The tablemate is sick and delicate

After the meal, Xia Dong was sent to wash the dishes by Pan Wan, and Lu Sanqi insisted on helping to clean up, but he couldn't hold back Pan Wan, and in the end, as she wished, Xia Dong was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Pan Wan and Lu Sanqi Sit on the couch and chat.

Lu Sanqi's body was straight, although Xia's mother said that their family didn't have the habit of letting guests wash dishes, but Lu Sanqi still felt a little embarrassed, thinking that she didn't help much, and even had a plain meal .

However, Pan Wan and Xia Dong treated him as their own family members and didn't care at all, and it was comfortable for Lu Sanqi to eat a meal.

Lu Sanqi saw a sentence elsewhere: I used to think that gentleness is a character, but now I feel that gentleness runs through a person's cultivation and cognition. When I see a truly gentle person, I find that the existence of this kind of power is not only to make people around me Feel comfortable, and you will be more happy and comfortable.

In the short time he spent with Xia's mother, he found that gentle people seemed to be gentle with the air around him. Every word and action Xia's mother said did not make Lu Sanqi feel the slightest discomfort.

He envied Xia Dong to have such a mother, but why isn't Xia Dong gentle?

Being treated politely, emotionally cared for, face taken care of, and cared for in a measured way, who is not tempted?

Lu Sanqi didn't know if others would be tempted, anyway, he really fell for it, completely fell for Xia Dong, a bad guy, and he was not ashamed to admit it.

Mother Xia picked up a pot of scented tea on the table. Lu Sanqi didn't know much about the types of flowers and plants, but the flowers were soaked in the transparent glass pot, and they all bloomed like eternal flowers. He couldn't help thinking , if these flowers stay in the pot all the time, won't they decay?

Pan Wan handed the freshly poured cup of scented tea to Lu Sanqi. The boy thanked him politely, then held the tea and sipped it one mouthful at a time.

She looked at the well-behaved Lu Sanqi, and the aunt's smile on her face never stopped.

She has always wanted to educate Xia Dong to be a gentle and well-behaved child. She was cute when she was a child, but she has nothing to do with being gentle and well-behaved when she grows up. She also knows that Xia Dong's changes may be related to his father's departure from life, but Pan Wan never felt that divorcing Xia Dong's father was a wrong choice. She had the confidence that she could teach Xia Dong well and make her son strong, able to bear the pressure and suffer.

Xia Dong grew up as a little man when he was young, and used his young shoulders to support half of Pan Wan's house. Pan Wan still clearly remembers that Xia Dong wiped away the tears on her face with her tender little hands, and her brows looked decent. Wrinkled, with a serious and cute expression, then said in a childish voice:

"Mum, don't cry~ Dongdong will protect Mommy from now on~ beat all the bad guys away!" There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone.

Later, every time Xia Dong had a fight, Pan Wan couldn't help but feel distressed, she said reproachful words, but her heart was full of pride.

Because she knew that what Xia Dong hadn't changed since he was a child was his soft heart, and his desire to protect and possess the one he loved.

"Auntie, you really look like my mother when I was a child." Lu Sanqi said.

His voice awakened Pan Wan from her memories, she was slightly startled, a little puzzled, her mother when she was a child?Is this also divided into childhood and adulthood?

Lu Sanqi took a sip of scented tea, and the refreshing aroma rushed to his face. There was a burst of fragrance with a hint of sweetness in the mouth, which relieved Lu Sanqi's entanglement at this time.

He took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to speak: "Auntie, would you like to hear a story?"

Pan Wan nodded, she saw the tension in Lu Sanqi's heart, and stretched out her hand to caress his back.

"This is the story of a little boy..."

After a long time, Lu Sanqi's expression was calm, and he told the whole story without any ups and downs in his tone.

At this time, Pan Wan, who had heard the story, had already had red eyes, and could not restrain her heartache. What kind of nightmare experience did this gentle and restrained boy have before him to tell such a heart-wrenching story calmly? s story.

