his allure

Chapter 211 Gently, You Just Forgot How To Be Happy
He originally wanted to let the Sheng family go, but now, it is probably impossible to stay
The moment Zheng Weiwei found Lu Xicheng, she saw him standing under a sycamore tree.He turned his back to himself, his back was slender and straight, the sun shines on his body through the gaps in the leaves, mottled and scattered.

Zheng gently walked behind him and hugged his waist without saying a word.

He smelled very good, with a slightly bitter and clear aroma.

He said: "Gently, just come back." The voice was gentle, the sound quality was low, and it was touching.

Zheng Weiwei just nodded without saying a word, under the eye sockets, there was enthusiasm.

She knew the truth, and clearly knew that it had nothing to do with her, but her heart didn't feel any easier.

Later, on the way back, she said to Lu Xicheng, "Xicheng, if possible, I would like to see Yinran."

He said: "Okay." Without hesitation, he just took her left hand and kissed it on the back.

When they got home, they agreed not to mention the matter again.

Lu Xicheng stroked her pale blue eyes with his fingers, and said softly, "Gentle, have you not slept well these days?"

For a moment, she had the feeling that she had nowhere to hide.

She turned her face to the side, knowing that she couldn't hide it, but she didn't want to admit it.

Lu Xicheng has been patiently waiting for her to speak without urging her.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Gently, let's live a good life, you have to believe that you are not sick."

Zheng Weiwei knew that she shouldn't believe it.

Lu Xicheng never told her that she was not sick.Whether it was a few years ago or now, it has not changed.

But she is not a child, how could she be so easy to deceive.

She looked into his eyes and asked seriously: "Xicheng, why do you always say that I'm not sick. We all know that I'm sick."

Lu Xicheng's eyes fluctuated slightly.

He stroked her wet eyes, smiled gently, and sighed: "Gently, you just forgot how to be happy."

That night, Lu Xicheng took her to a nearby library.

Because it happened to be lunch time, there was no one in the library. When Zheng Qingwei entered, he heard the kind-hearted administrator at the door say to Lu Xicheng: "Mr. Lu, is the lady next to you your girlfriend?"

Lu Xicheng smiled softly, and said, "This is my wife."

The word "wife" is so touching.

Zheng Qingqing's eye sockets felt warm.

She lowered her head, not wanting anyone to notice her strangeness.

Lu Xicheng showed her a picture album, the very bright colors merged together, making the viewer's heart seem to be much brighter.

He said: "Gently, when I was unhappy before, I liked to read picture albums by myself. The world of colors is always warm."

At that time, there were almost no people in the library. Looking around, there were only two of them.

Zheng Weiwei asked him curiously: "When will you be unhappy?"

He smiled with a calm tone: "That year, when you didn't hear from me, I almost thought that I would never see you again. I tried my best to live a good life, but in my heart, I was very unhappy."

Zheng Qingqing thought, maybe she shouldn't ask this question.

There are too many taboos between them, and sometimes an unintentional question will implicate a period of pain.

But the next moment, Lu Xicheng's smile deepened, he held her in his arms, and said lightly: "But Qingqing, now that I have you, I am very happy."

(End of this chapter)