Kyoto Night Kiss

Qu Yun glanced at Lu Junhe, who was sitting opposite her, and quickly looked away.

She subconsciously reached into her pocket and felt for the wad of tissues inside.

Lu Junhe suddenly spoke in a low voice: "Put the things away properly."

Qu Yun was startled, thinking she had been discovered.

She only breathed a sigh of relief when Lu Jinxing next to her pushed her phone away before it was about to fall.

Qu Yun asked what food they had ordered, and also asked Lu Jinxing if he wanted anything to eat.

The little one shook his head and whispered, "Aunt Qu, I've never eaten pizza before..."

"I only heard Chongchong mention it when I was in school."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Junhe felt a gaze that seemed to want to kill him.

He touched the tip of his nose. "I'll bring you here whenever you want to eat it."

The waiter brought out three pizzas, all twelve inches in size, which almost filled the entire table.

Cheng Chongchong wasn't greedy at all; she took one of each flavor, intending to sandwich them together and take a bite.

He mumbled, "This is much better than the school cafeteria."

"That cafeteria lady is really mean. She always makes me finish all the food. One time I was so full I almost threw up!"

A hint of worry appeared in Qu Yun's eyes.

She always felt that Cheng Chongchong was not quite suited to the domestic education system, and she was afraid that his current carefree attitude would be gradually eroded.

Lu Junhe saw this and wanted to change the subject, just then the waiter came over with an ice cream.

The ice cream was as tall as a forearm, topped with eight different flavored scoops of ice cream, covered in cream, and served on a milk sorbet.

Qu Yun paused for a moment, then asked incredulously, "Who ordered this?"

"It's not even hot today, why are you eating such a big one?"

Lu Junhe's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He turned his head and watched as another waiter was about to bring over the remaining two ice creams. He desperately tried to signal to him not to come over.

Unfortunately, the waiter didn't understand.

After putting it down, he thoughtfully asked, "Sir, are your eyes bothering you?"

Qu Yun's face had completely darkened.

Cheng Chongchong, who was initially feeling guilty, immediately betrayed Lu Junhe when she saw the three large ice creams on the table, "Mom, I only ordered one ice cream!"

"Uncle Lu is foolish and rich, sigh, he doesn't understand the joy of sharing."

Qu Yun was genuinely angry, her voice rising: "Cheng Chongchong, have you forgotten when your stomach hurt?"

Scolding the younger ones doesn't vent my anger either.

She glared at Lu Junhe again, "And you, what's wrong with you? Spoiling the kid like this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Junhe swiftly scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and leaned down to bring it to Qu Yun's lips.

The cool, sweet taste spread instantly.

He curled his lips into a smile, as if he were being unreasonable, and coaxed in a low voice, "It's okay to eat this once in a while."

Qu Yun had a mouthful of cold cream and was still trying to reason with him while frowning, but Lu Junhe scooped up another spoonful and held it to her lips.

"Shall I feed you another bite?"

Qu Yun quickly shook her head.

She doesn't want to eat too much.

The man in front of her chuckled, then, right in front of her, lowered his head and took a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

His tongue even brushed against the edge of the spoon unintentionally.

If it weren't for the two children there, Qu Yun would have scolded them.

She picked up her water glass and gulped down a mouthful of water.

The restaurant also has events.

A staff member dressed as a clown pushed a toy car over and said, "Hello sir and madam, we have a family activity going on right now. If your family of four takes a photo together and hangs it on the family wall in the restaurant, you can get a toy!"

Qu Yun subconsciously waved her hand, politely declining, "No need, thank you."

Cheng Chongchong's eyes lit up. He took a fancy to a toy car on the cart and even gave up the pizza in his hand.

"Then I'll just buy it. How much is it?" Qu Yun took out her phone and asked Lu Jinxing if he had any toys he liked.

The clown was in a dilemma; these were things that could be given away simply by taking a picture.

"Foolish and rich."

Lu Junhe said in a low voice.

He seemed quite nonchalant. "Now you don't even dare to take a picture?"

Qu Yun is least susceptible to this kind of provocation.

It's just a photo, I took it.

But when Cheng Chongchong went to choose a toy, the clown said, "You can only choose this toy car if your family of five takes a group photo..."

"You can encourage your parents to have another baby, a little sister or a little brother."

In the end, the two children only got the Rubik's Cube.

Qu Yun didn't say much, but suddenly used a little too much force and stuck the fork into the pizza.

Lu Junhe said calmly, "I can't have children."

She paused, looked up in confusion, not understanding the meaning behind those words.

"Uncle Lu, of course you can't have children." Cheng Chongchong wasn't interested in Rubik's Cubes, so he twisted them a few times and threw them aside. He looked at Lu Junhe and sighed in a deliberately profound manner.

"Only women can give birth. You're a man, do you know that?"

School will be in session this afternoon.

As soon as the two children entered the school gate, all the gentleness on Qu Yun's face vanished.

When Lu Junhe asked her where she was going.

Qu Yun replied, "What's it to you?"

Raising an eyebrow, Lu Junhe's eyes were full of indulgence. "I didn't feed you firecrackers earlier, did I?"

Is it worth giving him such a hard time?

He said, "Thank you for making the special trip to the school for my son's sake."

Qu Yun immediately distanced herself: "Don't misunderstand, I came here to celebrate."

She lowered her eyes.

All the grievances and sadness that had been forcibly suppressed surged up in an instant.

Every word Lu Junhe said was etched deep into her heart.

Every time she thinks about it, her heart aches terribly.

Qu Yun slowly raised her head after a long while, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes: "Lu Junhe."

"To be honest, even now, I still wish you were dead."

If Lu Jinxing really is her child.

What right does this man have to tell her that her child is dead?

Why should she be deprived of her right as a mother to watch her child grow up?

She endured the pain of losing her son for so many years, waking up crying every night in her dreams.

Even though he raised the child, he took terrible care of him.

She truly hated this man.

Therefore, as long as Lu Junhe dies, she, as the child's mother, will definitely be able to win custody of the child, and no one can stop her.

Qu Yun's eyes were frighteningly red, and her breathing became rapid.

She seemed to have lost control, staring intently at Lu Junhe, repeating in a trembling voice, "The more heartless you were in pushing me into hell, the more I wish you dead."

"Go to hell, Lu Junhe. I really wish you were dead. I never want to see you again."

The man stood quietly, listening to her venting.

Qu Yun thought he would always get angry and yell back.

Lu Junhe showed no annoyance whatsoever; in fact, he smiled and looked at her, saying, "Okay."

"If you want me to die, then keep thinking that way."

It's amazing that they've managed to get to this point.

He begged for it.