Yan Yu knew that she couldn't get rid of Lu Yan, so she simply ignored Lu Yan, she regarded Lu Yan as an invisible person, even though Lu Yan lived next door to her.

Yan Yu felt that her heart was at peace.

She is very satisfied with her current state, her heart is like water, and people's emotions are difficult to grasp, but now she always feels that she is so calm and doesn't care, does it mean that she has let go of Lu Yan, so even if he is by his side, he still can't arouse the slightest emotion from her.

Yan Yu didn't ask Lu Yan's fiancée why he didn't come to Lu Yan and Lu Shumu, but the relationship between Xiaoxing and Lu Shumu was getting better day by day, Lu Shumu didn't say much and didn't pay much attention to Xiaoxing, but he seemed to be by Xiaoxing's side often.

If the little star comes to find a metaphor, he will take Lu Shumu with him.

At first, Yan Yu would only hold the little star, but she saw Lu Shumu's longing eyes several times, black, as if soaked in rain, with a soft temperature.

After once, twice, and three times, Yan Yu sighed in her heart, and she also picked up Lu Shumu, sitting on one of her legs.

Yan Yu told herself that the grievances of adults belonged to adults, and she didn't want to see Lu Yan again, but it had nothing to do with Lu Yan's son, and the child was innocent.

Lu Shumu seemed to be a little excited, he pursed the corners of his lips, raised his eyes, looked at Yan Yu, and then, slowly, slowly, leaned on Yan Yu's shoulder, as if every time, he saw the little star leaning on it.

He closed his eyes quietly, his long, curly eyelashes twitching.

He smelled the clean and good smell of Yanyu's body, the breath of desire that made him obsessed, like a stormy wave.

Yan Yu's chest heaved, hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand, and gently patted Lu Shumu's back, as if to soothe a restless soul.

In the bedroom, it was very quiet, and the sound of a few people's gentle breathing could be heard, Xiaoxing also learned to land Shumu, lying on the other shoulder of Yanyu, she also naughtily put her hand around Yanyu's back, and then slid down, hooking Lu Shumu's fingers, slightly bent, fingers intertwined, she was bending her eyes and smiling at Lu Shumu.

Yan Yu breathed softly, and suddenly felt a long-lost sense of tranquility and satisfaction, and the emptiness in his chest seemed to be filled by something.

She lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, and laughed.

At this moment, it would be good to be her child, still there.

Outside the door, Nanbei was holding two glasses of milk, and from the crack in the door, she saw the picture of Yan Yu hugging the two children, her hand shook, and the milk spilled out and fell on her hand.

She subconsciously clenched her hand, and her fingerprints landed on the clean glass.

Nanbei swallowed her throat, pursed her lips, her eyes were a little scattered, her memories were sometimes vague, sometimes clear, and she remembered many things that she had forgotten.

Nanbei thought that the induction of labor back then, Yan Yan must have been very painful, she had seen Yan Yu as weak as a paper man, she had also seen Yan Yu's self-torture, and she had even seen Yan Yu hugging her and crying bitterly.

Therefore, although Lu Yan now wants to whitewash the peace, pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, and pretend to be a leper dog, Nanbei does not want Yanyan and Lu Yan to be together again, because even if they are together, those problems back then are still problems now.

What's more, in addition to Xu Yingxia, the current Lu Yan also has a fiancée and a son, she doesn't know what kind of mentality Lu Yan has to let the words of the loss of his son take care of the son born to him and his fiancée?

The two of them can't cross the threshold, and if they try again, it will only be another injury, covered in bruises, and desperate separation.

It's like her and Song Qingran.

She has been by Song Qingran's side for more than 20 years, self-torture and self-abuse for more than 20 years, and she finally feels very tired and tired, so tired that she can't go any further.

Nanbei stood against the wall for a while, lowered her eyes, smiled, took a deep breath, knocked on the door and walked in, she smiled and teased Xiaoxing, and asked the nanny and aunt to take the two children to wash and sleep.

