The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

Xia Xinyue is busy in the kitchen.

Xia Zian brought a pair of slippers to Lu Huaiqin and led him into the house.

Lu Huaiqin sat down on the sofa.

The house Xia Xinyue rents has three bedrooms and is not particularly large. Today is Xia Zian's birthday, and she gave her nanny a day off. Sitting in the living room, you can vaguely hear the "buzzing" sound of the range hood working in the kitchen.

Xia Zi was playing with Lego absentmindedly, and suddenly whispered to Lu Huaiqin: "Uncle Lu, you are my father, right?"

Lu Huaiqin's heartbeat skipped a beat. He pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose to cover up the sudden surprise and panic in his melancholy pupils. He tried his best to make his voice sound normal and asked instead: "Who is following?" you said?"

Xia Zian held a blue building block in her hand and pouted: "No one told me, I just know. My mother called your name, and I asked her who you were? She just shed tears and didn't speak. . I know you are my dad.”

Lu Huaiqin's heart pounded.

The complex emotions could no longer be concealed in the eyes under the lenses.

Did she call his name?

when?

Lu Huaiqin squatted on the ground, eye level with Xia Zian, holding the little guy's arms on both sides with both hands, and said urgently: "Your mother called my name? When? Why was she crying?"

Xia Zian felt that he was a little scary at this moment, so he said truthfully: "Just go to bed at night, she...maybe she had a nightmare."

Having nightmares?

Lu Huaiqin's heart throbbed suddenly.

To this day, she still feels sad because of her dreams about him and because of the past between them.

The hurt he caused her was too deep.

Forever and ever.

He couldn't make up for it.

His eyes turned red, and he asked Xia Zian again: "Zian, do you like Uncle Lu, or... that Uncle Chu?"

The little guy blurted out without thinking: "You are all very good to me, but I like my mother the most. I like whoever my mother likes."

Lu Huaiqin rubbed his little head: "Little man, no matter what happens in the future, you must protect your mother, do you understand?"

"Yes." Xia Zian raised her neck proudly: "Of course I will protect my mother, and I will not let others bully her."

……

Lu Huaiqin spends his birthday with Xia Zian every year.

Xia Xinyue didn't invite anyone else.

Chu Feng came uninvited.

But it was Lu Huaiqin who opened the door.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Lu, are you here?"

Lu Huaiqin looked at him coldly and warned in a cold voice: "I am here every year, but you should stay away from their mother and son."

Chu Feng shrugged indifferently: "Mr. Lu, from what standpoint are you saying this now? You and Xin Yue have divorced. Xin Yue is single now, and I am also single. I don't need anyone's permission to pursue her. ”

If he didn't want to do anything in front of their mother and son, Lu Huaiqin would really wish he could punch Chu Feng!

When Xia Xinyue saw Chu Feng, she was polite and distant: "I'm really sorry, I didn't plan to make a big deal about the child's birthday, I didn't prepare anything."

"It doesn't matter, I'll put down the gift and leave." Chu Feng advanced and retreated so appropriately that Xia Xinyue couldn't find fault at all.

At lunch.

Lu Huaiqin learned from Xia Zian that Xia Xinyue wanted to take him back to China for development.

She doesn't want her children to live abroad since childhood.

After all, they are the children of China.

Being in a foreign country, I always feel like something is missing deep inside.

Lu Huaiqin was ecstatic.

If she returns to China, even if they don't meet on purpose, they will probably meet by chance.

Every year, this day passes very quickly for Lu Huaiqin.

It seems like a day passed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Huaiqin came over early in the morning. After lunch, he and Xia Xinyue accompanied Xia Zian to the amusement park. After returning home before dark, after dinner, and Xia Zian falls asleep, Xia Xinyue will issue an eviction order to drive him away.

Lu Huaiqin felt uncomfortable thinking about what Xia Zian said.

But Xia Xinyue didn't show any nostalgia for him: "The child has gone to bed, it's time for you to go."

Lu Huaiqin looked at her deeply.

Under the thick eyelashes, there is a pair of melancholy eyes.

Full of indescribable emotions.

Staring at him like that, Xia Xinyue felt confused and urged: "It's getting late, I'm going to bed too."

Lu Huaiqin suddenly bent down and hugged her, putting his head against her ear: "Xiao Yue'er..."

Xia Xinyue pushed him with all her strength, fearing to disturb the children in the bedroom, so she didn't dare to make too much noise, but it was obvious that she was angry: "Lu Huaiqin, let me go! Don't you want to see Zian next year?" ?”

A stark warning!

Lu Huaiqin hugged her hard, and his voice was crying: "Xiao Yue'er, I miss you so much, I miss you every day. I feel so uncomfortable, can you let me hold her for a while? Please, just hold her for a while. . I really don’t know what to do? I want to make it up to you, but you don’t want anything. I would rather you beat me, scold me, and punish me, but you just want me to stay away from you. , I really tried to do it, but I can’t do it. There are more than three hundred days in a year, but for me, today is the only time I am alive, Xiao Yue’er, Xiao Yue’er…”

Xia Xinyue could feel his tears falling on her shoulders.

But she didn't want to respond to him.

Over the years, she had indeed always dreamed of him and the past between them.

All sweetness is like bubbles in the wind.

Only the hurt left her unforgettable.

She didn't want to have any more entanglements with him: "Lu Huaiqin, I say it one last time, let me go, or you will bear the consequences!"

Lu Huaiqin finally let go of her.

Xia Xinyue opened the door: "Please."

Lu Huaiqin looked at her with red eyes, his voice was hoarse and choked with sobs: "Xiao Yue'er, I'm leaving."

Xia Xinyue avoided his eyes expressionlessly.

Lu Huaiqin's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he turned and left.

Xia Xinyue closed the door with a "bang" and curled up weakly on the ground. Bend your knees and legs, lean against the back of the door, and hug yourself. Tell yourself over and over again that being soft-hearted is a disease, don’t be soft-hearted, especially don’t be soft-hearted towards that man Lu Huaiqin!

After Lu Huaiqin returned to China, he went home immediately and went upstairs to the studio.

The studio was still in a mess.

He didn't let anyone in.

No one is allowed to touch anything inside.

He asked the old master to repair all the paintings that Xia Xinyue tore. He didn't hang the paintings back on the wall, just in frames. Night after night, he sat under the window holding those paintings, letting his thoughts and heartache sweep over him.

Xia Xinyue is returning to China!

This is great news for him.

He cleaned up the studio himself.

Clean up the broken picture frames and glass shards on the ground, wipe off the dried blood stains on the floor, and hang the repaired paintings back to their original positions one by one...

Open the curtains.

The sun shines in.

Lu Huaiqin seemed to see his little Yue'er, standing in front of the easel painting as usual.

She turned around and saw him, smiled sweetly, and called him sweetly: "Brother Huaiqin..."

Lu Huaiqin stretched out his hand, his eyes red: "Xiao Yue'er, Xiao Yue'er..."