Master Lu, Come On

The night was dark and foggy.

Lu Zhan went out of Vanke's gate and was about to drive back to blue sea and blue sky when he was called back by Lu Minghong.

At this time, the blue sea and blue sky door, a black car parked in the rainy night appears low-key and depressed.

In the car, Tang Jiajia carefully advised, "Dad, this point, sister just came back, should have been sleeping!"

As soon as the voice fell, the light on the second floor suddenly came on. She held her breath in her chest. She couldn't go up and down. Her teeth were itching. Why didn't she have a tacit understanding?

Xue Wanqing looked at her and said, "yes, Lao Tang, she just came back. What can't we talk about tomorrow?"

Tang and song sat in the back seat, face covered in the dark, can't see expression, "you wait here, I'll go myself!"

With that, he directly opened the door and got out of the car. He didn't even want an umbrella and walked towards the door in the rain.

"Old Tang..."

Xue Wanqing quickly followed down, took the umbrella handed over by Tang Jiajia, and quickly said, "after a while, you'll go in. You'll look a little longer. Don't talk when you shouldn't talk, you know?"

"Ma..."

Before Tang Jiajia spoke, Xue Wanqing left with an umbrella.

Rain is not small, but a few steps away, Tang and song's hair and shoulders are wet by the rain, his back is very straight, slow but steady pace, without stopping.

Rain along the hair from the face, the line of sight was blurred by rain, the scene is not very clear, but the light, never changed.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong

The doorbell rings suddenly. Tang Luogang goes to the second floor to pick up the things. He thinks Lu Zhan is back. He puts the things on the sofa and opens the door.

As soon as she opened it, she was stunned.

Outside, it was the first time in Tang and Song dynasties.

His upper body was almost drenched by the rain, and after his clothes were drenched, she suddenly found that the Tang and Song dynasties were so thin that she was surprised. He stood outside the door, the body is very straight, even if the shower some embarrassed, but the dignity of the whole body is not reduced by half.

Rain drenched his face, he looked at Tang Luo, seemingly deep eyes hidden waves, seems to have edge, straight to Tang Luo stab over.

Next to them stood Tang Jiajia and Xue Wanqing, one on one side, one helpless, one collapsing.

"Sister..."

Tang Jiajia gave a cry and gave her a wink.

Tang Luo nodded slightly and said softly, "Dad!"

Tang and song didn't answer, and she didn't care. She just said to Xue Wanqing, "Aunt Xue, come in!"

Three people into the room, usually also feel some empty living room was a bit crowded.

Tang Luo first went to Shan Wei's room to make sure she was asleep. Then she closed the door and came out. She went to the kitchen to pour water and put it on the tea table. Then she sat down opposite the three people, calm and indifferent. She probably knew why Tang and song came to the door in the rain, but she didn't speak.

For a moment, the atmosphere was quiet and depressing.

When Tang Jiajia sat on the sofa, she felt like she was sitting on a fire, which made it difficult for her to sit still.

She leaned back and gave Tang Luo a hard look. However, Tang Luo looked down at the ground and didn't pay any attention to her at all. She was very angry, but because of the presence of Tang and Song Dynasty, she couldn't do anything.

Xue Wan is the best of the four

Qing first opened a mouth, "fall, we come so late, didn't disturb you to rest?"

Tang Luo raised his head and said softly, "no!"

The atmosphere is deadlocked again, Xue Wanqing's face is not very good-looking, Shan Wei is here, she has to follow the Tang and Song Dynasties, the room exudes a faint fragrance of flowers, the vase on the table with fresh lilies, which is Shan Wei's favorite flower.

As if she had been stabbed in her eyes, she withdrew her eyes and stopped talking.

The watch hanging in the living room is moving minute by minute, and the subtle sound is magnified infinitely at the moment, click, click, as if it is knocked on the heart, inexplicably with a sense of oppression.

For a long time, the Tang and Song Dynasties opened their mouths first, "at this time, why do you want to bring her back?"

When you open your mouth, you are questioning.

Tang Luo looked up, his eyes fell on his face, the corners of his mouth hooked down, and his smile was bleak. "Then tell me, when can I get my mother back?"

"Is life not the best time?"

"Is she going to die in a foreign land, like her grandmother, in order to make atonement, and she can't even bring back her ashes?"

As soon as the words came out, Xue Wanqing's face changed

"Let her say it!"

Tang and song took her words, the expression did not change, just looking at Tang Luo, the eyes, for no reason let people sink.

Tang Luomou's voice was not haughty and indifferent. His voice was just like the person's, "I just want to pick her up. For so many years, she should stay enough alone in the sanatorium!"

"It's the best way for her to stay in a sanatorium! Do you really think that if you take her back, she can live a peaceful life? "

Tang and Song Dynasty looked at her as if they were laughing at her for overstepping her power. "Before you came back, there was a storm in Rongcheng. Now everyone's eyes are staring at you and staring at her. She will be talked about every step she takes. This is the life you want to give her?"

"I said a long time ago, before you have no ability, you'd better consider the consequences! Do you know how much trouble this decision will bring

Every word, straight poke heart.

Tang Luo sat quietly, and her hand on her side gradually became a fist. She forbeared and forbeared, but she found that no matter whether she was defending or not, she could not change in the eyes of Tang and Song dynasties.

"Dad

She looked at the Tang and Song Dynasties, tough eyes, but also implied pain and helplessness, "since you know the news, have not asked a sentence, my mother these years a person in the sanatorium, how?"

"She is not very normal in spirit, but she is not a fool, nor a rag doll that can be thrown there, she is my mother!"

"Do you really want her to be like my grandmother, and when she dies, I won't even see her last face?"

"So you are satisfied?"

Tang and song were shocked. His eyes were a little shocked. He was pressed down by him. His expression remained unchanged, but his face turned white. His chest rose and fell, as if he was suffering from great anger.

Xue Wanqing was worried about it. "Old Tang..."

Seeing the ugly face of Tang and song, she looked at Tang Luo again, "Luo Luo, what happened today, your father is also worried, don't take it to heart..."

"Aunt Xue, I know!"

Tang Luo took a sentence and lowered his head. His stubborn appearance was the same as that of Tang and Song dynasties.

"Since I've brought my mother back, I won't send her back! I can't watch her die alone in a sanatorium thousands of miles away

(end of this chapter)