He completely ignored the little black dog who was staring at him eagerly at his feet.
I pulled the rope again, tested the strength of the rope, and made sure it wouldn't break easily.
The man with a cold face seemed to be finally satisfied.
She hooked her thin lips slightly, and patted the little girl's head with her big pale hand:
"Okay, let's run."
Hearing this, the little loli, who was wearing a small camouflage uniform and two ponytails, jumped up and down, and ran away happily.
Dog training soldier: "..."
Song Qingwan turned her head to see this scene like walking a dog, and forgot what the old man told her to talk less just now.
His eyes widened in an instant, and his voice trembled:
"Smelly... brat! What are you doing?"
Lu Junhan raised his indifferent eyes, and wrapped the rope around his fair and slender index finger a few times, with an extra calm expression:
"Obviously, I'm taking care of the kids."
"..."
Do you have the fucking face to say it again
What are you bringing
Song Qingwan felt a big trough in her heart, and looked at him expressionlessly:
"If I'm not mistaken, what you're holding should be a dog leash."
She bit the "dog" in "Walking the Dog" extra hard, as if she was afraid that Lu Junhan wouldn't be able to hear it.
Lu Junhan's expression was as calm and calm as ever, without any change: "No, you read it wrong."
Song Qingwan: "..."
Dog training soldier: "..."
The little girl loves to run around, is full of energy, and is very curious about everything.
Weeds that grow on the side of the road should be squatted down to touch, and the cold floor that can reflect people's shadows should be squatted down to look at them, and even the murals on the walls should be glanced more.
The rope is only so long.
Therefore, the little girl who ran to the front had to stop from time to time, and turned her head to urge her father to go faster, otherwise she would not be able to leave.
Lu Junhan thought it was too troublesome, so he handed the rope to Song Qingwan, telling her to keep an eye on the little girl running around.
Song Qingwan was ecstatic in her heart, but she accepted it calmly on the surface, and forcibly pulled her respects:
"Oh, I looked carefully again and found that I was indeed wrong. This is actually an ordinary rope."
The dog-training soldier said, I don't quite understand what you rich people think.
The building looks simple from the outside, but in fact, there are several roads inside, and at the end of several roads, there are several roads, which are like a maze.
Safety is safety, but once a fire breaks out, you can't run away.
Song Qingwan said that she is not envious at all, really.
In the end, it was the little black dog whose leash was snatched by Lu Junhan to lead the way.
Coupled with the fact that the old man kept swiping his ID card in front, they entered one steel door after another—
Finally, come to the innermost room.
There are only them here, and no one else.
The floor in the corridor was smooth, but it was completely cold, empty, and devoid of any human spirit.
The air and time seem to be completely frozen here.
Everything became very quiet.
But it was because it was too quiet, as if indistinct, I could still hear the instrumental sound of "Dididi—" in the room.
"This is… "
Suddenly, Song Qingwan seemed to have guessed something, her pupils constricted suddenly, and her heart couldn't stop beating wildly!
Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes.
She covered her mouth, her eyes stared at the room, and her choked voice trembled violently:
"This, what is this place?"
Lu Junhan narrowed his eyes slightly, his dark eyes deepened.
The little girl blinked her eyes and pursed her lips. Although she was also curious, she was very sensible and didn't say anything.
The old man stood at the door, always majestic and solemn, his meticulous old face showed a slight decadence for the first time.
Even the straight and unyielding steel body like a blade reveals a bit of vicissitudes and sadness after being right and wrong.
He didn't say anything, just opened the door.
There was no emotion in the old and hoarse voice: "Come in first."
Song Qingwan seemed to be impatient, she didn't care about anything, it seemed that this room was the only thing in her eyes.
After a few strides, he walked to the door.
At this moment, she had waited for more than twenty years, and when she knew that she was going to die, she was still fantasizing about such a day, and there was not a day she hadn't thought about.
But at this moment, she was a little afraid.
If the elder brother is not dead, then for more than 20 years, he...why didn't he come to them
Yeah, if he could, how could he not come to them.
Song Qingwan raised her eyes in a daze.
At a glance, he saw lying on the bed, a handsome man who looked almost like Lu Junhan, but with a more mature and stable face.
The years seemed to stay on him for twenty years.
Except for the extremely heavy and sickly paleness on his face, the rest is the same as the omnipotent brother in Song Qingwan's memory——
exactly the same.
She couldn't hold back for a moment, closed her eyes, and burst into tears.
Really brother!
My brother really didn't die!
With one last look, she really... really saw it.
If there was a heaven, Song Qingwan would probably kneel down in gratitude and kowtow a few times.
And the other side.
Lu Junhan's dark gaze also fell on Lu Qidong who was on the bed.
When he was 5 years old and close to 6 years old, Lu Qidong died in a car accident, and he didn't have a deep memory of him.
But I always remember that he was a good father.
Lu Junhan's feelings for Lu Qidong were not as deep as Song Qingwan's feelings for more than ten years, and he soon regained his senses.
Pursing her thin lips, she glanced at the old man, and said in a calm voice with a little indifference:
"I'll give you three minutes to explain."
The little girl looked at it and didn't know what to say, so she nodded desperately by her father's side: "Yes! Explain!"
The old man: "..."
Two little bastards, dare to be so arrogant in my territory
"Yes, Dad! What the hell is going on here?"
Song Qingwan managed to calm down, but her eyes were still red.
She gritted her teeth, went over to push Lu Qidong, and called him a few times but didn't respond.
With a trembling voice, he turned his head and asked, "Also, brother, why did he..."
The old man sighed, probably because he had seen Lu Qidong like this a lot.
He was much calmer than Song Qingwan.
But what she said made Song Qingwan's pupils suddenly tighten:
"It's useless. He's a vegetable. No matter how hard you push him, he won't wake up."
Song Qingwan seemed to lose her soul in an instant, and froze in place.
She looked at Lu Qidong on the bed, and murmured:
"Zhi, vegetative, how could it be, how could it be a vegetative..."
The next second, her body trembled violently, her eyes were red, and she choked up:
"Dad... What the hell is going on..."
"I… "
"Say it quickly! Can you stop talking so much! Can't you be like a man?"
The old man: "..."
If it weren't for the situation, I would have to beat you to death!
The old man was in a hurry, so he stopped procrastinating and stated directly: