Kyoto Night Kiss

The parking lot was dimly lit, with only the streetlights casting pale shadows between the empty parking spaces.

Lu Junhe slowly raised his head.

Enraged, Cheng Tongzhou accused him, "Was it your fault that Qu Yun got injured again?"

"Do you know that she had nine stitches in her calf? All the suffering and pain she has endured in her life stems from you."

"If it weren't for all your messy affairs, she should be living a happy and peaceful life, instead of suffering like this!"

Today, Cheng Tongzhou came to find him and threw a punch, just to make all these facts clear.

He also welcomed this man named Lu Junhe to fight back.

This way, he can act more openly and legitimately.

Cheng Tongzhou lowered his voice and said, "You are not capable of protecting Yunyun, you are not worthy of standing by her side at all."

"So if you have any conscience at all, you should take the initiative to leave and stop dragging her down in the future."

Whether it was insults or provocation, Lu Junhe's eyes remained calm and unwavering, showing no sign of anger or violence.

After Cheng Tongzhou finished speaking, he wiped the bloodstains from his chin again, his voice low and hoarse: "Since you think you are worthy of her, then you should do your best to protect her from now on."

"Don't let her suffer any more harm, just like she did with me."

Cheng Tongzhou stood frozen in place, all his anger choking him.

He didn't quite understand what the man in front of him meant.

—Has he given up?

How could he possibly let go?

Lu Junhe offered no explanation, coldly turned around, and got into the car.

A single drop of red blood on the ground, vivid and conspicuous.

The spacious villa was very quiet.

As soon as Lu Junhe got home, he went to the bathroom in his bedroom. He looked at the dried blood on the corner of his lip in the mirror, then moistened a cotton pad and slowly cleaned it.

It hurts a little.

But compared to the nine stitches Qu Yun sewed tonight, it's insignificant.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes slightly.

A series of light footsteps came from outside the door.

Lu Junhe looked up and saw Lu Jinxing, who was hesitating. He didn't dare to walk in openly, so he leaned against the door and stared at him with his dark eyes.

"Why did you come over?" Lu Junhe stopped what he was doing, his expression softening.

Only after being questioned did Lu Jinxing dare to slowly shuffle into the bathroom. He was still clutching the crocheted bear his mother had given him, rubbing its ears, when he asked, "Dad... how... are you hurt?"

"Does it hurt?"

He wanted to reach out and blow on Lu Junhe's wound, but because he had never done such a thing before, he raised his hand halfway and then awkwardly withdrew it.

Lu Jinxing murmured, "If only Mom were here, she would definitely help you apply the medicine."

When he last called, Mom and Dad were together.

He was overjoyed and felt like the happiest child in the world.

But now, Mom is gone.

Lu Junhe's heart clenched, and he gently rubbed Lu Jinxing's soft hair.

He knew what his son was thinking.

So I half-squatted down, trying to hide the dryness in my voice, and asked, "You miss your mother, don't you?"

"In a little while, you'll be able to live with your mother forever."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jinxing's tense face instantly relaxed.

His eyelashes fluttered several times, then suddenly, as if remembering something, he asked, "Dad, what about you?"

"You'll stay with me and Mommy, right?"

Just like how you love your mother.

He has always loved his father.

I can't live without my dad.

Lu Junhe felt a sense of relief, and even though his lips would definitely hurt, he couldn't help but smile.

He spoke gently: "Yes."

"Dad will be with you, just like the stars outside the window."

After letting Lu Jinxing return to the bedroom, Lu Junhe finally concealed the tenderness in his eyes.

He only hopes that his child will be brave when he grows up.

In any case, Qu Yun would certainly not let their children be sad.

She is a wonderful mother and will be the best wife.

Qu Yun did not give up.

Despite her injured leg, she continued to go to work and do her job as usual.

Whenever she had time, she would go and ambush Lu Junhe.

Upon finding the villa, the man instructed the driver to use the underground parking garage.

Upon arriving at the company, the man made all the employees ignore her and pretend they didn't see her.

She even went to the restaurant where Lu Junhe had dinner with his business partners. While he ate inside, she quietly waited by the roadside outside.

At the restaurant entrance, a group of people busily escorted Lu Junhe out.

Qu Yun looked around and noticed that Lu Junhe had caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye.

But he still avoided her like the plague, getting into the car from the other side, giving her no chance to catch up.

Having exhausted all other options, Qu Yun turned to the middleman Zhao Yao.

However, Zhao Yao said that this was the last time he could help her, since he and Lu Junhe were friends and it wouldn't be good to keep revealing his whereabouts.

Not wanting to put Zhao Yao in a difficult position, Qu Yun nodded.

She told herself that this was the last time she would look for Lu Junhe.

Therefore, no matter what method she uses, she must explain things clearly.

Against the backdrop of the darkness of night, Qu Yun entered a top-tier luxury club where Lu Junhe had been invited.

Inside the club, the lights were dazzling. Qu Yun's gaze swept over all the booths, bars, and rest areas, but she couldn't find that familiar figure.

Until she saw the club's map, which showed a heated infinity pool on the top floor.

Lu Junhe once said that when he was upset, he liked to go for a swim.

However, because she was afraid of water, he rarely went swimming after they got together.

Qu Yun bit her lip and took the elevator up.

The wind was strong on the rooftop. The infinity pool was adjacent to the rooftop terrace, and a few dim floor lamps cast a soft glow on the water.

Qu Yun temporarily hid behind a huge green plant, and she saw that Lu Junhe was indeed there.

After swimming a lap, the man stood up from the water, casually resting one hand on the edge of the pool. His back muscles rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and his wet hair was swept back, with a few drops of water rolling down his jawline to his neck.

Despite her fear of water, Qu Yun mustered her courage and went over.

She couldn't afford to miss this opportunity.

Lu Junhe exuded a gloomy aura. He thought swimming would calm him down, but it had no effect at all.

He leaned against the edge of the pool to rest for a while, when suddenly a shadow fell over his head.

Looking up, I saw that it was Qu Yun again.

She said, "I'll just say one sentence, give me three minutes... or even one minute."

Lu Junhe looked away and replied indifferently, "There's nothing to say."

There are water stains on the floor by the pool; it's probably slippery.

He lost interest in continuing to swim and walked over.

Qu Yun held her breath.

In my line of sight, the man casually grabbed a white bath towel from the rack, wrapped it around his waist, and was about to leave.

She's really had enough of this neglect and setbacks lately.

"Are you sure you don't want to stop and listen?" Qu Yun asked in a cold voice.

Lu Junhe walked several steps without stopping for a moment.

Just as he was about to walk back inside, he suddenly heard a "thump" behind him.

When Lu Junhe turned around, Qu Yun's figure was no longer visible on the shore.

Only a ring of white water droplets remained on the surface of the pool.

The sign next to it clearly displays three large characters.

[Deep Water Area]