Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

"I don't believe it. There must be a way." Fuyue said in a stubborn tone, "There must be a way. I can definitely become a human."

After saying these words, Fuyue turned and left the cemetery.

There must be a way, she can definitely find a way.

That man had been resurrected before, so she must be able to do it too.

Even if it's just for a few seconds.

Not only Lu Mian wanted to hug Fuyue, Fuyue also wanted to hug Lu Mian.

Until night fell, Fuyue still couldn't find a way to become a human. She returned to Mingshui Mansion under the stars. The housekeeper came to clean the villa, and there was a pair of black leather shoes at the door.

Fuyue glanced at the pair of leather shoes and wondered who they belonged to. Anyway, someone must have come to see Lu Mian.

Fuyue ran upstairs and passed through the bedroom door with her transparent body. She first heard voices, and then saw the scene in the bedroom.

A man wearing a dark gray British suit sat beside Lu Mian's bed. The man was about fifty years old, a foreigner, with very deep eyes and an elegant temperament.

Fuyue guessed that this man should be Lu Mian's father.

Fuyue pursed her lips and slipped away quietly, planning to wait until Lu Mian's father left her before going in.

In the bedroom, the man looked at Lu Mian, his eyebrows furrowed, and he spoke fluent Mandarin.

"Go to the United States, Lu Mian, I won't let you wait like this." The man's voice was heavy.

Lu Mian's mind was filled with Fuyue's leaving figure. Where had she been this afternoon?

"Father, I know my health well. Even if I go to the United States, I won't live for a few more years." Lu Mian calmly stated his physical condition.

The man's pupils shrank sharply, "No, definitely not, Lu Mian, believe me, I will let you live."

Lu Mian smiled at his father, "Father, there are many things in the world that cannot be forced. Maybe this is my destiny."

After the man left, Fuyue entered the bedroom.

She was lying next to Lu Mian's bed as before. Lu Mian looked at her and asked, "Where did you go to play this afternoon?"

"Just playing around." Fuyue said.

Lu Mian smiled and didn't ask the question again.

He also remembered that she was very good at playing alone.

Summer nights seemed less silent than during the day. Fuyue raised her head and looked out the window. Under the rich night, the sycamore trees in the courtyard looked like some kind of terrifying monster.

Fuyue pursed her lips, looked away, and continued to lie next to Lu Mian.

Lu Mian looked at Fu Yue, thinking of her.

"Fuyue, it would be great if I met you when you were alive." Lu Mian said.

This is the second time he has said this.

Fuyue blinked, but she didn't look up and buried her face on the quilt, "Lu Mian, you have to live."

After she said this, there was a long silence in the air.

Fuyue was a little sleepy. In a daze, she seemed to hear Lu Mian's voice, but she seemed to hear nothing.

Not long after, Lu Mian slowly fell asleep.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to see Fuyue, but he seemed not to see anything.

He was surrounded by bottomless darkness, as if he had stepped into the abyss.

"Lu Mian, when I am twenty, I will marry you."

"Don't worry, I will make you happy, Lu Mian, will you marry me?"

"Lu Mian, I like you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't get married, as long as I know you like me and I like you, that's enough."

"Lu Mian, you have to come back on time in fifteen days. I'll wait for you."

"Lu Mian, did you miss me today? We haven't talked on the phone for a long time. Have you forgotten me?"

"Lu Mian..."

In the early morning, Lu Mian opened his eyes. The morning sun was not as bright as noon. Lu Mian looked out the window, then turned to look at Fu Yue lying next to him.

Fu Yue had already woken up and was holding her face in her hands, looking at Lu Mian.

"Good morning, Lu Mian, you have lived another day." Fuyue said and smiled, her eyebrows arched.

Lu Mian pursed his lips, raised his hand, and poked Fuyue's cheek with his fingertips.

Fuyue paused, lowered his head for a moment, and remained silent.

Lu Mian retracted his hand, the look in his eyes was almost desperate. They were obviously so close, but it seemed like there was an abyss between them.

"Lu Mian." Fu Yue's voice was very soft, "I will let you hold me."

Lu Mian pulled her lips, "That's enough, Fuyue, I can see you every day when I wake up, that's enough. I don't have much time, so don't go out to play these days, stay with me all the time , okay?"

Fuyue nodded. Anyway, when Lu Mian fell asleep, he could go out and find a way to become a human.

Lu Mian smiled, but her eyes were full of regret.

It would be great if I could meet you sooner.

At about nine o'clock, Xu Qionglin went upstairs and knocked on the door, saying that Mr. Lu was here.

"I'm going to hide. Your grandpa is so scary." Fuyue said.

Lu Mian nodded, "Okay."

Fuyue walked into the cloakroom, and at the same time, someone walked in from outside.

"Grandpa," Lu Mian said.

Mr. Lu nodded and walked to the bed. He looked at Lu Mian with a complicated expression, "How could this be? I remember that you have always been in good health."

"Maybe it's fate." Lu Mian tugged at his lips and said indifferently.

Mr. Lu sighed, "Lu Mian, don't give up until the last moment. Yesterday, a mage came to the Lu family and said that our Lu family was being manipulated behind our backs."

"Then what?" Lu Mian asked calmly, "What did the mage say?"

Mr. Lu: "It is said that our Lu family has been hit by evil spirits. It would be great if we had good fortune to offset it. Lu Mian, why not try getting married? Now we can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Lu Mian twitched his lips and looked sarcastically, "Grandpa, you have lived for so many years, are you still being deceived by this little trick?"

Mr. Lu remained silent.

Lu Mian: "Grandpa, please go. I am very happy when I think about seeing my mother after I die."

Mr. Lu was speechless.

Lu Mian looked at the piercing eyes outside the window. He knew that he was being plotted, but he didn't want to resist.

"Lu Mian, you can't give up." Mr. Lu's voice was heavy.

Lu Mian was his hope. If Lu Mian died, Mr. Lu didn't know what the future of the Lu family would be like.

But there is no doubt that it must be terrible.

Lu Mian smiled, "Grandpa, I'm tired."

Hearing this, the old man closed his eyes and exhaled. He seemed to have made an extremely difficult decision. He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Mian, "In the afternoon, I will have someone bring you something. After reading Those things, I hope you have the attitude to survive.”

Mr. Lu kept his promise. Just after noon, someone came to Mingshui Mansion and delivered a portfolio to Lu Mian.

"What is this?" Fuyue asked curiously.

"I do not know either."

Lu Mian sat up from the bed and leaned his back against the headboard. Accompanied by Fu Yue, he opened the file bag.