small thing

Chapter 30

I hate myself even more.

If my mother hadn't married the old man, she wouldn't have been poisoned like this!

Even if our mother and son have a hard life, I don't have the opportunity to go abroad or become a designer, but my mother will definitely live well.

Not at such a young age.She is only 40 years old, a woman with 40 flowers is not beautiful enough yet.

Haven't told me which outfit she likes best yet.

How can she ignore me? "

"She also said that she would go to Hawaii when she was well. The fruits in Hawaii are delicious and fresh."

"Brother, tell me, is mom just asleep?"

"Now I realize a problem, is my mother time-traveled now? She went into another person's body and started another life? Will she come back to me??"

In his arms, silly, crazy, whining, chattering.

Ye Rou passed away on a morning in early spring, the sun was very bright that morning, the air was very clean, and the birds were singing very cheerfully.

As soon as Lu Qianxun opened his eyes, he touched his mother's hand as usual, it was cold and stiff.

"Mom, you are finally free. You don't need to get needles anymore. You don't need to live in such a miserable and dignified way."

In my sleep at night, in that dream, you come to say goodbye, son you are awesome, I'm leaving.Don't think about me.

I thought it was a short dream on a spring night, but it was true.

you left.That's it.

Call Lu Feng. "My mother is gone." In one sentence, the world is wet and the heart is barren.

From now on I am an orphan.

Those who leave go away in style, and those who live have to show off to the living.

During the three-day funeral, Lu Qianxun was like a puppet, I would do whatever the officiant wanted me to do.

Seeing that Lu Xiaoyang and his brother-in-law also practiced the same rituals as himself, he felt more and more hypocritical and unbearable. People are already dead, so why do you need them?

Lu Xiaoqing said that she would come out to worship her mother, but Lu Qianxun disagreed: I can't promise, what will I do when I see her.

Does she want to see my mother?Do you want to come out to let the wind go?Is it the weeping remorse that you want to show in front of everyone, so that you can fight for a reduced sentence?

No!

There are many grievances and grievances back then, and I am not a magnanimous person.

When you wronged me and Lu Feng in front of the old man, when I was exiled in Milan alone, when you poisoned my mother,

When you insulted a helpless child according to your own preferences when you met for the first time,

There is no such word as forgiveness between me and you.

On the fourth day, according to the customs here, the whole family was not allowed to go out, and Lu Qianxun nestled in the bedroom alone, and lay down for a whole day, sleeping when he could, and lying with his eyes open if he couldn't sleep.

Yang Guang came in and asked if I had dinner?

"Poached eggs."

"Today, I also made steamed lotus root with glutinous rice that my wife likes. Let me give you a portion first."

"it is good."

The food is served, take a bite, it still smells like mother: "You made it?"

Yang Guang nodded: "Yes, Madam has given me all the skills in the past few years, and even specially told me the meals you like."

"Okay, follow me from now on. Go to the house on the other side of Badaguan. Go there tomorrow."

At night, Lu Qianxun drove out and went straight to Wu Yufan's house.

Lu Qianxun can't stand the atmosphere at home, can't stand a house with her mother's shadow, her mother is drinking tea on the balcony, and her mother is cooking in the kitchen,

Mom chats with herself in the bedroom, and mom trims flowers and plants in the garden.

Mother's shadow is everywhere.Lu Qianxun wanted to find an opening where he could breathe and relax, if this continued, he would go crazy.

Instinctively, he ran to Wu Yufan's house, without even thinking, his body reacted instinctively.

He hasn't come back yet, and he has been helping at the funeral of the Lu family for the past few days. There must be a lot of things in the company.

Lu Qianxun opened the door with the key, took a hot bath first, put on his pajamas, and was surrounded by his smell, so Lu Qianxun felt at ease.

Lying on the bed, touching his pillow, covering his quilt, slowly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a gentle kiss on the lips, and it was known that he was back without opening his eyes.

He let out a breath, his nostrils were full of his smell, he kissed back vigorously, put his arms around his cool neck, and stroked his short hair.

The tip of the tongue lightly touches, licks the smooth lips, the rough taste buds, sucks greedily, and kisses each tooth intimately.

This kind of sweetness, devotion, strength, and kisses make my whole body relax and my spirit feel comfortable

"Baby, you know how much I look forward to, there will be a day when you will be waiting for me at home after I get off work. This day has finally come."

Wu Yufan spoke softly while kissing Lu Qianxun's neck.

"Baby, I love you, I love you like crazy."

"I feel too painful during this period of returning home. No day is safe.