In the bedroom, it was quiet, Nanbei closed the door, and divided the two glasses of milk into a glass for Yanyu.

Yan Yu smiled slightly, took it, and she took a few sips: "Beibei, do you want to talk to me? Are you finally willing to open up and tell me about what happened recently?"

Nanbei and Yan Yu are different, she is a psychiatrist herself, so many times, she doesn't want to say what she doesn't want to say, how Yan Yu induces, she won't say it, so, Yan Yu has researched a way over the years, that is, she can not know what Nanbei is sad about, she just needs to know the fact that Nanbei is sad, and then stay by her side quietly, waiting for her to open up, and then be her emotional trash can.

Nanbei came to her this time, and she was obviously not in a good mood, although she smiled happily every day.

Yan Yu looked at Nanbei quietly, and asked softly, his voice soft: "Beibei, what's wrong?" Is it Song Qingran's business?"

Nanbei suddenly hugged Yan Yu and leaned against her chest.

Yan Yu was slightly stunned, then lowered his eyes, hugged her head, and gently touched the back of her head.

Nanbei said softly, "I'm pregnant." ”

Yan Yu's pupils shrank, and she didn't know how to react for a moment, and the entire bedroom fell into a vaguely suffocating dead silence.

After a long time.

"Say, will it hurt to have a miscarriage?"

The cold instrument stretched into the body, stirring and shattering, and Nanbei shuddered as long as he thought of it.

Is miscarriage painful?

Yan Yu bit her lower lip, and the corners of her eyes flashed a little cold and sarcastic arc, how could it not hurt? It was so painful that as long as she mentioned the words "induced labor" and "miscarriage", the nerve endings would flow with unspeakable pain, bones split, limbs separated, and tendons and veins peeled apart.

Those cold tools, without any scruples, kill the life in the stomach.

The hatred that was well hidden by the words vaguely surfaced on the surface of the emotion, like a tidal wave, surging to overwhelm her, rob her of her breath, and pierce the heart with a cold arrow.

Nanbei said: "Yanyan, what to do, I don't want to tell Song Qingran, I don't want to give him a chance to have a baby......"

I couldn't say anything, I could only hug her tightly.

Nanbei's eyes were red, crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she tightened her lips: "If he really said the word 'abortion', then I will never forgive him for the rest of my life." ”

She said this to herself, and also to her words.

In her opinion, the suffering suffered by Yan Yu is inseparable from Lu Yan, he is not a scumbag, but he is definitely not a good man.

He seems to be graceful, but he is ruthless, he has feelings, but he can only suppress them, he will be gentle in words, but it is limited to gentleness, only gentleness, there is no warmth, and when he does anything, the object of his first consideration will never be words.

What's more, the north and the south don't see any sincerity from Lu Yan now. Now Lu Yan is more like a big boy who is unwilling to be taken away from the toys he doesn't want, only possessive, not sincere.

No matter what this man does, he looks like he is at ease and confident, but love is not a shopping mall, if he is too rational, it can only mean that he has no feelings.

She didn't want words to be hurt again.

Yan Yu understood the meaning of the north and the south, in fact, she didn't understand Lu Yan's thoughts at all, she didn't know what he wanted to do, and she didn't know his purpose, probably Lu Yan still arrogantly thought that as long as he was willing to put down his body and take the initiative to come to her, regardless of the fact that she used him as a stand-in, she would forget so much pain stupidly, and turn her head and reconcile with him desperately.

The floor-to-ceiling door of the bedroom was open, the cold wind blew in, and the temperature in Yanyu's eyes dissipated little by little.

"Beibei, don't worry, I won't be so stupid. ”

*

At three o'clock in the morning, Lu Yan hadn't fallen asleep.

He glanced sideways at Lu Shumu, who was already sleeping peacefully on the bed, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

In the past few days, he was wondering, did Lu Shumu already know that Yan Yu was his mother, this child was raised in the Cheng family, and he had a seven-trick heart at a young age, even if he had already guessed the truth, he would never take the initiative to ask.

