Chapter 236

And his figure, dragging out a long shadow on the ground, is lonely and lonely.

He did not dare to disturb the three of them, as if they were one world, and he had already been excluded, he was a lonely man.

Lu Yan let housekeeper Cheng go down, the servants also slowly retreat, the whole restaurant, only a family of four.

Lu Yan squats down slowly. He reaches out his hand and holds the little star in his arms. His dark eyes stare at the little star, attentive and meaningful.

Little star cry eyes and nose are red, slender eyelashes are still hanging tears, looks pitiful.

"Uncle Lu, you go to comfort mom, mom cried," she said

Lu Yan's throat moved, and his thin lip became a straight line without radian. He continued to stare at the little star and spoke very seriously. His voice was hoarse: "little star, you Do you remember Dad? "

"Dad?" The little star rubbed his eyes and said, "I don't remember."

Lu Yan clenched his fist. His voice was difficult and he didn't know where to start.

"You see, our eyes are the same color."

Little star choked and blinked. She seriously looked into Lu Yan's eyes. She nodded: "I know, because we are all Chinese. The teacher said that Chinese eyes are black."

Lu Yan was speechless for a long time, and his heart was about to exceed its load. He calmed down for a while and said directly, "I'm your father. You've forgotten me, haven't you, but it doesn't matter. My father will slowly remind you of me."

Children have very short memories. Lu Yan reminded her: "do you remember when your father gave you a mobile phone? Dad asked you to call me. We often call... " He wants to say more things, but when he talks about it, he finds that the relationship between him and the little star is actually very short and pale, and there is almost nothing worth mentioning

again.

Phone?

As soon as he talked about the phone, little star remembered. She knew she had a phone before, but she lost it later, so she could never find her father again.

But Uncle Lu suddenly said he was her father.

Little star didn't know how to react for a moment. She was a little helpless and stiff.

Uncle Lu How could it be dad? It turns out that his father is uncle Lu She felt a little disappointed and a little happy.

She remembers Mom used to be unhappy with dad.

Lu Yan held back and said, "my uncle suddenly I didn't know you were dad. I'm going to ask mom. "

In fact, little star's reaction was unexpected.

Because Xiaoxing is naive, kind and warm, Lu Yan always thinks that she will soon accept the fact that he is the father, and even that she should be a daughter who will give him warm reactions.

But unexpectedly, the little star shrank.

Lu Yan never realized so clearly how much he failed.

Yanyu hears the conversation between Lu Yan and Xiaoxing Xing. She holds Lu Shumu in her arms and refuses to let go for a long time. She doesn't know what kind of reaction Lu Shumu will have when she tells Lu Shumu about their relationship.

She is silent, just want to open a mouth, but Lu Shumu some stuffy voice first rang up: "I know, you are my mother."

The metaphor just feels that her mind suddenly breaks. What's in the deep sea of thinking explodes, making her unable to think and respond. This is the possibility that she has thought for thousands of times, but has never thought about.

Her heart was beating at a speed she could hardly bear.

Who held her throat so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

Lu Shumu seemed to have guessed her question and answered directly: "it's not my father who told me. I know it myself."

How did he know? He didn't say it. He couldn't guess it.

But how to know is not important. What's important is that she doesn't seem to have any complaints or dissatisfaction when she listens to Lu Shumu's tone.

Yu holds Shumu's shoulder and makes him slightly away from himself. She stares at him carefully, as if she has lost the ability to organize language. She can only ask repeatedly, "do you know I'm your mother?"

"Well." His black eyes are as pure as snow.

“…… Don't you blame me? "

Hearing the speech, Lu Shumu shook his head and nodded again. Finally, he shook his head. He said gently: "strange, but I want my mother more."

Such a short sentence dragged the hearts of the two adults into the abyss.

Metaphor chest, filled with sour water, the concentration of gradually deep, corrosion has long been rotten wounds.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you."

Lu Shumu pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes were red, and a little red blood appeared in his black and white eyes.

The hatred in the chest is climbing slowly to the top.If it's not Zhou Yun, if it's not housekeeper Cheng, if it's not Lu Yan, if it's not her Lu Shumu and she would not be forced to separate for three years.

She didn't want to go back, but her eyelashes were moving and her eyes were cold.

Why can those people live comfortably when they do something wrong?

Lu Shumu's mind is delicate and sensitive. He is very sad, but he soon adjusts. His hand gently wipes away his tears for Yu. He seldom has physical contact with people, but Yu is different. Yu is his mother, and she has a taste he likes.

Lu Shumu looks at her, gets closer and kisses her on the cheek.

After the words returned to their original state, they stared at him vaguely in front of them. His heart was seized by him, and the surging maternal love enveloped her.

She broke her tears into a smile and gave him a kiss back. When both of them are quiet, the crying person turns into a little star. She doesn't know why. She stares at the way her mother and Lu Shumu embrace each other. Suddenly, her heart is filled with bitterness. A burst of unspeakable sadness attacks her. She says, "wow..." Once you cry, you will cry even more bitterly when your nose is sour. Tears are like water that has opened a gate and can't be controlled.

As she sobbed and wept, her big watery eyes were staring at the words, full of grievances.

This is her mother, not Lu Shumu's mother.

She didn't want her mother robbed by Lu Shumu.

She ran to Yanyu and stuck to Yanyu tightly. When she saw Lu Shumu holding Yanyu's hand, she turned her lips and broke Lu Shumu's fingers one by one unhappily. She said intermittently, "this is my mother." Little star doesn't know what she is afraid of, but in recent years, her mother is all her own. She doesn't want to share with others. Although she knows that sharing is a virtue, her mother is different