what is your vision

"mom."

Lu Yunchu's eyes were full of disbelief, especially when Wu Lan looked at him half worried and half embarrassed, which made him uncertain about the other party's true psychology.

"Auntie," Zhou Yanchuan asked her to sit down, "You sit down first, I'll go and buy some fruit."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Yanchuan gently closed the door.

Lu Yunchu still felt in a trance, it seemed that the two had reached some kind of tacit understanding when he didn't know it.

Almost half a year has passed since the unhappiness broke up. In the past six months, he tried to contact Wu Lan several times, but he was blocked.

Did Wu Lan forgive him, is she still angry now, or just relented because of his injury?Lu Yunchu couldn't be sure of these.

"Mom," Lu Yunchu didn't want to gain Wu Lan's pity because of his injury, "I'm much better now."

"Yunchu, I know," Wu Lan hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Mr. Zhou told me everything."

Lu Yunchu's hand clutched the quilt cover, and his thoughts became even more confused.He didn't mention his emotional state to Wu Lan, but the various behaviors of her and Zhou Yanchuan reflected that she already knew everything.

"Yan Chuan—has he told you anything else?"

"Others..." Wu Lan nodded, "There is also your matter, I will know about it in June."

"You—he contacted you?"

"No, I met Mr. Zhou in S City." She didn't look at Lu Yunchu again, "Actually, last week... I lifted your blacklist."

Wu Lan hadn't talked to him so calmly for a long time, Lu Yunchu didn't know whether it was Zhou Yanchuan who said something to her, or she really wanted to understand.

Before he had time to sort out his mood, Zhou Yanchuan came back, put down the fruit, and joined their conversation very naturally: "Auntie, don't call me Mr. Zhou, just call me Yanchuan."

Wu Lan seldom came into contact with such blunt people, and only met him two or three times, so he couldn't answer the conversation immediately.Zhou Yanchuan realized that his excessive enthusiasm caused embarrassment, and suddenly blushed.Only Lu Yunchu looked at them and suddenly laughed out loud.

"It's so late." Zhou Yanchuan didn't mention the address again, and handed the mobile phone in front of them, "Let's order something to eat, Auntie, see if there is anything you want."

Lu Yunchu's appetite was poor, and he couldn't eat irritating food, and Wu Lan didn't have any ideas, so Zhou Yanchuan ordered vegetarian porridge, noodles, and a few side dishes, and waited for the takeaway to be delivered downstairs, so he brought them up and had dinner together.

The two of them didn't try to avoid suspicion, Zhou Yanchuan helped Lu Yunchu prepare the shelves and tableware, and blew the hot porridge...the movements were smooth and free.Seeing it, Wu Lan didn't show any disgust at all, but just dodged her eyes slightly, as if there was something she couldn't say. Lu Yunchu wondered if it had something to do with Lu Changming.

If Wu Lan knew about his injury, then Lu Changming must also know about it, but he seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of his son, and he didn't come to visit with Wu Lan.

Of course, Lu Yunchu was not at all surprised by his father's behavior.When he was a child, he encountered any pain or illness, and never once got a good face from Lu Changming. At best, he frowned and asked a question indifferently, as if a sick child was very troublesome.

Getting used to his attitude, Lu Yunchu naturally didn't have any expectations.

"Yun Chu," Wu Lan said to him during the meal, "You can rest assured to recover from your injuries. I am here this time... I will stay until you are discharged from the hospital."

Will she still go back to Lu Changming's side... Lu Yunchu's question slipped to his lips, without saying a word. He didn't want to mention his father's name when he reunited with his mother.

But Lu Yunchu's estimate was not completely accurate. A few days later, he learned of an unexpected decision from Wu Lan.

Over the past few days, his body gradually recovered, his dizziness and nausea disappeared, and he occasionally put on his hat and went downstairs for a walk.Wu Lan lives in a nearby hotel and visits him in the hospital every day.