Lu Yan didn't know how to get along with Lu Shumu, and he didn't know how to tell him the truth that Yan was his mother, and other children might ask why his mother didn't want him and why his mother wasn't by his side.

But Lu Shumu wouldn't ask a single question.

He will only hold everything to himself.

Lu Shumu's psychological quality is good or bad, but no matter which one it is, Lu Yan can't answer him, the truth is too cruel for a child.

Lu Yan got out of bed, stepped on the floor, he wore a thin shirt, walked out, and stopped in front of the bedroom door of the word.

His slender hand twisted the doorknob, but he couldn't move, the door was locked.

His thin lips hooked slightly, and his words were really guarding against him.

But he and Yan Yu have been husband and wife, he naturally knows Yan Yu's habit of putting things, Lu Yan walked to the cabinet in the living room, opened the cabinet door, and found the key to the whole house from the ragdoll keychain on the top floor of the cabinet.

He turned on his phone's flashlight and found the key to the metaphorical bedroom in the dark.

Insert gently, turn away.

A faint scent of roses, a favorite fragrance of roses, helps you sleep, no lights are on in the bedroom, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains are tightly closed, and it is pitch black.

Lu Yan slowly groped his way to the side of the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes, and stared at her for a moment with dark eyes.

With a scorching heat.

Then he lifted the quilt of words and lay down, the familiar aroma penetrating his nose, her figure fitting his bosom, as if the two of them were a match made in heaven, and they were born to fit each other.

He vaguely felt that his heart, which had been vacant for three years, was slowly consummating.

Yan Yu is running in the dream, the scene in the dream has been changing, the tone of each scene is cold and obscure, first she was alone at the wedding, the guests looked at her with a sarcastic smile, and then in the blink of an eye the guests turned into a crow, the romantic wedding scene became a ruined cemetery, she was thrown into the pit of the cemetery, Zhou Yun and Xu Yingxia stood next to the cemetery, smiling at her coldly, and they held a baby boy covered in blood, the baby boy shouted at her: "Mom......"

Yan Yu opened her eyes suddenly, her chest seemed to be pressed by a boulder, she couldn't breathe, her back was already covered with cold sweat, she gasped hard, her palms were wet.

Her first reaction was to rejoice, it was just a dream.

But in the blink of an eye, she was shrouded in sorrow, this was not just a dream, she moved her hands, wanted to touch her stomach, but found that her body was tightly embraced.

She shook slightly, and suddenly turned her head to look, the sky was faintly bright, and a faint light fell through the curtains. The man is still sleeping, sleeping with a quiet face and clear contours, it is Lu Yan.

Yu's eyes were cold, and she struggled to break free from Lu Yan's confinement.

Lu Yan was woken up by her, and slowly opened his eyes, and before he could react, a woman's slap was pasted on his face.

Yan Yu just woke up, and the strength in his hand was not very heavy, but Lu Yan was still a little confused, he pursed his thin lips, and was silent for a while, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were cold.

He didn't speak.

Yan Yu sneered: "Let go of me!" Lu Yan, you will leave my house for me today, otherwise I will call the police immediately." ”

Lu Yan's dark eyes reflected her cold silhouette, his chest rose and fell, as if adjusting his emotions, and in the next second, the words were suppressed by the man's cold breath.

Lu Yan fiercely hugged her into his arms again, and with such force, he almost rubbed her into his body.

He didn't say a word, and dense kisses fell all over the world.

It fell on her forehead, on her lips, on the tip of her nose, on her neck, like a ritual, like a vent of anger.

Yan Yu was stunned, and then struggled vigorously, her hand was in Lu Yan's confinement.

She tilted her head: "Lu Yan, if you dare to touch me, I will call the police and accuse you of rape, you are now suspected of violating the crime of illegal home invasion and forcible indecency, bastard!"