"Yesterday, when I saw you crying, I wished I could rush over to hug you and hug you. Although it's your mother, I don't want my baby to cry like this."

"Never cry like this again, I won't allow it."

"My heart hurts so much."

Don't say anything, let's just kiss.Kiss all over.kiss each other.Getting more and more crazy, rubbing each other, searching.

The quilt fell to the floor, the pajamas fell to the floor, and the whole body felt like kissing.

"Brother, hold me tight." They were clearly hugging and kissing passionately, but it didn't feel like enough, they needed a deeper integration.

The attachment and integration of the whole body and mind, the fusion of the mind and body, becoming one, can be at ease and relaxed, and no longer think about those bad things.

"Brother, brother, hold me. Hold me."...

Like twins in the mother's womb, the two were tightly attached, curled up and buried their heads in his arms, and his arms and legs hugged him.

Such a chest, such a breath, such a warmth, made Lu Qianxun reluctant to leave in the morning.

The alarm clock kept ringing, and neither of them moved.

Groping the other's lips, another long kiss came.

After a long and gentle good morning kiss, the two woke up.

"Baby, I finally realized: From now on, the king will not go to court early, the artistic conception. With you here, who wants to go to work."

He reached out and turned off the alarm clock.

"Baby, what are your plans for today?" He got up, and Lu Qianxun continued to lie in the soft blanket with his remaining warmth.

"Lu Xiaoqing's case will start at ten o'clock in the morning. I'll wait for the result."

"Aren't you going to the courtroom?"

"I won't go. Today, old man, the whole family will definitely go there. I don't want to see anyone."

"Then if you don't want to see them, you can live with me in the future. It's also closer to work here. The house in Badaguan is a bit far away. It's better not to run back and forth."

"I'd like to live here too. Let's talk."

He put on his formal attire, bowed his head, and sucked hard on his soft, slightly dry lips, "Brother has gone to work, you can order takeaway, I really don't have time to cook for you today. Are you still here tonight?"

"Let's talk about it. I asked Yang Guang to go to my place, and I'm going to move there."

He sighed: "Wait until I prepare a special ring to tie you by my side and be together openly and aboveboard. It's not like it is now, like cheating on you."

He left, and the house was quiet again, save for the monotonous ticking of the quartz clock in the living room.

Lu Qianxun stretched out his hand and looked at the Cartier ring on his ring finger. It had been four years and he hadn't taken it off that night.

The skin on the finger where the ring is worn has a ring that is whiter than the surrounding skin.

I think back then that young man who had no power approached Wu Yufan for revenge, and took advantage of his deep affection to sink into the present step by step.

Lu Qianxun can be sure that she didn't fall in love with Wu Yufan until she returned to China, but last night: what happened to me?

Why do I miss him like crazy, want to be by his side, want to kiss him, want to have sex with him, want to be hugged by him, even if I don't do anything, I feel satisfied simply sleeping next to him?

Something must be wrong.

I said to myself that as long as my mother loves me, my mother is enough.

I will not love anyone but my mother, except myself.

Thinking of this, Lu Qianxun got up and got dressed: I will not allow anyone to invade my life to this extent.

Mental dependence, I don't know when it started.

Maybe it's the daily breakfast in Milan, maybe it's the cries of countless babies, maybe it's the blue mountain espresso that's handed to you at the right temperature, maybe it's the hugs every time we meet and part...

Lu Qianxun calmly drove to Qiulin, visited Mr. Lu's physical store, and listened to the store manager's work report for a period of time.

I praised all the staff, because the performance is good, in this off-season of clothing sales.

Then I went to the studio on the top floor, where two design assistants sent a large pile of orders, orders for advanced clothing customization.

There is obviously not enough manpower, and the assistants need to recruit a few more sewing workers. The wages can be high, but the work must be good and the people must be stable.

There are a few guests who must be personally designed by Mr. Lu, and the time is arranged.

At noon, Lu Qianxun called Lu Feng and asked about Lu Xiaoqing's verdict.

The facts are clear, the nature is bad, and the plot is serious. Lu Xiaoqing will never come out in this life.

But according to her fiery personality, she won't have a good time inside. In a few years, she will apply for a psychiatric appraisal, a health appraisal, and try her best to get it out.

Sitting in the hot pot restaurant, I ordered the Little Sheep Hot Pot. I watched the milky white soup rolling in the pot. I remembered that in Milan, I once wanted to eat the hot pot at home. The next time Wu Yufan came, he would bring sliced ​​Little Sheep from Inner Mongolia. , vermicelli, various soup bases and dips.

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