Xia Wennan instantly became restless, he didn't listen to what Li Xin who was sitting opposite him was still saying, and the only thought in his head was why did Lu Wenxing come to this place
Could it be that he came to see Ming Luchuan
Xia Wennan couldn't help but looked at Ming Luchuan several times, and couldn't tell anything unusual from Ming Luchuan's expression. It was Ming Luchuan who noticed his gaze, took his hand from under the table, and squeezed it a little harder.
Ming Luchuan didn't admit that Lu Wenxing was his father at all, even if Lu Wenxing found out that they were having dinner here tonight, there was no reason to come here and wait for Ming Luchuan.
Xia Wennan couldn't figure it out. He hesitated in his heart, and didn't tell Ming Luchuan about it until the meal was over.
After eating, when Ming Luchuan stood up, he stretched out his hand in front of Xia Wennan.
Xia Wennan glanced at him, originally wanted to give him a high five, but after thinking about it, he held his hand honestly, like a loving couple, holding hands with Ming Luchuan and slowly descending the stairs to the first floor.
Duan Ning walked behind them.
While Xia Wennan was sure that Ming Luchuan and Duan Ning were fine now, he still couldn't help but sneak closer to Ming Luchuan.
As a result, Ming Luchuan handed Xia Wennan's hand, which was held in his right hand, to his left hand, and then raised his right arm to wrap around Xia Wennan's waist.
This posture was too intimate, Xia Wennan had to lean on Ming Luchuan, he was a little uncomfortable, but it was hard to push Ming Luchuan away.
Walking to the entrance of the private restaurant, Xia Wennan saw that Lu Wenxing's car was still parked there, but he couldn't see the people in the car through the side window.
At this time, Li Xin suddenly said: "Someone is here to pick me up." His tone was a little joyful, as if someone came to pick him up is a very happy thing.
Ming Luchuan smiled slightly: "Then you go back to rest earlier, and be careful on the road."
Li Xin nodded: "Let's meet again when we have time, Mr. Ming." After saying goodbye, he said goodbye to Duan Ning, and walked briskly towards Lu Wenxing's car.
Xia Wennan stood there in a daze, watching Li Xin open the door to get into the car, and soon the roar of the royal blue sports car engine came, and it drove away from the restaurant.
During the whole process, Lu Wenxing didn't get out of the car and didn't show his face. Xia Wennan was sure that Ming Luchuan didn't see him, so did he know that the person who had dinner with Li Xin tonight was his son? What is his relationship with Li Xin? Don't say that Li Xin is his other illegitimate child
Xia Wennan frowned unconsciously.
Ming Luchuan looked down at him: "What are you looking at?"
"what?"
Ming Luchuan said: "Li Xin has already left."
"Really," Xia Wennan tried to regain his attention, and finally he couldn't help but shake off Ming Luchuan's hand, pretending to stretch his hand.
Duan Ning stood in front of them, smiled and said: "Then I will go back too."
Ming Luchuan nodded: "Be careful on the road."
Duan Ning waved his hand and walked towards the place where he parked.
Xia Wennan said: "Don't look at it, everyone has left."
"I saw it?" Ming Luchuan asked back.
Knowing that he didn't focus on Duan Ning for a long time, Xia Wennan deliberately raised his head to look at the sky, and then suddenly pointed to the moon: "Ah, white moonlight!"
After saying these three words, Xia Wennan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. It was obviously not the first time that he had ridiculed Ming Luchuan like this, but this time these three words seemed to stick in Xia Wennan's heart, making him inexplicably unhappy, so he snorted coldly : "It's so bright."
"What's bright?" Ming Luchuan looked at him with his arms folded on his chest.
Xia Wennan said, "Don't you know it in your heart?"
"I don't know, I said he's not my Bai Yueguang." Ming Luchuan said seriously.
"Didn't you like him before?"
"Having liked Bai Yueguang is equal to Bai Yueguang? Shouldn't Bai Yueguang be the one who never forgets?"
Xia Wennan raised his head: "So you just liked it, and now you don't care about it at all?"
"I don't care about it for a long time," Ming Luchuan's voice was a little cold, "I never think about one-sided feelings."
"So it's because he doesn't like you, so you don't miss him anymore?"
"A relationship that is not reciprocated is not worth giving."
Xia Wennan said: "I thought you fell in love with me so you don't like him anymore."
Ming Luchuan didn't speak.
Xia Wennan suddenly couldn't help asking: "If I can't remember it all the time, will you feel that you have unrequited feelings for me?"
Without warning, Ming Luchuan stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Wennan. He held Xia Wennan in his arms, hugged him very hard, and said, "You will remember."
When they got into the car, Ming Luchuan didn't tell the driver to drive, but told him another address.
Xia Wennan asked in surprise, "Where are you going so late?"
Ming Luchuan replied, "Take you to the old laboratory building."
"Now?"
Ming Luchuan was solemnly silent.
Xia Wennan felt that his emotions were a little bit intense at this time, so he held back and didn't object, but just yawned and said, "I'm a little sleepy, isn't it a good weekend?"
Ming Luchuan remained indifferent.
Xia Wennan had no choice but to say, "Okay then, let's go and have a look."
Mingyan's old laboratory was rented, in a research institute. At that time, Mingyan had not soared in the industry with pheromone perfumes, and there was no building like this.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the institute, and it was less than half an hour before closing time. The driver drove in the car until it reached the basement of an old three-story red brick building, and stopped on the side of the road to open the door for them.
There are no lights in the building, and the windows illuminated by street lights are all black and open at night. There are creepers on the wall climbing all the way up from the foot of the building, and when the wind blows, they shake and make rustling sounds.
There is also sweet-scented osmanthus here, accompanied by the rustling sound of the wind, overflowing with sweet fragrance.
Standing under the tree, Xia Wennan raised his head to look at the small brick building on the third floor, his heart skipped a beat, as if he had been here before.
This kind of memory is very vague, it's not what happened when I arrived here one day, it's just inexplicably familiar, as if I've dreamed here before. Red wall bricks, green creepers, golden osmanthus, old brick houses covered with gray tiles, with ridges and bucket arches, half hidden behind the dense bushes.
The night wind gently blew over his cheeks, and he smelled a light aroma, completely different from the sweet scent of osmanthus, it was the pheromone of Ming Luchuan, a cold woody aroma. When Xia Wennan smelled it for the first time, he thought of the forest in the deep mountains, and the ancient temple with blue tiles and white walls hidden in the depths of the forest. It's clearly a different environment from the present, but it's also subtly somewhat similar.
Xishui Temple, yes, he had known for a long time that it was the pheromone of Ming Luchuan, but until this moment, he suddenly realized what kind of Xishui Temple he wanted.
In the silent late night, the wooden door of the simple and majestic tall Buddhist temple is closed, surrounded by ancient trees, and the air is cold. Some people are chanting scriptures, and the peaceful voice is faintly surrounded by the mountains and forests. At this time, there was a stream flowing out from a corner of the wall of the Buddhist temple. The stream was clear and translucent, filled with the scent of incense sticks. It was supposed to be cold and cold, but a few clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell on the surface of the water. As a result, the sound of chanting sutras became chaotic, and it was no longer an ancient well with no waves...
Why familiar? Because Xia Wennan had smelled the pheromone of Ming Luchuan mixed with the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus, this is the Xishui Temple he wanted, Xia Wennan's heart beat violently.