When Lu Yan heard her words, he sneered, and laughed unhurriedly and fearlessly: "You go and sue, but since you plan to sue me for rape, do I have to cooperate to leave you enough evidence?"

As he spoke, he unbuttoned one of his shirts with his free hand, slow and threatening.

Yan Yu's eyes widened, glared at him coldly, took a deep breath, and pulled out one of his hands to reach for the head of the bed to grab the scissors.

Lu Yan grabbed her restless hand.

The eyes of the two were tightly glued, and neither of them would back down, and after a while, Lu Yan lowered his head and hugged her tightly again, he buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath.

Pathological general attachment.

He was silent for a while, his voice hoarse, as if squeezed out of his throat, and pressed it to her ear, with a plausible pleading: "Don't move, let me hold for a while." ”

Yan Yu's face was expressionless, he moved his head, away from him, not letting him touch, or the same cold words: "Let go of your hands." ”

The two were at a stalemate, and outside the bedroom door, there was a knock on the door, as well as the girl's soft voice: "Mom, are you up?"

Lu Yan was angry and angry, clenched his fists, turned over and went down from Yan Yu.

*

At breakfast, the atmosphere was a little stagnant, and no one spoke.

Nanbei fed Xiaoxing, Xiaoxing could have eaten by herself, but she ate slowly, and she made a fuss this morning, got up late, and she was too late to catch the school bus.

Lu Shumu held the spoon, and the action of eating was fast and quiet.

He seemed to want to eat the candy egg, but his hand was not long enough, and Yan Yu caught a glimpse, and helped him to clip the egg and put it in his bowl.

Yan Yu had originally made up her mind to drive Lu Yan and his son away, but when she saw Lu Shumu's dark eyes, she didn't know why, she couldn't say anything to drive him away, so she could only swallow all the words into her throat again.

*

It's the weekend in a blink of an eye, and he said that he was going to the Netherlands to meet the head of the Dutch Royal Shipping Company, and the north and south also wanted to follow, so the little star would also go.

The north and south made the decision on the fly, and at noon on the plane, after nine o'clock in the morning, she casually packed a few clothes for herself and Xiaoxing and stuffed them into the suitcase.

Little Star took his hat and ran over: "Godmother, I want to take this hat, you help me put it in." ”

"Good. Nanbei responded, raised his head, and went to pick up the hat.

But suddenly I saw Lu Shumu standing outside the door.

Lu Shumu's clean eyes looked straight at Xiaoxing, and then looked at Yan Yu, who was packing his luggage, Yan Yu quickly put away his things, and said, "Beibei, little star, have you packed up?"

Lu Shumu just stood like that, obviously expressionless, but he seemed to reveal his loneliness.

It's as if everyone had abandoned him.

He moved his lips, opened his black and white eyes, and said softly, "Where are you going?"

Yan Yu was stunned, she was a little busy these days, she went out before she had breakfast in the morning, and she didn't go home until the children fell asleep at night, Lu Yan and Lu Shumu were very quiet, she only remembered that she was going to work in the Netherlands when she got up this morning, packed her luggage, and forgot to tell Lu Shumu about her going out.

She pursed her lips, thought about it, and sneered at herself, in fact, there is no need to say it, seriously speaking, Lu Shumu really has nothing to do with her.

Xiaoxing heard Lu Shumu's voice, turned his head, and replied happily: "We are going to the Netherlands, and we will be back in two days." ”

Lu Shumu's eyes sank, his lips straightened more and more, and his hands were clenched tightly.

His pupils met the words, as if trying to find something in her eyes, and for a long time he was silent without speaking, and then turned and went downstairs.

Nanbei was also stunned by Lu Shumu's expression for a long time, she looked at Yan Yu: "What do you say is the matter with Lu Yan's son? Why do you have an expression that you are biased, negative, and abandon him?"

Yan Yu didn't understand either, but the moment she saw his expression, the tip of her heart was tangled.