He told Pan Wan about his childhood.

Xia Dong listened to the whole story from the sidelines, his face slowly changed from a joking expression to astonishment, then to anger, and finally, like Pan Wan, distress and anger were mixed in his heart, as well as a sense of powerlessness with nowhere to vent.

He sat down next to Lu Sanqi, resisted the affectionate gesture of hugging Lu Sanqi into his arms, stretched out his hand and patted Lu Sanqi's shoulder fiercely, and then spoke with anger and firmness Promise: "From now on, Brother Dong will protect you! As long as I'm here, no one will bully you!"

Lu Sanqi stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Xia Dong's neck, as if he was comforting the little beast with fur. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his heart was extremely soft.

Pan Wan quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, but these small movements couldn't be hidden from Lu Sanqi at all. He moved his fingers and hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he stretched out his arms and embraced this petite but strong little woman.

He buried his head on Pan Wan's shoulder, his eyes were red.Pan Wan stroked Lu Sanqi's back back and forth with her hand. She didn't know whether she was comforting Lu Sanqi or herself, but she couldn't stop her tears. This child is so distressing.

She is a mother and she has a child herself. She can't imagine what will happen if this kind of thing happens to Xia Dong. Her spirit may completely collapse, because Xia Dong is her bottom line.

This boy is so tall, he speaks and behaves very elegantly, he looks so perfect, but his heart has been pierced with knives, he is too brave.

"My child, I will often come to play with my aunt in the future. I will often come to my house to find Xia Dong. My aunt will bake a lot of snacks. I will wrong you to be a guinea pig." Pan Wan stroked Lu Sanqi's soft hair.

She could only come up with such a lame excuse to get Lu Sanqi to be a frequent guest and to keep him from seeing outsiders. Although she was just an outsider, she still wanted to help this child more.

Lu Sanqi smiled, and the smile reached his eyes: "Okay."

When Lu Sanqi was leaving, Pan Wan packed a lot of cookies in a bunny biscuit bag for him to take with him, as well as the prepared Xue Mei Niang, and packed a bag full for Lu Sanqi.

Xia Dong sent Lu Sanqi downstairs.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the narrow and quiet corridor, Xia Dong subconsciously touched his pocket.

Not his.

It's Lu Sanqi.

"Hello, Uncle Wang." Lu Sanqi picked up the phone.

"Are you downstairs, okay, I'll go down now."

I don't know what was said there, Xia Dong saw that Lu Sanqi's brows were gradually wrinkled, and his eyes were heavy, like a dark cloud.

His tone was not very good: "I see, let the family stabilize him first."

The floor of Xia Dong's house is not high, Lu Sanqi's face was not very good after answering the phone, and he walked down the stairs quickly, as if there was something urgent.

After arriving downstairs, Xia Dong saw Uncle Wang standing in front of the car waiting for Lu Sanqi from afar, and then opened the car door for him. Xia Dong watched Lu Sanqi bend down to get into the car, and then the window slowly sank.

"See you tomorrow, Xia Dong."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

If Xia Dong knew what would happen tomorrow at this time, then he would definitely delay for a while, so as not to let Lu Sanqi leave so early.

"I don't know if you would like to hear a story."

"It's a little boy's childhood."

"He watched his once loving parents quarreling in front of him, and then turned into smashing vases and smashing the TV to destroy all traces of life. Later, the boy's father didn't think it was enough, so he started destroying his favorite partner..."

"Seeing his loving father, the little boy grabbed his mother's hair fiercely, and slammed it against the wall until the wall was covered with shocking blood..."

"From that day on, the little boy had a mental breakdown. He began to have hallucinations. In the eyes of the people around him, his skulls were broken, his eyeballs were cut off, and he himself was broken."

"Later, the little boy did not escape, and what happened to his mother repeated itself time and time again..."

"The little boy's heart died at that point."

"Dilapidated and riddled with holes."

These are Lu Sanqi's stories, as well as his experiences, and Xia Dong knows it all.