call Dad... "

The north and the south don't know Lu Yan's number. Even if they do, she is more afraid that there is no one to answer, or the woman to answer, thus hurting the heart of little star.

She lowered her eyes and said to the little star, "Dad is going abroad now. I can't make a phone call from China. Besides, my mother is not feeling well now. Little star is good. How about caring for my mother with Auntie Nanbei? Don't cry. If Mom sees little star crying, how sad she will be. "

"Good."

Small star back over small meat hand, wiped his tears, eyelashes moist, black pupil like rain washed clean, clever let a person heartache.

Lu Yan is still in this city.

He has not yet returned to England.

Summer night, the city is hot and dry, the air floating fragrance, neon lights flashing, dimly lit, the girls on the road are showing beautiful slender legs.

Lu Yan drives his car and stops in front of the club. Immediately a waiter comes to help him park the car. He throws the key to the waiter and subconsciously looks at the building beside him.

Suddenly his eyes were fixed slightly.

A girl walks slowly. From his point of view, she can only see a figure of her back. She is thin, wearing a black single skirt, showing her two straight and slender long legs. Her black hair is hanging, and the summer wind is blowing. When she walks, she will show a thin white neck.

It's a metaphor Is that right?

Lu Yan's heart came up to his throat. The beating speed was amazing, and the stirring noise seemed to pierce his eardrum.

His heart, which he thought had already calmed down, was tightly constricted.

There was a faint pain.

When he saw it clearly, a huge sense of loss enveloped him, and his heart fell down from a high place.

It's not rhetoric.

Just a girl whose back looks like her.

But Lu Yan still frowned slightly. He didn't know why. He stood in the same place, his eyes were fixed, and his dark eyes were staring at the figure until he could no longer see it.

His fingers hanging on the side of his body had already been raised and his joints were pale.

Lu Yan tightened the line of his chin. He slept a little bit these days. As long as he closed his eyes, he was lying in a pool of blood. His face was as transparent as if it would disappear. It was like a bubble in the sun, which could not touch.In the twinkling of an eye, it was also a picture of the intimate embrace and kiss between the words and Qin rang. He could easily see the deep feeling in Qin rang's eyes. That kind of picture was too dazzling, and the anger burned his heart and devoured his reason.

Lu Yan closed his eyes and calmed the surging emotion in his chest.

In the past six months, Yu Yu has tried to hurt her baby more than once, even in the end His mother's words rang in his ears again

Those words, like a meat grinder, ground his heart into powder.

He never entered the world of metaphor, and metaphor never took him seriously.

Why don't we just let it go.

In the box of the club, Lu Yancai pushed open the door of the box. The light flickered and slightly glared. He habitually narrowed his eyes. Someone had already exploded the color bar in front of him.

Lu Yan pursed his lips, with deep outline, clear lines, cold black eyes and no expression.

That group of people seem to feel nothing in general, smiling: "Lu Shao, congratulations on your return to the single world!"

"Yes, it's so cool to be single. You can play with any girl you like. There's no moral restriction. Don't be so cool."

"Men are used to wearing more green hats, aren't they?" The man had no malice. These people often joked like this, even bumped into the people next to them, and said with a smile, "I'm happy to be a father, I'm happy to be a father, and I'm a brave dish collector!"

"Go away, you take a fart dish. How could ah Yan let that child be born? Didn't he slap his face when he was born? A man can't bear it. " Lu Yan's face slowly sank down. His eyes were cold, and his dark eyes were staring at them. It seemed that his eyebrows were cloudy and full of dense air.