The old mansion of the Lu family used to be a place that symbolized absolute authority.

The old man started from scratch and bought this house, as the foundation of the Lu family, counting on the good sons of the Lu family to come out of this house one after another.

The Lu family has a thin population, and in the end, it failed to form a huge family power network.

Mrs. Lu had long since cut off contact with her parents' relatives, and Lu's father had no other brothers and sisters, so the old house became more and more deserted.

When the warmth walked in, there was a trance.

The old mansion seems to be different from the previous few times.

The infrastructure has not changed at all, and even the fruits on the coffee table are arranged as before.

The warm gaze carefully swept every corner of the old mansion. Although the house is old, it is very reliable, and it is made of the best concrete, and it will be no problem to stand for another two hundred years.

But warmth is the feeling, this house is dead.

There is not a trace of the breath of a living person.

The soul of this house may be buried with the old man, and things are not people, but that's it.

When Mrs. Lu and Father Lu heard the news, in addition to expressing surprise, they did not feel too much sadness, and even began to discuss the assets left by the old man in the bank.

Warmth felt that the trembling she had just made was a joke.

She was surprised by the Lu family's bland reaction, it seemed that Lu Jingchuan's expressionless face seemed to be in the same vein as them, but the warmth was clear, and Lu Jingchuan's heart was hot and beating.

And the two people in front of them have long since lost that pure heart.

After thinking about it to himself, Father Lu cleared his throat and spoke, "Jingchuan, now there are only two people left in such a big house, me and your mother, and it doesn't mean anything." ”

"I've calculated it with your mother, let's go back to live in the United States, you can see a suitable price for this house, and it can be regarded as leaving some pensions for the two of us." ”

Hearing this, Wen Wen's eyes widened.

It stands to reason that it is normal to be reluctant to stay in the room where a loved one has died. But the second elder of the Lu family actually wants to sell the old man's life's hard work and exchange the symbol of the Lu family for his leisurely old age?

Unreasonable.

Obviously, Lu Jingchuan once again expected this outcome, but at this point, he and Wen Wen's thoughts were the same.

"The old house can't be sold, I'll discount it to you at the market price, but since you have moved, settle down there, and don't come back. ”

Lu Jingchuan spoke lightly.

Hearing this, Father Lu nodded with satisfaction.

Back in his own home, the warmth has not been able to recover from the bewildering behavior just now.

Lu Jingchuan is obviously much busier than her, and the first thing he does when he gets home is to turn on the computer, and then while changing clothes, he looks at the K-line chart on the screen from time to time.

He rested his notebook on his lap and leaned against the head of the bed, his bloodshot eyes staring at the screen, trying to work to restore himself to his usual sanity.

Warmth sat down on his knees beside him, his head pressed on his shoulders, sniffing the fragrance of his body.

Her mind was full of the confrontation between Lu Jingchuan and Lu's father, and those words were like thorns, deeply rooted in her heart.

Price, discounted.

Is this the way father and son should communicate?

She felt the cold she had never felt before.

"Don't look at it. Warmth suddenly reached out and closed his notebook, and the screen dimmed.

"Warm. Lu Jingchuan glanced back at her, and his tone was helpless like an adult indulging a child.

Warm shook her head firmly.

When the words were said to this, Lu Jingchuan had to listen, obediently put the computer aside, and before he could say anything, he took the initiative to talk about the truth.

"No one expected this kind of thing to happen, but the dead are gone, and the living have to continue to ......"

"Lu Jingchuan," Wen Wen grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously, "Wake up, you are at home now, our home! The person opposite you is your girlfriend, not those unscrupulous reporters with cameras and microphones." ”

Lu Jingchuan was stunned.

He has always felt that he is a person who can withstand the wind and waves.

In the past 30 years, what life and death, what happened all over again, I have experienced more than once or twice.

In the crying crowd, facing the camera, he picked up the microphone with a cold face and stated the death of his family, which always looked a little different.

has been scolded for being cold-blooded, and has been scolded for being a white-eyed wolf, he has become numb. As if this was no longer a nasty word, but the highest praise for his sanity.

He thought that warmth would also blame him for being ruthless—especially after seeing all this in their house.

But the warmth didn't, not only did it not, but it also opened its arms to him and told him "you can cry".

Lu Jingchuan suddenly smiled palely, pulled his warm arm with one hand, and let her fall into his arms.

"Hug for a while. ”

Hearing this, Wen Wen also stretched out his arm and carefully wrapped it around his waist.

"My father was trained as a successor by the old man since he was a child, but he was originally a puddle of mud that could not support the wall, and the old man found that he had no talent for business, so he completely gave up on him. ”

"It wasn't until Lu Heng and I were born successively that the old man had a smile. ”

"Therefore, he has a deep grudge against the old man. Now that the old man has passed away, I don't know if he is more painful or more relaxed. ”

Wen Wen tilted his head and listened to Lu Jingchuan whisper in his ear, talking about the past that he didn't want to mention to outsiders.

"What about you?"

Wen Wen suddenly raised his eyes, "What happened to you, Lu Heng, and the old man?"

"Maybe he's too obsessed with finding a suitable heir. ”

Lu Jingchuan pressed his head on her shoulder, "When I was in junior high school, I already had my own ideas, and I was not willing to resist the burden of the Lu family, but Lu Heng is different, he has a strong interest in business. ”

"Then why ......"

"Because something happened. ”

Lu Jingchuan hugged the warmth a little tighter, "After Lu Heng became ill for the first time that year, we learned that he had congenital heart disease, and we don't know when he will suddenly ...... one day."

The rest of the matter, there is no need to say, the warmth is also understood.

Such a Lu Heng naturally has no way to become the so-called heir of the Lu family, so Lu Jingchuan, who also has talent, even if he already has a future career plan, he still has to be forced by the old man to engage in business.

"At least, it turned out to be good, right?"

Warmth tapped him twice, and the latter willingly let her go.

Nuan Wen used his own hand to hold his cold fingertips, bowed his head and sighed.

After a moment, Lu Jingchuan's hand warmed up.

"What's the good thing about this result now?" Lu Jingchuan smiled gloomily.

The old man passed away, the second elder of the Lu family went abroad to retire, Lu Heng did not do his job every day, and he never even knew about the old man's death until now, and everything still fell on him alone in the end.

Warmly staring at Lu Jingchuan's eyes, for a while, he slowly spat out a sentence-

"Do you really believe that the two old men died of illness?"