One afternoon, she accompanied Lu Yunchu to the garden of the hospital. There were many vegetation in the garden, and it was not so hot under the shade of trees.There were only two or three patients around, and it was quiet.

"Yunchu, sit down for a while."

"I'm fine." Lu Yunchu once again felt hesitant to speak from her expression, and simply followed her suggestion and sat on the bench in the garden, "Mom, do you have anything to say?"

"Oh," she sighed leisurely, "Yunchu, have you ever hated your mother?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I just feel that I treated you..." Wu Lan sat next to him, "Maybe I didn't respect your ideas a lot of times."

"What else is there to care about in the past." Lu Yunchu felt a little wronged because of that slap.But he also understood that it was because he couldn't resent Wu Lan that he kept some grievances in his heart, "I'm very happy that you came to see me."

"Well," she smiled apologetically, and continued after a moment of silence, "Then if I divorce your father... what would you think?"

This was something Lu Yunchu didn't expect at all: "Are you planning to divorce?"

Wu Lan bit her lower lip hard: "Yes."

Lu Yunchu's biggest wish when he was a child was to divorce Wu Lan and Lu Changming, and then leave the Lu family with himself. However, after so many years, after being disappointed again and again, he believed more and more that Wu Lan and Lu Changming were more like a community of destiny, and that he was the one. The family that had to leave was heterogeneous.

But just when he had given up hope for this, Wu Lan told him that she wanted a divorce.

"I thought you would never leave him..." Lu Yunchu turned his head, "Can you tell me why you suddenly changed your mind?"

Wu Lan didn't speak, and stood up from the chair again.

"Is it about me?" he asked.

"Maybe it has something to do with it," she said slowly. "I told him you were hurt and almost burned to death, but he..."

"It's okay," Lu Yunchu could guess what Lu Changming's reaction was, "I don't care what he thinks."

Wu Lan shook her head helplessly: "But I can't take it anymore." Her face was pale by the sunlight, "As long as he still has a little bit of humanity, he shouldn't be so indifferent.

"Actually, it's not entirely because of you, I just thought of a lot of things because of it.

"He never loved me. The only thing he likes is the woman surnamed Du, but he doesn't have the courage to actually marry her. We are such a ridiculous... superficial couple."

Seeing her appearance, Lu Yunchu clenched his hands tightly. What he said half a year ago really touched her wound.

The perspective of a bystander is too stupid, but for those in charge to recognize it for themselves, the difficulty is no less than that of a bird breaking its wings.

"I think about the many compromises in the past, and even alienating you for him. How did you get here for the past 30 years... It's not worth it."

"Mom," Lu Yunchu stood beside her, "then don't hesitate, you know what to do."

"Well, I've already asked a lawyer to deal with it," she said sarcastically, "Your grandfather's family is not as good as it used to be, and he can't help Lu Changming with anything. Wait for me to mention it."

"Mom," Lu Yunchu didn't know how to comfort the elder, and said a little bluntly, "Don't be sad."

At least for Wu Lan, divorce may not be a blessing.

"It's okay, Mr. Zhou—Yan Chuan may be back, let's go up."

During the hospitalization, he always ate meals from the hospital or outside. Zhou Yanchuan wanted to make some nourishing soup for Lu Yunchu, and he would come home at noon, saying he would come over soon.

He had indeed been in the ward for a while, and he didn't see Lu Yunchu and Wu Lan, so he probably was in the small garden.The things he made were placed in an insulated bucket, and they couldn't cool down for a while, so he waited patiently.

Lu Yunchu forgot to take out his mobile phone and threw it beside the pillow. An unfamiliar call came in. Zhou Yanchuan was not sure if the other party had something important to do, so he answered it for him.

"Hi, hello," said a gentle and polite female voice on the other end of the phone, "Is this Mr. Lu?"

"He's not here now," Zhou Yanchuan said, "What's the matter? I can pass it on."

"It's like this. Mr. Lu ordered a pair of men's rings in our store. The goods have arrived and you can come and pick them up anytime."