Kyoto Night Kiss

After feeding the cat, Lu Junhe saw a figure walking towards the door.

He subconsciously raised the corners of his lips, walked up to Qu Yun, and asked, "What time did you get up?"

The little girl in front of him was wearing an oversized hoodie, her hair was tied into a simple bun, a little messy, with a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, just like the kitten he had just been teasing.

Upon closer inspection, Lu Junhe noticed a lingering sorrow in Qu Yun's eyes.

He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qu Yun shook her head, her voice low and soft: "It's nothing."

She pushed Lu Junhe into the house and told him to go eat breakfast.

Thinking about what her neighbor had said earlier, she felt conflicted.

What was Lu Junhe doing at the river where Wang Bing drowned?

Can she ask?

She was terrified, terrified that after all this hard work, everything would vanish into thin air.

Qu Yun tried to remain calm while eating breakfast.

Aunt Qiuhong usually hears a lot of gossip in the village. Seeing that there was nothing to talk about at the dinner table, she started talking about Wang Bing drowning in the river and also mentioned the evil things he had done in the past.

Lu Junhe commented calmly, "Then this kind of person has gotten his just desserts."

"Is it really retribution?" Qu Yun asked, looking up.

Her sudden seriousness caused the three people at the table to stop eating in surprise.

Qu's mother asked with some concern, "Yunyun, what's wrong?"

Qu Yun shook her head, her heart feeling like it was tangled in a knot.

She thought that even if Lu Junhe really killed someone, she would only hide him away as she was doing now, or run away with him.

Can love really make people lose their values ​​and beliefs?

Qu Yun gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of her lips.

After dinner, Qu Yun saw Lu Junhe walking towards her, as if he had something to say.

She casually picked up some dried green beans that her family had sun-dried in the summer, deliberately avoiding the man, "I'm going to visit the aunt next door again to thank her for the roasted sweet potatoes."

As Lu Junhe watched Qu Yun's departing figure, he swallowed back all the words he wanted to say, and could only let his Adam's apple bob.

After putting down the dried green beans, Qu Yun went into the aunt's room. Through the window, she could indeed see the village's small river.

So the auntie wasn't lying.

Lu Junhe really did go to the riverbank the night before last.

Qu Yun dawdled for a while, and when she got home, she went straight up to the second floor. She sat on the edge of the bed and absentmindedly started folding clothes.

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Lu Junhe walked in with his head down, his expression stern: "What's wrong with you today?"

What did I do wrong to upset you?

Qu Yun shook her head.

She suddenly realized that she shouldn't have been so quick to suspect the man.

Even if the aunt next door wasn't lying, she's old and might have misread things due to presbyopia, or even if Lu Junhe really went to the river, he might just be getting some fresh air.

After rolling up the socks in her hand, Qu Yun looked up, puffed out her cheeks, and replied, "You're never allowed to mention strawberries in front of me again!"

Lu Junhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was something serious!

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he slowly began folding clothes. Remembering that he had spent several days in the countryside, he asked, "When are you planning to go back?"

"I'm not trying to rush you, I'll listen to whatever you say."

Qu Yun replied, "Then let's stay a few more days. Anyway, I've taken a long leave from the hotel, so there's no rush..."

After she finished speaking, she unconsciously scratched her nose.

Lu Junhe narrowed his eyes, knowing that this was her signature little gesture when she occasionally lied.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Not just today, but ever since he first asked to go back, Qu Yun has been finding all sorts of excuses to keep him here.

It's as if they know something happened in Beijing.

Qu Yun paused for a moment, "No..."

She put down the clothes she was holding, moved a little closer to the man beside her, and hooked her arms around his neck, saying, "It's rare for the two of us to have such a leisurely moment alone."

"I just can't bear to see it end so soon."

Lu Junhe's eyes softened instantly, and he gently placed his hand on her waist. "We'll have it when we go back, and we'll have it wherever we go."

"It's different; we have our son when we go back."

"Then throw him away."

Qu Yun almost reached out and pinched the man's waist.

Lu Junhe suddenly pulled her into his arms and hugged her. He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered, "Qu Yun, just don't lie to me."

"From childhood to adulthood, the thing I hate most is deception."

The cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

Lu Jinxing was, after all, her biological son. As if by some kind of telepathy, he picked up his iPad and made a video call to Qu Yun as soon as he got home from school.

A loud "Mom!" came before the screen lit up after the call connected.

Qu Yun held up her phone and saw that the little guy still had his backpack on his back.

He shared excitedly, "Mom, tomorrow is finally the weekend! Chongchong didn't come to school today because he asked for leave. I asked him on my phone and watch, and he said he went out to play."

"Really?" Qu Yun listened attentively and replied, "His father must have taken him somewhere to play. His father went back to China a while ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Junhe, who had been lying down, sat up abruptly. He stared intently at Qu Yun, his tone somewhat displeased: "Cheng Tongzhou is back in the country?"

Why didn't you tell me?

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lu Jinxing shouted, "Dad!"

His eyes darted around, asking, "Mom and Dad, are you two together right now?"

Seeing that the child was much more lively than before, Qu Yun was also very happy. She stood up and pointed her phone camera at the room, turning it around: "Yes, Mom and Dad are in the room where Mom lived when she was a child."

"When your school has a long weekend, Mom will bring you here to play, okay?"

Lu Jinxing nodded, quite cleverly: "So that's my maternal grandmother's house?"

"Yes!"

Watching the mother and son's question-and-answer conversation, Lu Junhe curled the corners of his lips.

This seems to be the life he wants.

Downstairs, Aunt Qiuhong was calling Qu Yun to come down, saying that her senior had brought over two sugarcanes grown in his own garden.

Qu Yun handed her phone to Lu Junhe first, and then hurriedly went downstairs.

On the screen, the two, one big and one small, stared at each other blankly, the silence coming suddenly.

Lu Junhe coughed lightly first and casually asked, "Do you want your mom and dad to be together?"

Lu Jinxing didn't even have time to nod.

The old father threatened calmly, "If you don't want to, we'll throw you away."

He pouted, wanting to find his mother.

He's a kid now with his mom's support, so he's not afraid anymore.

But Lu Junhe was afraid that Qu Yun would see his son crying as soon as she went upstairs, and that she would skin him alive, so he quickly explained, "Dad was just joking with you."

"If you cry, your mother will kick me out of the house."

Lu Jinxing immediately pulled back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

Lu Junhe originally wanted to teach his son a lesson, telling him that as a boy, he shouldn't cry so easily.

My phone, which was in the middle of a video call, suddenly vibrated.

A phone number without a contact number called.

He wouldn't answer Qu Yun's call without her permission.

However, before the call ended, he recognized the owner of the number.

—It is Yan Suling.

What did his mother want to say when she called Qu Yun?

Does he want her to leave him?

Lu Junhe's expression turned cold as he slowly slid the call button.