*

Lu Shumu went downstairs and stood in front of Lu Yan, he pursed his lips: "I want to go back." ”

Lu Yan was working remotely, he wrinkled his brows, and emotions rose between his eyebrows: "Reason." ”

Lu Shumu's fingertips tightened, and he said stubbornly: "No." ”

Lu Yan's work was in a hurry, he only took the time to raise his eyes and glance at Lu Shumu, and found that Lu Shumu didn't want to continue to explain the reason, so he stopped asking and continued to work.

After a while, Yan Yu and Nanbei pulled the suitcase down from the second floor, the crease between Lu Yan's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and when she saw the suitcase she was carrying in her hand, her eyes sank, a little more cold and indifferent than usual.

He stood up, his voice cold, and he said, "Where are you going?"

Yan Yu glanced at him and didn't say anything, while Xiaoxing pulled her own sun hat and showed off to Lu Yan with a smile: "Mom wants to take me to the Netherlands to play!"

"Why didn't you tell me?" Lu Yan asked.

When Nanbei heard this, he smiled: "Why does Yan Yu tell you who you think you are? Yan Yu has a good temper and didn't kick you out, your son is cute, Yan Yu is naturally willing to let him stay, so what about you? What are your merits that deserve to let her keep you?"

Yan Yu's eyes kept staring at Lu Shumu, she looked at it for a while, and forced herself to withdraw her gaze, this is going abroad, and taking Lu Shumu needs to bear a lot of responsibility, even if Lu Yanken, Lu Yan's fiancée is willing?

Yan Yu didn't want to cause trouble for himself anymore.

She pulled Nanbei and asked Nanbei not to tell Lu Yan, a few people walked out, Yan Yu sat in the driver's seat, Nanbei put away the luggage, glanced at Lu Yan and Lu Shumu who were standing at the door, and suddenly smiled: "Why do their father and son look so much like Wangwu Shi and Wangmu Shi?" She put a seat belt on my little star, "Let's leave like this?"

Yan Yu didn't care much, she hooked her lips and smiled as if she didn't care: "If Lu Yan wants this house, then give it to him, anyway, I bought it with his money." ”

Lu Shumu watched the car disappear from view, he clenched Lu Yan's fingers, and his deep black eyes condensed with a thin layer of disappointment, fleeting.

He said, "Let's go too." ”

The curvature of Lu Yan's thin lips was shallow: "Yes, but if we don't go back, we will also go to the Netherlands." ”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes to look at Lu Shumu, he thought that Lu Shumu would be happy, but there was no obvious smile on Lu Shumu's little face, he lowered his eyelashes and shook his head: "No, I want to go home." ”

Lu Yan's jaw tensed for a moment, and he touched Lu Shumu's hair.

*

Zhou Yun didn't expect that she would receive a call from Lu Shumu.

Lu Shumu's tone was very light, not very pleasant: "Grandma, good evening." ”

Zhou Yun: "Hey, it's Shumu, what's wrong?, where did Dad go?" She wasn't used to talking to Lu Shumu, not to mention that she felt that Lu Shumu was even more difficult to deal with than Lu Yan, but he was obviously just a child.

Lu Shumu: "Dad is working, grandma, is my mother a word?"

"It's not. Zhou Yun first denied it, and then didn't hear Lu Shumu's answer on the phone, she was a little weak-hearted, "Shumu, isn't your mother Shi Jiaran?

She furrowed her brows: "Did she go to you? Did she really show up? She was embarrassed to show up!"

The more Zhou Yun spoke, the more angry she became, "What did she say to you? Did she say that she is your mother? Shumu, you are a smart child, you should know who is good to you and who is not good to you! She appears now, it is obvious that she has evil intentions, you can't be used by her!"

When she was talking bad things, Lu Shumu didn't speak, and listened quietly, trying to extract useful information from Zhou Yun's idle words.

*

When Yan Yu met Lu Yan, he had a hunch that those old people in the past would appear one after another.

But she didn't expect that she would meet Xu Zhigang, Xu Yingxia's father, in Amsterdam.