Because of his daughter's caution, Lu Qichuan felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, and the blood was sparkling in pain.
"Of course not." Lu Qichuan said, "Don't think so much, dad will go back in a few days."
"But are you sure Dad can think clearly? Why has Mom refused to forgive you all these years?" Lu Sichen asked a heartbreaking question of his own.
Lu Qichuan could only remain silent.
But in order not to continue like this, he had to think clearly whether to continue or give up.
After ending the call with his daughter, Lu Qichuan picked up his clothes and walked out.
When he went down to the second floor, Lu Qichuan saw a figure turning around. Was that the painter who came to sketch
Lu Qichuan shook his head, went downstairs and told Afubo to go for a walk and come back around ten o'clock.
Because it was too late, Aunt Afu and the others would have to wait a long time to close the shop.
Not long after Lu Qichuan left, Tan Chenxiao came down with a picture album and said he wanted to see the night scene around him.
Aunt Afu looked at the people going out and murmured to herself: "Mr. Lu and this painter lady are quite a match."
Uncle Afu was settling accounts at the moment. Hearing Aunt Afu's words, he said: "No, I even think that Xiao Sichen is somewhat similar to this painter lady."
"I don't know if the painter lady is married? Otherwise, we can arrange a match. It's not easy for Mr. Lu to take care of his daughter alone these years." Aunt Afu sighed and said.
The moonlight was beautiful, and the mountain environment had a special flavor at night. Tan Chenxiao found a place with a good view, and then put down the album.
Lu Qichuan went up the mountain basically to let himself go, but he always had everyone's words in his mind. Tan Chenxiao and Ye Yuwei had a good relationship, but they refused to forgive themselves. Why
Maybe that was the problem that had stuck between them all these years.
But Ye Yuwei said that Tan Chenxiao didn't say anything, so he couldn't even ask.
"Boom—"
It's thundering.
Lu Qichuan looked up, then looked down at the time, and hurried down the mountain.
When Lu Qichuan ran back to the B&B, heavy raindrops had already fallen, and he was quite wet.
"Mr. Lu, are you back?" Aunt Afu said. Uncle Afu had already walked out with a big umbrella and was about to go out.
"What are you doing here, Afubo?"
"The painter lady also went out and hasn't come back yet. It's raining so hard. What can happen?" Aunt Afu said anxiously.
"It's raining too much and the mountain road is difficult to walk on. I'll go look for it. What's that lady's name?" Lu Qichuan said, having already taken the umbrella from Afubo's hand.
"Tan, what's Tan? That name sounds pretty nice. I'll go take a look." Aunt Afu said, turning around to look at the name.
"Tan Chenxiao." Lu Qichuan suddenly said.
"Yes, yes, that's the name, Tan Chenxiao." Aunt Afu said hurriedly, but as soon as Aunt Afu finished speaking, Lu Qichuan had already turned around and ran out.
Is it really that woman? That woman really came here
Lu Qichuan held an umbrella and looked for a place with a good view. She came here mostly to paint.
"Tan Chenxiao, Tan Chenxiao—"
This name is really not easy to remember, just like he couldn't remember it back then.
"Tan Chenxiao."
There was no response except heavy rain.
Tan Chenxiao packed her things and wanted to go back after the thunder. Unexpectedly, the heavy rain came too quickly. When she was going down the mountain, she happened to roll down a slope. At this time, her ankle was completely swollen, and she could not see clearly around her. Instinctively The fear made her hug her body tightly, not daring to raise her head to see everything around her.