Master Lu, Come On

The night is deep, the dew is heavy, and the water vapor is deep.

The Tang and Song dynasties were hidden in the shadow, their eyes were low, and they could not see clearly.

"What do you want to ask?"

"My mother... The child... What's going on?"

The bottom of my heart is in turmoil, and my voice is unstable.

The night seemed to shake up. The Tang and Song Dynasties raised their faces slightly and said slowly, "this matter, I told you last time you came!"

"Is it true what you told me?"

"I don't have to lie to you."

"But you don't have to tell me everything, do you?"

On the way from the hospital, she was almost drowned in doubts all the way. She was constantly struggling with the truth in her heart. Suddenly, she felt that there was darkness in front of her. She seemed to be in a maze and couldn't distinguish the direction at all.

The road ahead is confused and can't reach the end.

When she saw Tang and Song Dynasties, she reacted. She didn't know what had happened before. There were only those who knew the truth. The only person who could tell her the truth was her dead grandmother.

The Tang and Song dynasties can tell her the truth, but there is no need to tell her everything.

Half true and half false can influence people's heart most.

Let her mistakenly think that what she saw is all, but don't think, these are just the tip of the iceberg.

The corner of the mountain is swept away, but what is hidden underneath can subvert everything.

"What are you doubting?"

"What do you want to hide from me?"

The atmosphere was silent for a long time. The Tang and Song Dynasties sighed and breathed heavily. Their chest rose and fell, and they seemed very tired.

"I told you what I should tell you. You don't need to know the rest..."

"Why don't I have to know?"

Tang Luoyin endured his anger and grievance, "how embarrassing is the past? Can I have only one name in the Tang family? "

Tang and song were shocked, and their faces turned white quickly, but they couldn't see clearly in the night.

"Are you blaming me?"

"For so many years, I really haven't given you and Jiajia anything. It's enough for me to raise you well."

"Maybe I ignored your feelings..."

"If you blame me or anything, I will admit it!"

Tang Luo controlled his emotions and tried not to let his emotions get out of control. "I don't want everything about the Tang family. Can't you tell me the truth?"

"The so-called truth is nothing but the past. Even if you know it, what good will it do you?"

Tang and song stood up. He was tall and dignified when he was healthy, but now he is sick and half thinner. He looks as if he only has a skeleton. He is a little shaky with a sick face.

"But at least, I can't let an outsider slander my mother!"

"She has been ill for so many years, and she has a chance to recover, but she has been thrown into the sanatorium for so many years, and she has been fed medicine. She has been a fool for so many years!"

"Now she's back, but she's been stabbed at the back, saying that she's behaving badly and her style is corrupt! If she listens to this soberly, she will want to know her ambition by death immediately

She shouts forbearingly, the face of Tang and Song Dynasty is more and more blue, he stares at Tang Luo's eyes, the tone is very light, also very unsteady, "you say, what's wrong with her medicine?"

"You don't know?"

Tang Luo smiles, full of smiles

Sad, "yes, she has been out for so many years, where has anyone ever thought about her life and death?"

"I only ask you, is there really something wrong with her medicine?"

"The medicine she has been taking has no harm to her body, but it can inhibit the recovery of her mind! She had a chance to get better, but she was pressed and couldn't recover! When I came back recently, I felt something was wrong. I took her to have an examination, and then I knew that there was something wrong with the medicine. After stopping, her condition was gradually improving, but I didn't expect that she would encounter such a thing! "

Now, it's a coma!

In the living room, Tang Jiajia was hiding by the window, listening to their conversation. The more she listened, the more frightened she was.

If she had not been exposed by outsiders, she would not have known that there was such a story.

Just listening, there was another car sound outside the door. A sharp brake came over. A few seconds later, Lu Zhan rushed into the room. Seeing Xue Wanqing on the sofa, he asked, "Aunt Xue, where are you

"In the yard, talking to Old Tang!"

He was about to raise his feet when Xue Wanqing said, "ah Zhan, wait a minute. I want to talk to you!"

Lu Zhan glances into the yard and vaguely sees Tang Luo's back. If Tang Luo can come directly, he must have a lot to ask the Tang and Song dynasties. He's in the past now. Maybe the Tang and Song Dynasties won't say so much if they take care of him.

He looked back and nodded, "well."

*

The night is deep and cold.

Out of the gate of the Tang family, unexpectedly, Tang Luo sees Lu Zhan waiting on one side.

"What are you doing here?"

Lu Zhan gave her a smile. His eyes were deep and gentle. He took her hand and said in a soft voice, "I'll take you home!"

The street lamp is dim yellow, falling in his eyes, mixed with black, heavy and bright.

Lu Zhan holds her hand, as if holding an ice half, "how can your hand be so cold?"

"It's been a little long standing in the yard..."

Tang Luo draws back his hand, but he is a little attached to the temperature in his palm.

"Get in the car!"

It's cold in the late autumn night, and the coolness of the car constantly permeates in from the outside. Tang Luo's lips are white, but he can't feel the cold.

Lu Zhan glances at her and opens the warm air. The next second, Tang Luo turns it off.

"I'm not cold!"

"That's good!"

The tone was obstinate, like a contest.

The hand to be pulled back was suddenly held by someone. Tang Luo wanted to struggle, but the temperature was so warm that she was reluctant to part with it.

"This time, we'll put them all down to save them from bothering you again!"

He didn't ask, but Tang Luo was surprised, "don't you have anything to ask?"

"What do you want to ask?"

His question, but let Tang Luo Leng, "don't you see?"

"Well." Lu Zhan's face was so flat that he couldn't see anything wrong.

"Well, what do you mean?"

When the red light came on, Lu Zhan stepped on the brake and the car stopped steadily. He turned his head and looked into Tang Luo's eyes and said slowly, "that is, you are Tang Luo. That's enough for me."

"I don't care about my identity or life experience at all!"

"I only want you!"

The car lights are very bright, casting shadows on his right face, bright and dark, which makes him more handsome. His eyes are full of heroism.

He was staring at her with eyes full of tears

Her shadow, Tang Luo's gaze, was almost drowned in these eyes.

"If I were her, don't you care?"

Lu Zhan's answer was almost without hesitation, "no matter who you are, you are you. Identity and name are not important. As long as you are you, that's enough!"

"I care about you all the time!"

(end of this chapter)